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By boat, plane and car, hundreds of Americans were moving last week toward the last great U.S. frontierAlaska. Up the Alaska Highway (1,600 miles from Dawson Creek, B.C. to Fairbanks), through some of the world's most majestic mountains and some of the continent's most unpeopled wilderness, jogged 20 families a day. Their earthly goods were strapped to their cars. They were the new pioneers, the hardiest (or, some old Alaska hands said, the most foolhardy) of the thousands of Americans who constantly deluge Alaskan clubs, hotels and chambers of commerce with requests for data about the Territory. Most...
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