Tuesday, July 4th. In Canadian waters and flying the Canadian flag. High mountains by the river again, lovely scenery. Took a nap on the top deck in the sun. M's fever is down to 101, feels much better. Starting to eat. We have a 4th party tonight. I take charge of prizes. Poor Mr. Poss - the ship's pest, as he is privately known. At the amature on the other program, he told a most vulgar story. He wanted to be on this program and finally backed the program chairman in a corner and demanded why he couldn't be on our program. The chairman, in desperation, told him because the ladies objected to his stories. Now he is looking like a whipped dog. Oh dear, now I am beginning to feel sorry for him. I hope I don't have to let my better nature get the best of me and have to act friendly.
Wednesday, July 5th. Got off the boat about 9 after customs inspection, got our room, had lunch, slept, took a little walk, had dinner, slept. About 10 went to dance. Good time. Got home about 12:15 - finally went to bed.
Sidelight: The Casca and the Whitehorse were the last two sternwheelers on the Yukon River. Both were destroyed in a fire in 1974. And Pauline was correct that the Casca had been built in 1936.
Later. Went to the show but got thrown out. There weren't enough to pay for running it so we got our money back. Our baggage was put on board about 5 o'clock. M and I took our coats over to our room. It is the same number as on the other boat. Much nicer rooms though, larger and newer looking. The Casca is a newer boat, only one or two years old. Our doors open out onto the deck here instead of into the dining room as on the Yukon which makes it much airier and easier to see the scenery. M and I put her white mosquito netting over the door, there is no screen, so we can have the whole door open all night and still people can't see in very well. Swell. I had a bear steak dinner tonight. M didn't go back ashore. Then I came on deck and we sang farewell to the Yukon which sailed back to Nenana at 7. They said they had never had a group that gave themselves and the crew such a good time as our group. I had never had a group sing farewell before to the tune of "Farewell Ladies". We sang goodbye to the ship Yukon, the Capitan and the crew, the cook, etc. Fun. We sailed about 10. They gave us a midnight lunch then we went to bed. It is now 12 and I can lie here to see the lovely Yukon scenery - green hills with many inlets and islands. M is just about well now.
Friday, July 7th. Got up about 9 - then went on deck to see the scenery. More mountains now - good game country. This afternoon we saw a bear, a big black one - climbed up the side of tree. Stopped at Stewart about 11. Took on some concentrate from the silver mine above there. It is going to the States. Took a walk alone. Two men had just shot a bear that morning and we watched them skin him. Back on deck met a Mr. King who got on there. He pointed out a man who is an agitator and trouble maker. Nicely dressed. He said the Mounties were watching him. Saw some Mounties in Dawson. King also told about the Klondike river boat sinking in June 1936. He was on it. After dinner we watched the scenery again. Boat stopped at a trapper cabin to leave some mail and lumber for a house and a radio. Then Mr. Shedd and I played ping pong. They have a real table here. Played a game with the purser too. Then had midnight lunch, now to bed. It is still daylight all night long but not as bright as it used to be. Resolved to get up for breakfast tomorrow so now to sleep - 12 pm.
Just Writin' on the River Road
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