Trailing and camping in Alaska . drowned. Their names were unknownto the McClelland party, and thus all trace of themwas lost. Probably the Valdez postmaster, whenlater he returned their long uncalled for letters, re-ceived anxious ones of inquiry from their friends athome. 76 Trailing and Camping in Alaska We arrived at Copper Center on September 26and found the population decreasing by boat-loadsof the people going down the river. Many hadbuilt cabins, and now had changed their minds andwere going out with the push, as they called thehome-going crowd. Our trip had impressed Captain Abercromb
Trailing and camping in Alaska . drowned. Their names were unknownto the McClelland party, and thus all trace of themwas lost. Probably the Valdez postmaster, whenlater he returned their long uncalled for letters, re-ceived anxious ones of inquiry from their friends athome. 76 Trailing and Camping in Alaska We arrived at Copper Center on September 26and found the population decreasing by boat-loadsof the people going down the river. Many hadbuilt cabins, and now had changed their minds andwere going out with the push, as they called thehome-going crowd. Our trip had impressed Captain Abercrombiewith the fact that a trail into this country was an ab-solute necessity. Although he was enthusiastic be-fore, he was more so now, and it was partly throughhis renewed exertion in behalf of the region thathis name will ever be identified with the opening upof the Copper River country. A few ridiculed theidea of a trail being constructed through thosemountains, claiming that the project was impossiblewithout crossing a ^ CHAPTER VI An Indian once said: You go down river, he help you;you no go same way river go, he no help. He all samewhite man We left our outfits at Copper Center, on Septem-ber 28, and joined Millard, Dal Stevens, NutterBros., Pete Cashman, Jim Finch, Al Hinky andothers in the novelty of boating down the in three row-boats and all pulling oars, thecurrent assisted in shooting us down rapids andaround bends at a ten-mile gait. The sun shone brightly, and the mornings werecrisp, with the thermometer at 18 above. The ridewas fascinating and the Indians waved their oldrags at us as if wishing us God speed, no doubtremarking to each other: Surely the white menare as plentiful in their country as the blades ofgrass! The Indians had been benefited by the generous pot-latches of the whites. They possessed allsorts of guns which would shoot new and unknowngrades of ammunition, that they could not wore all sorts of misfit clothing and
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