EDITOR’S NOTE.—This article embodies the latest and most
authentic general information regarding the Klondike region and the roads
leading into it. Mr. Garland went directly to the Hon. Clifford Sifton,
Canadian Minister of the Interior, through whose courtesy interviews were held
with the specially detailed engineers just returned from surveying the various
routes. These official surveyors went carefully over the whole subject with Mr.
Garland, putting him in possession of just the facts which his purpose
required. Much of the matter of the article is given, indeed, in their own
words. It embodies also matter from valuable official reports, some of which
are not yet published. We are not permitted to name all the men who thus served
Mr. Garland, but among them were Mr. William Ogilvie and Mr. J. J. McArthur, civil
engineers in the service of the Dominion Government and Dr. George M. Dawson,
head of the Dominion Geological Department. Through the kindness of Captain
Deville, Dominion Surveyor General, we are enabled also to reproduce hitherto
unpublished photographs of scenes along the several routes taken by the
Dominion topographical surveyors, W. Ogilvie and Mr. Jennings.
The word “Klondike” is now universally taken to mean the
gold country of the whole mighty region of the British Northwest Territory
which lies between the Continental Divide on the east and the Coast Range on
the west. Broadly speaking, this region is 300 miles wide and 6oo miles long.
It reaches from Teslin Lake to Circle City, which lies within the Arctic Zone.
The scale of measurements is enormous. The Yukon itself, in midsummer, is
actually navigable for boats more than 2,300 miles. In general the region may
be described as a wide, hilly valley, meshed with converging streams, deep
sunk in the rocks.
It is a grim country, a country of extremes; it has a
long and sunless winter, and a short, hot, moist summer. In winter the sun
hardly makes itself felt, rising pale and white only for a few hours above the
horizon. In summer it shines all day and part of the night. In July, when rain
is not falling, the air is close and hot, the thermometer often registering 100
in the shade. Moss covers the high ground like a wet thick sponge throughout
vast areas, and the soil is, in effect, perpetually frozen. There is little
vegetable mold, and plant life is sparse. Steam arises under the hot sun from
the cold, rain-soaked moss,