We saw a couple of cast-iron stoves (not near each other) in the late 70s, sawed in half, along the Yukon between Dawson Creek and Eagle. Apparently from gold rush prospectors some 70-75 years earlier, two partners would get in a fight and decide to go their separate ways. Neither would give up his half of the stove. And this after having carried it up that incredible trail out of Skagway, etc., etc. Fascinating!