. Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields .... le wewere holding on to the branches, hauling our boat alongthe bank. This was slowr progress, but we won, and weresoon on a sand beach with the tow rope and pole, pushingup stream. When we started out in the morning we little knewwhat we had to go through before we camped for thenight. We passed what they call an Indian village, con-sisting of a cache, a tent, a shed, a row of drying poles fordrying fish, and a log shack. I called it a summer shed
. Capt. J. D. Winchester's experience on a voyage from Lynn, Massachusetts, to San Francisco, Cal., and to the Alaskan gold fields .... le wewere holding on to the branches, hauling our boat alongthe bank. This was slowr progress, but we won, and weresoon on a sand beach with the tow rope and pole, pushingup stream. When we started out in the morning we little knewwhat we had to go through before we camped for thenight. We passed what they call an Indian village, con-sisting of a cache, a tent, a shed, a row of drying poles fordrying fish, and a log shack. I called it a summer shed was what they used before they got tents to live 174 TO THE ALASKAN GOLD FIELDS. under in the summer, when it is fishing time. The cacheis used for winter fishing, when the fish is frozen as soonas caught and put in the cache, where it remains frozen theyear round. The summer fish consist of salmon, which are split andhung over the holes to dry; sometimes a little smoke isused to drive off the insects, which, when they have noth-ing else, live on raw salmon. The place we passed was afine location and the Indians seemed CHAPTER X. ON THE WAY TO ARCTIC CITY. HUNTING FOR TREATS ISLAND. TRADING WITH THE INDIANS. THE MARY ANN MEETS WITH AN ACCIDENT.—MISHAPS IN TOWING. WE REACH HUGHES BAR AND SEE OUR FIRST GOLD. We got pretty well up the river and were looking forTreats Island, when about six oclock we saw a largeopening turning off to the right, and thought it worth ourwhile to camp here and investigate. We landed on thepoint, which was quite high land with a low, swampy sortof meadow, and a creek running into it. On the otherside was what we took for a wide river, but which I didnot feel was the one we were looking for. We pitched our tent, cooked and ate our supper, afterwhich we were surprised by the Serenes coming up to thesame point and making fast. They talked with us aboutthis river, believing it to be the one they were looking forso we planned to try it next mo
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