A VANISHING CITY
The Western world, too. has a viroished city, great in song and story, empty as Messina, ohanged as Troy. Not that Nome ever quite captured a place in the real world like that of the ancient cities. From the first, the snowy mecca of. the mining world was an unsubstantial way station of El Dorado. "Aw gwan," small boys used to say, when uncles with tall stories o£ the Nome of 1900 with its 15,000 fortune hunters, came home, "ain't no such place as Nome." But there was, crammed with gold-seek-ers from the five continents. There is no more, for the steamer Victoria, the last of the season, brought away from Name 350 passengers. Only 200 people remained, and many of them were Indians and Eskimos, there before the Quest of the Golden Fleece, and there to smile at the retreat of the Argonauts. Empty shacks and quiet trails; but somewhere else, in • Siberia maybe, now Nomes aro in the making. Nomcai there will always he.
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Evening Post, Volume CI, Issue 14, 17 January 1921, Page 8
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169A VANISHING CITY Evening Post, Volume CI, Issue 14, 17 January 1921, Page 8
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