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Updated: June 10, 2025
"It's a thousand miles, I'm sayin' an' most of the trail unbroke, but I bet any chechaquo anything he wants that Daylight makes Dyea in thirty days." "That's an average of over thirty-three miles a day," Doc Watson warned, "and I've travelled some myself. A blizzard on Chilcoot would tie him up for a week."
They jeered and scoffed at everything, and insulted every chechaquo they met along the way. At No. 23 the stakes ceased. The remainder of the creek was open for location. "Moose pasture," sneered Kink Mitchell. But Bill gravely paced off five hundred feet up the creek and blazed the corner-stakes.
He did not love Jean; but he liked the man, and trusted and respected him for his all-round ability and competence. "Ye es," said Jean, slowly, to the moneyed chechaquo who had purchased Jan, "tha' Jan, hee's ther bes' lead dog ever I see, an' I've handled some. But ef you take my word, Mister Beeching, you won' ask Jan to take no other place than lead in your team.
He saw the tent the instant he struck it, carrying away the corner guys, bursting in the front flaps, and fetching up inside, still on top of the tarpaulin and in the midst of his grub-sacks. The tent rocked drunkenly, and in the frosty vapour he found himself face to face with a startled young woman who was sitting up in her blankets the very one who had called him chechaquo at Dyea.
"It was a mercy you did not overturn the stove," she said. He followed her glance and saw a sheet-iron stove and a coffee-pot, attended by a young squaw. He sniffed the coffee and looked back to the girl. "I'm a chechaquo," he said. Her bored expression told him that he was stating the obvious. But he was unabashed. "I've shed my shooting-irons," he added.
While they were racing for a million, at least half a million had been staked by others on the outcome of the race. No one had bet on Smoke, who, despite his several known exploits, was still accounted a chechaquo with much to learn. As daylight strengthened, Smoke caught sight of a sled ahead, and, in half an hour, his own lead-dog was leaping at its tail.
"But what about the sled and the team?" whined Harry, as he and Beeching hobbled up the gangway of the waiting steamer, bound for luxury and civilization. It may be Harry had thought of these as one of his hard-earned perquisites. "Oh, to blazes with the sled and dogs!" cried Chechaquo Beeching. "The town's welcome to 'em, for all I care." Generous man!
At Windy Arm, Stine arbitrarily dispossessed Kit of the steering-sweep and within the hour wrecked the boat on a wave-beaten lee shore. Two days were lost here in making repairs, and the morning of the fresh start, as they came down to embark, on stern and bow, in large letters, was charcoaled 'The Chechaquo. Kit grinned at the appropriateness of the invidious word.
"What's chechaquo mean?" Kit asked. "You're one; I'm one," was the answer. "Maybe I am, but you've got to search me. What does it mean?" "Tender-foot." On his way back to the beach Kit turned the phrase over and over. It rankled to be called tender-foot by a slender chit of a woman.
She turned to the man beside her and indicated Kit. The man glanced him over with the same amused contempt. "Chechaquo," the girl said. The man, who looked like a tramp in his cheap overalls and dilapidated woollen jacket, grinned dryly, and Kit felt withered though he knew not why. But anyway she was an unusually pretty girl, he decided, as the two moved off.
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