1h CONG de +. eaies Good llop Lake to build same as Atlin qrage. [!/hen I star- ted to build there was only tents there and “Ir. Jack Shaw was the forman in Good Ilop Lake I qet 8 men working and I was the carninter forman. Mr. Jock Morris was District: Supertendent at that time all. the picturs you'll see is painted in white, its all my work, I finish huilding December 20, 1956. Then I move back to Atlin and work stedyu up tell 1961 I take il] and I was send to Edmonton. There I go operation and wher I com hack to mu work 1962, I cant do any more heavy work ‘so I quit working for the Jept. of Highways after 9 years of working. - Then I move to where my daughters ar at Cassiar and in the fall of Auaust 1963 I qo out again as cook for “fr. Frank Stewart, the bia qane outfitter. I was out for 40 _ days then after I finish stay.. ‘f' had a little cabin. It was restless for me because I have nothing to do all winter. The the favlina summer 1964 July, I was down at the Cassiar wood cann rhore my son in law Marris Pete and Clemens Pcte cutting wood for Cassiar. I was staying with them when Mr. Van hill come down and tells me that theyr cockery managez James Revard wants to see me. so I come up to Cassiar July 1964 and Mr. Revard ask me if I want to work so I take jop as janitor for $1 an hour I work four vears for Cordner Hubert and Bond Ltd., they ar the ones who oncrated the . Cassiar Cookery at that time uhtill the steel union take over and I work 1/2 years for Cassiar Asbestos Cornora- tion Ltd. 1972. Then I finly ritared at the age of 69 years old. My last up to Sentember 15, birth day was April 26, 1972.. I surly will miss my work as I bieng working all my life. But ther is times vou or I will have to quit work. The End. --Johnny T. Jack CasSiar, B.C. eee Johnny Jack has been desert- bed as a humanttartian and everyone's frtend. Hts supervisor wrote when Johnnu retired, "He ts retiring (over 65). He was always a very good employee, very dependable". HHE RK EK S MORE HUNTING STORIES _— GOING HUNTING aie f vf £8444 poh gales a aioe o = d “ "Okay! ee cen up," yell- ed Travis' mother. "T was just about to, hesi- des it's Saturdav." "I don't care what day it is. You gotta qcet out there and start plowing them corn fields." "All right! But today I'm spending most of my time hun- ting me a fat moose. plentiful around these parts this time of year." "They might he, hut you're plowvina those corn field Fite? "Oh well, I quess I should, but I still ‘don't want to." "Very fussy this morning aren't you.” "Oh mom, Llllrum, gee it Sure is hot today. Sure am qlad I only have a few more rows to plow. There, done. They is Boy, now's my chance to hunting: Better qet my qun and call Brownie. Were Drow- nie, here hoy, come on boy, we're going hunting." MERGE, “PREP re "Good boy, Okay let's go." As they were halfway into the woods they heard a rustlina in the bushes. "Oh .boy here's our chance, - qaulet bou, ready, aim fire! Gee, I wonder if I hit him. Hey Brownie did I hit him." ““"Rrrrf, rrrrf." "Now! look at that, a full size bull moose. “Sure am gonna keep his antlers. Poy, mom's really gonna be proud of me." And Travis proved to be right. "Oh Travis I'm so proud of you." “Thanks mom, thanks." ao Margaret Jones, Grade 6 Casstar School 3 4 & sk ve ses: ate ve ss s': ss sie The following ts a story told by an Anglican Bishop who spent many years in _ northern Ontario mints tering. to the Indians. rire, It seems that the hero of our story was a very clever young man who had studied hard at school and now was attending university to become an electrical engineer, ie was spending his sum- mer vacation visiting his family up north on the reser- vation. On the final day of his vacation he went down to the river to fish. Fishing and hunting were the things he loved to do. While standing on the river bank he noticed a num- ber of large carp swimming idly around and he bent over to get a better look at them. As he did so his wallet whict was in his shirt pocket, fell into the water, and it was very important that he retri- CONE’ deciece