who wants to sell a couple
of Carrier Piaeons? One of
these could qet a messaqe
from here to Cassiar in two
days. The post office could
take a counle of weeks. In-
cidentally, a letter from
Dease Lake took three weeks
to make the seventy-five
miles! Twenty -years ago it
took only two days by doq
team mail. Ah, proaress.

However, many Cassiar res-
idents have relatives,
friends, or other interests
in T.C., so if it would be
of any service to the read-
ers of the Asbestos Sheet,
I'd be glad to keep the news
comina to them.

Nany eventful things have
occurred here in recent days.
Perry lost his trick tooth
in a snowbank when he spit
snooss out of a school
window last Fun !iqht. The
only thing he found outside
was a set of packrat tracks
running from a single tooth-
mark in the snow to a hole
under the "'two-holer'', Since
the hole was under the girls!
side, Perry lost interest in
looking further...on Tuesday
rand Wednesday the Community
‘was honoured by a visit of
distinquised visitors from
the Outside Viorld. Among
them was Naintenance Super-
visor for School District
#67, Ed Michael, who patched
up the dam which provides
the reserve and school with
runnina water, Ve all hope
your effort was successful,
Ed. Another visitor was
Gary Norrison, the Super-
visor of Elementary Educat-
ion, who, amona other less
spectacular pieces of bus-
iness, nave a couple of
impromptu banjo concerts for
the kids in the school. A
qreat time was had by all,
and now Jeanette is pester-
ing me to buy her a banjo
for her birthday. Fat
chance, The last, but not
least, member of the aqroup

was Terry McBurney, our
Supreme Leader, who listened
long and patiently to all
the real or imagined prob-
lems of the local school
staff, all the while prob-
ably rearettina having left
the U of A to head the lar-
gest school district in the
province....Our RCMP con-
stable, Clyde Beatty (yes,
he tames them!) returned
last night from a trip to
the Yukon with his charmina
wife, Barbara, and advised
that the road was the best
he's seen it since arrivina
here last Aunust. I'll take
your word for it, Clyde....
driving would be a lot more
tempting if there was a
reason, but not one moose
has been seen in the country
for many weeks and we've
qot some of the sharpest
hunters you'll ever meet,
lookina everywhere for them,
«elt looks as though our
people are in for a hard
winter, especially for those
like Fanny \loods, who tans
hides to make clothina fron.
the outer coverina of the
big beasts. For sure there']]

- be a shortage of bumauts to

stuff this year, too, and
any of your readers who
haven't tasted this Tahltan
treat just couldn't under-
stand the disaster that a
deficiency of that delicacy,
Stuffed Bumaut, portends to
Kaskans...\le haven't seen a
stranqe face for some time
now, so winter must be here
at last....

The lakes are well frozen
over now and just barely
sprinkled with snow, so the
kids are having a dandy time
skating on them...The River
is still open, but the ice
is coming down thick and
fast, and all boatshave been
pulled in for the winter....
The road to Glenora is aood
going for a four-by-four,and
John ,Sam,Pat,Eric,Pete and |
hone it stays that way. Last

1

month a crazy rainstorm took’
out the Four Mile Creek
bridge and we all had to de-
tour to the mouth of the
creek to cross it. It was a
rough scene, but Johnny

_ McPhee made temporary repairs

to the bridqe in short time.
So thanks, Johnny...Most of
us are pretty well snuqqged-
in for the winter and even
Aanes Ball, who is back home
after being Outside for many
years, is having her house
propanized, Willie "Glook'!
Tashoots, our local strona-
man, is also settled, at
last, into his new house

down there where Drytown used
to be before last summer's
disastrous fire left only
Willie Campbell's and Tom

and Margie Inkster's houses
still standing. (8 houses and
a hundred years of history
blazed away to ashes that

afternoon). Glook's house
was one of the eiaht, and
after his having lived most
of his eiqhty (more or less
nobody knows for sure how
old he is, not even Glook)
years in that house, we all
worried that he miaht de-
cide to spend the winter in
a tent. It seems we worried
for nothina; he's adapted
nicely.

Nearly everyone else who
winters here is back,
except Diamond Lil \hiteside
who is still enjoying the
sunshine and slot-machines
of Reno, Nevada. Roy and
Eva Callbreath haven't been
seen for over a year, and
we all miss these lifelond
residents of T.C. Durina
the byaone years, a cup of
"Aunty" Eva's coffee, a
piece of her delicious apple
pie and a story of the
Good Old Days from Roy, pro-
vided a welcome break in
the lonq ice-bound eveninas.
T.C. will never be the same
without them and the
Diamond C Cafe,

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