In the depths of December, 1931, an enigmatic loner calling himself Albert Johnson shot and injured a policeman near the Rat River, not far from Aklavik. He then led authorities on a two-month goose-chase that was broadcast via radio around the world. As the sign beside his grave says, “With howling huskies, dangerous trails, frozen nights, the posse finally caught up with him.” Still, before he was finally slain, Johnson managed to shoot two more policemen, killing one. Even after death, his legend grew: His corpse carried some $2,000, but lacked clues as to who he really was, where he’d come from, or why he seemed hellbent to kill. 

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