Trailing and camping in Alaska . t a great canyon as its track. There was silence in that camp for awhile, becauseno one felt competent to criticise the remarkablestatement. Even Pete, our dog, had a doubtful ex-pression on his countenance, but it was undesirableto reprimand him in the Colonels presence. Cau-tiously remonstrating to the Colonel the next day, Isaid: 11 Colonel, those visitors are strangers to us, and,while no one can dispute that remarkable occurrence,because you say you were alone at the time, they maybe inexperienced in prospecting, and entertain doubtsabout it. See here, he


Trailing and camping in Alaska . t a great canyon as its track. There was silence in that camp for awhile, becauseno one felt competent to criticise the remarkablestatement. Even Pete, our dog, had a doubtful ex-pression on his countenance, but it was undesirableto reprimand him in the Colonels presence. Cau-tiously remonstrating to the Colonel the next day, Isaid: 11 Colonel, those visitors are strangers to us, and,while no one can dispute that remarkable occurrence,because you say you were alone at the time, they maybe inexperienced in prospecting, and entertain doubtsabout it. See here, he replied, if you dont sit rightdown on strangers at the beginning, they will imposeon you. All young upstarts who come along invari-ably attempt to tell bigger lies than any one else, un-less you knock them out at first, and then hold yourclub over them as long as they are in your , sir! I told that for self-protection, sir! It isa duty I owe to you and our camp, sir! We cantafford to allow ourselves to be imposed on, sir!. Trailing and Camping in Alaska 243 Near the mouth of the Chistochina River an oldIndian grave had washed away and the bones werescattered along the bank. I told Chistochina Char-ley about it, and this nineteen-year-old Indian re-plied: Yep, he bones of my grandmother. Long timegrandmother catchem salmon from Copper River,now Copper River catchem grandmother. We crossed the Gulkana River and camped wheresome Indians were, and they cautioned us to sleepaway from near the firelight, as a white man, whiletraveling along the trail a few days before, had beenshot by an unknown enemy. They suspected thatthree Tananas had done it, because they had heardnight-calls a few nights before. When they crossedthe river the next morning, they had discovered themoccasin tracks of three Indians. As we had seenthe moccasin tracks of three Indians, several timesduring the summer, this verified my first conclusionsin regard to them. I think they were searching fora white ma


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