The Mystery on Alaska's Iditarod Trail

the United States. We’ll see our fair share of
glaciers and mountains, just be patient.”
“Even I knew that,” Christina said under her
breath to Grant, so her grandparents couldn’t hear.
Grant kicked her foot under the table.
“Hey kiddos, let’s all fight nice,” Mimi said.
<strong>The</strong> waitress approached the table and asked
with a cheery smile, “So, will you folks be having our
Gold Dust soup this evening?”
“Wow! What’s that?” Grant asked, forgetting
his usual shyness around strangers.
“Haven’t you heard that gold rush story?” the
waitress asked, then continued when they all shook
their heads. “Well, back in the days of the Gold
Rush that started in 1872, it has been said that a
restaurant owner earned more money than most of
the prospectors by serving his Gold Dust Soup.”
“What’s a prospector?” Grant asked.
“Those were the folks who came in hopes of
discovering gold,” Mimi said
“That’s right,” said the waitress. “Anyway,
the restaurant owner kept a pot of soup boiling on
the stove,” she continued, “And each time a
prospector would pay for his dinner with gold dust,
the restaurant owner would measure the dust with
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