Cassiar Lions Academic Awards for Students

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Academie Award plaques were received by:
Paul Caron Gr. 10, Julie Hubbell Gr. 7,

Shelley Overton Gr. 8 and Walter Comper

Gr. 9
Cassiar Lions Swimming Pool

A good portion of the Cassiar people
are now enjoying the Lions Swimming
Pool. Now that school is out for the
summer, the pool will be open from:

2:00 pm - 5:00 pm EVERY AFTERNOON
7:00 pm - 8:30 pm EVERY EVENING

8:30 pm - 9:30 pm EVERY EVENING FOR
ADULTS ONLY.

SWIMMING LESSONS: Swimming lessons will
be started after the July lst week-end.
Sign up for lessons at the Pool,

Sweet young thing: "Can you tattoo a
cat on my knee?"

Tattoo Artist: "We're having a sale
on giraffes this week."

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Do you know where dragon milk comes

from? Short legged cows.
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Bob Wilms, Veteran Prospector
in Cassiar District for 50 Years

"Hey Bob! are you working as usual next
Sunday, May 27th?"

"Nope - going to take a day off!"

"What ts the matter - sick?"

"Nope - am just taking a day off to fix
up a "smorsborg Lunch" and greet some of
our many friends - and then do some serious
“cogitating" on my past 50 years - prospect-
ing in this "Vast and Mineral Rich Cassiar
Mining District" - also spent five years in
the Taku River District, west of here,

When did you first come into thts country?
Well sir, it was a beautiful spring day,
the 23rd day of May, 1923 - when we all got

our first thrilling view of that picture-
sque village of Telegraph Creek - from the
decks of the Barrington Transport River
Boat, the Hazel B #3 and 4 - touching our
40 tons of freight up the Stikine River from
Wrangell Alaska - for the past seven days,
under severe and most hazardous hi-water
river conditions, This town perched on the
side-walls of the Stikine River - stood

out like a jewel, with the Hudson's Bay
buildings in red and white and the Anglican
Church steeple, other buildings in drab
contrast - it was a real welcome sight -
never to be forgotten after our tough

trip up the Stikine River,

One of the high-lights in our Stikine
River navigation took place in the Big
Canyon swirling and boiling down between
shear walls - muddy water filled with debris
and trees. This severe current caught. our
boats and barge load of frieght - tossed
it against the right Canyon Wall and stove
a large hole into it's side, it was imposs-
ible to manuver or tie-up. Looked like we
were done for — but one of my partners Bill
Moody, a small but wiry muscular young man,
backed off on the barge deck - took a flying
run right up that side-wall and grabbed a
twisted little spruce with his right hand
and chinned himself right up to another
one — we threw him a light rope fastened to
a cable which was soon made fast to a
larger spruce tree - then we were able to
assess and repair the hole in the barge,
before it filled and sank - Bill Moody was
the "Hero of our Trip", But in later years
I sometimes wish it had sunk there —- and
saved us a terrible amount of grief in
later years!