Last updated: October 26, 2021
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Buildings, Community, and Tourism

NPS photo/S. Millard
Today, buildings in Skagway’s historic district represent a commitment to maintain historical architecture on Broadway and Spring Streets. But immediately after the gold rush, Skagway residents directed their efforts towards the opposite goal. In the aftermath of the rush, Skagway was peppered with hastily built cabins left by fortune seekers. These constructions were considered an eyesore and community-based initiatives effectively dismantled the vacant shacks. As early as 1899 the Chamber of Commerce scheduled a “Skagway Clean-up Day,” a community-wide event to clean yards and streets for the upcoming tourist season. Similarly, businesses turned away from the rough and ready false fronts that served in the sudden flurry of the Klondike. Instead builders added double recessed doors and ornamental designs on commercial structures. The White Pass and Yukon Route Railroad Depot, on 2nd avenue is a nice example of this new generation of sophisticated tastes. Completed in 1900, the building features a Greek revival façade, display windows, embossed tinwork and recessed doors.
NPS photo/S. Spatz
From Stampeders to Cruise Ships
Buildings were not the only new features of post-gold rush Skagway, in the years leading to WWI, the threat of conflict dissuaded visitors from taking a fashionable “European Tour” and attention shifted to vacation spots in other parts of the world. Skagway saw an increase in cruise ships sailing the Lynn Canal, and business started to cater to this new audience. Laura Berton, mother of Pierre Berton, first came through Skagway in 1907 en route to teach kindergarten in Dawson City. When she came back through Skagway in the 1930s she noted:
Skagway had ceased to be the drab little town I had seen on my first trip north. Now it was a village dedicated entirely to preserving the memory of the town’s leading moneymaker, the late Jefferson R. Smith, better known as “Soapy.” In his lifetime, Soapy Smith, a confidence man from Denver, had gouged the Skagway visitors mercilessly…Now the citizens of Skagway were gouging the visitors in his name. Smith had operated a bar in which his luckless victims were fleeced. Now there was a bar containing life-sized dummies of Smith, where the tourists were fleeced at fifty cents admission each. There was also Soapy Smith’s grave, well protected by wire mesh from the souvenir hunters, and Soapy Smith’s regularly freshened blood stain on the wharf, to mark the spot where he had been shot to death by a vigilante named Frank Reid…There were postcards for sale showing Soapy Smith on a white horse and other postcards showing him dying on a white cot. There was a giant painting of his skull on the cliffs above the town, grinning down at the passers-by, so that it was impossible not to be aware of this desperado for a single moment of one’s stay in Skagway. He was, indeed, Skagway’s leading industry. Nay, he was her only one.


Left image
Broadway, Skagway, Alaska 1916.
Credit: NPS, Klondike Gold Rush National Historical Park Library, B4-126-8481
Right image
Broadway, Skagway, Alaska 2013.
Credit: NPS photo/R. Karpilo & S. Venator
Laura Berton touched on one of many gold rush legends that lives on in Skagway, that of the infamous Soapy Smith. Jeff Smiths Parlor, “where the tourists were fleeced at fifty cents admission each,” was the brainchild of a one Martin Itjen, a tourism promoter who was known for his streetcar tours in the 1920s and 1930s. Itjen “the little man with a big wit,” would greet visitors on the dock with his streetcar, taking tourists to see “all points of interest” in town. For two hours, Martin Itjen would entertain with “intentionally bad poetry” describing his own experiences as a fortune-seeker in 1898 and some of the notorious characters from the time. As the tour came to 6th avenue, part of the former business center of Gold Rush Era Skagway, Itjen declared:
In those days, things were booming; the bright lights were aglow,
The city found the gambler and the girls up on the row.
I dug up my monthly fine the same as all the rest.
Nothing was too good for me; I always bought the best…
When the roughneck came to town and brought along his poke,
A few turns at the roulette wheel would send him back home broke.
He got something for his money when he went and bought a dance,
But when he played the roulette wheel, he never had a chance.
You really can’t imagine how good it made me feel,
To win the sucker’s money, then listen to him squeal.
Conditions now are different; things then were not the same,
For the milk of human kindness did not figure in the game.
So I had to change my system; I earn an honest living now.
I drive the Skagway Streetcar for my daily chow.
Every dog must have his day, as everybody knows,
So I cut out the porterhouse and put on working clothes.
Soapy Smith and many more have long since gone to rest,
But I, through honest dealings, with many friends am blessed.
I’m an authorized Ford dealer, an undertaker, with all kinds of supplies,
And hope to be a doctor before many years go by.
In those days, things were booming; the bright lights were aglow,
The city found the gambler and the girls up on the row.
I dug up my monthly fine the same as all the rest.
Nothing was too good for me; I always bought the best…
When the roughneck came to town and brought along his poke,
A few turns at the roulette wheel would send him back home broke.
He got something for his money when he went and bought a dance,
But when he played the roulette wheel, he never had a chance.
You really can’t imagine how good it made me feel,
To win the sucker’s money, then listen to him squeal.
Conditions now are different; things then were not the same,
For the milk of human kindness did not figure in the game.
So I had to change my system; I earn an honest living now.
I drive the Skagway Streetcar for my daily chow.
Every dog must have his day, as everybody knows,
So I cut out the porterhouse and put on working clothes.
Soapy Smith and many more have long since gone to rest,
But I, through honest dealings, with many friends am blessed.
I’m an authorized Ford dealer, an undertaker, with all kinds of supplies,
And hope to be a doctor before many years go by.
NPS photo/S. Spatz
Since the gold rush days of 1897, Skagway has transformed into a town that welcomes thousands of ship passengers each summer. Over the course of over a century, community members have shaped Skagway’s folklore and appearance to introduce newcomers to the area. When winter arrives and Broadway is quiet, you might be able to take a closer look at the buildings on the street and imagine the many layers of Skagway’s history, “intentionally bad poems” not included.


Left image
Skagway Waterfront 1897.
Credit: NPS, KLGO, George & Edna Rapuzzi Collection, KLGO 55745b. Gift of the Rasmuson Foundation.
Right image
Modern photo of Skagway Waterfront.
Credit: NPS photo/R. Karpilo and S. Venator
About This Article
This article was researched and written by Susannah Dowds, the Assistant Historian at Klondike Gold Rush National Historical Park in November 2015. It was originally given as a radio talk. Information was supplied by the following sources:
Berton, Laura. I Married the Klondike. Madeira Park, BC: Lost Moose Publishing, 2005.
Brady, Jeff. Skagway City of the New Century. Skagway, AK: Lynn Canal Publishing, 2013.
Norris, Frank B. Legacy of the Gold Rush: An Administrative History of Klondike Gold Rush
National Historical Park. Anchorage, AK: National Park Service, 1996.
State of Alaska. “Not Seasonally Adjusted Monthly and Annual Unemployment Rates for
Municipality of Skagway 2010 to 2015.” Department of Labor and Workforce Development. Accessed Nov. 2, 2015. http://live.laborstats.alaska.gov/labforce/labdata.cfm?s=26&a=0.