Wilson G. Hunt (sidewheeler) - Mails and Early Rate War On Puget Sound

Mails and Early Rate War On Puget Sound

In October 1858, Wilson G. Hunt was withdrawn from the Fraser River service and the following year plied on Puget Sound under Capt. A.M. Burns, with Daniel B. Foster as purser. Hunt had been chartered by the Olympia steamboat agent John H. Scranton, who held the mail contract for Puget Sound. Previously the mails had been carried by the steamer Constitution but she had been taken off the route to be repaired preparatory to being transferred to San Francisco. The shallow-draft inland steamer Hunt was regarded as being more suitable for the route than the deeper-draft ocean-going Constitution. In July 1859, the sternwheeler Julia Barclay was brought around to Puget Sound from the Columbia River, arriving on July 9 in Olympia, Washington. John H. Scranton had arranged to have her carry the mail contract which he continued to hold. For about a month Captain Burns tried to complete against the Julia on the Olympia to Victoria run, but Julia's mail contract gave her an advantage and when there wasn't enough business to sustain both boats, the Hunt was tied up in Victoria for about a year.

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