The attached photo was taken at Beavermouth

A new vault protects the history of Golden

The treasures at the Golden Museum are now protected so the stories are safe to continue.

The new fireproof vault is in use and we are preparing for the inspector to come to make sure that we are treating each of the items in the archives in the safest manner. To that end we are opening boxes that haven’t been opened in a long time and coming across treasures we had forgotten about.

One of those treasurers has to be the little newsletter/newspaper that was printed briefly in Beavermouth, BC in 1927. For those of you who don’t know where Beavermouth is or was, it was 56 km north west of Golden, whose population in 1901 was just 250. Most of those were men who either worked for the Columbia River Lumber Co or the CPR.

The little newspaper came out monthly and the first two issues had only the name “The Beavermouth.” That evolved in a month or so to “The Beavermouth Truth” and then the next month to “The Beavermouth Lyre and Truth.” The paper appears to have been run off on an old Gestetner, which was the way copying was done before the photocopier was invented.

It is evident that whoever the writer was they had quite a sense of humour. I am just going to go through the editions that we have and pick out some of the great little bits of news that were shared.

April 29, 1927 – Some one came into our office the other day and told us that some one had told him that he knew somebody who had a brother who had told him that he knew somebody in this town who used to have what is ordinarily called a wooden wash tub. But since the bottom fell out of said wash tub he is now doing his washing in a wheelbarrow. Who said that there weren’t resourceful people here?

June 13, 1927 – With the advent of warmer weather the swirling waters of Quartz Creek have been gradually rising but they have not yet reached their highest peak of a few hundred years ago when Captain Noah sailed his ark on to Mount Arrowroot and turned loose his two pet mosquitoes because they were too affectionate.

A very exciting game of tennis was played in the City Courts here last Wednesday night at midnight between the Dough-mixers and the Cake-eaters, the former winning to the tune of six all. At half time the score stood at seven goals to one in favor of neither side. Several home runs were hit including one boundary over the pavilion. After the Cake-eaters had bid fourteen in hearts, the Dough-mixers were able to hole out in one with a beautiful mashie shot from the tee. Just before half time one of the Cake-eaters dribbled the ball down the rink, shot the puck into the open net, and knocked down the ten pins and oscillated the bail from the top of the wicket. At this stage the javelin hurler of the Dough-mixers made a hundred yard dash for half a mile, caught the opposing goal-tender enjoying a game of solitaire, shot and missed the basket by three hundred yards. This quite took the pep out of the Cake-eaters and play waxed fast and furious. While making a line drive for the pocket, the cake-eating centre forward completed an unfinished run of 2000. He is still running. After tea, the dough mixer’s guard was declared out leg before the umpire but was caught by the slips, the umpire himself being completely stumped, and afterwards run out by the spectators, and run in by the police.

July 18, 1927 – Our motto—“We aim to please.” Tomorrow we are going to take a little time off for target practice.