"The water spoiled a good part of what we had when my sled went through the ice. Do you feel like taking a walk down to Dalton's, Charles, while I finish up these sluice-boxes?"
"Yes," replied Mr. Bradford, "and I might take along one of the boys."
So it was decided1 that Roly and his father should go to the trading-post with Coffee Jack2 for guide.
They set out early in the morning to take advantage of the lowest stage of the river, which, owing to the coolness of the last few days, had fallen considerably3. They were thus enabled to make the fordings without undue4 danger, and found themselves in about three hours at the mouth of the gorge5, having stopped but a moment at each of the camps.
Directly opposite them across the valley, which extended, with a uniform width of about four miles, from Lake Dasar-dee-ash on the east toward a range of lofty peaks far to the west, loomed6 a fine cluster of mountains[224] ribbed with melting snow. By skirting the eastern slopes of these mountains over a new trail made by prospectors7, they would come upon the Dalton trail at Klukshu Lake, and this was the route Mr. Bradford preferred, but Coffee Jack was not familiar with it and desired to follow the old Indian trail to the west of the mountains. Accordingly, they passed out of the gorge along the great dry gravel8 deposit, which they followed in its turn to the right, having first exchanged their rubber boots, with which they could now dispense9, for the stout10 shoes which they had slung11 across their shoulders. The boots were hung in the forks of a clump12 of willows13, where they could easily be found on their return.
Mr. Bradford called Roly's attention to the long stretch of treeless gravel curving to the west.
"It is evident," said he, "that the Kah Sha River once flowed in this westerly course, but having choked itself up by successive accumulations of gravel and boulders14 ejected from the gorge in its spring floods, it now takes the opposite direction and empties into Lake Dasar-dee-ash."
"That's something I never should have thought of," said Roly, with interest, "and it's plain enough, too."
"You can read a good deal of geological history," observed his father, "by keeping your eyes open and noticing simple things. Every boulder15, cliff, and sand-bank[225] has a story to tell of the forces of ice, flood, or fire."
At length Coffee Jack left the low ground, which had become swampy16, and followed a line of foot-hills, where the trail could sometimes be discerned by Mr. Bradford and Roly, but more often not. The young guide walked silently, with his head bent17 and his eyes fixed18 upon the ground.
"No white man would be content with a trail like this," Mr. Bradford remarked. "The white man blazes the trees and looks up for his signs, while the Indian relies upon footprints, faint though they may be, and looks down. I imagine that by their manner of following a trail you may gain an insight into the characteristics of the two races,—the one alert, hopeful, business-like, brainy; the other keen of instinct, easy-going, stealthy, and moody19."
"But what signs does Coffee Jack see?" inquired Roly. "There are plenty of places where I can't see any path, but he goes right along."
"The marks are various," said his father. "It may be that the grass is matted or less vigorous or of an altered hue20 where it has been trodden, or a twig21 may be broken, or a mouldering22 tree-trunk rubbed a little, but I presume that in such a place as this the boy is guided partly by his knowledge that the trail follows the side of these hills at about this height."
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Coffee Jack discovered footprints of the moose and the caribou23 in several places, and took delight in pointing them out to his companions, whose powers of observation he evidently did not rate very high. He gave them, too, a glimpse of a large lake to the northwest which was not on the map.
Late the second afternoon they circled a small lake, swung around the southern slopes of the mountains on their left, and entered the main trail on the summit of the great hill above the Stik village. How changed was the valley of the Alsek since last they looked upon it! Where before were snow and ice now smiled a landscape of rich green. Below them clustered the Indian houses in a grassy24 clearing by the river. The sound of voices and the barking of dogs came plainly up. It was difficult to realize that they were not looking on a white man's village, yet not until they reached the trading-post, now surrounded with the white tents of incoming prospectors, would they see any members of their own race.
Ike Martin received them cordially, and after the sugar and salt had been weighed out he suddenly exclaimed, "By the way, here's something more for you!" and took from the drawer of an old desk a batch25 of letters, which he handed to Mr. Bradford, remarking that an Indian had brought them in with mail for the Thirty-six.
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To say that these were received with delight would be putting it mildly. The wanderers repaired in haste to their tent, where the missives from home were eagerly read; and although the latest letter was just a month old, yet so long had they been exiled that all this news seemed fresh and recent. At home all were well and in good spirits. Knowing how anxious her husband and sons would be for accounts of the war, Mrs. Bradford had sent many clippings from newspapers, which Mr. Bradford and Roly devoured26 with hungry eyes, reading and re-reading them far into the night.
Early next morning, before his father was awake, Roly, acting27 on a hint from Ike, stole over to the Klukshu River where it joins the Alsek, and with red salmon-roe supplied by the obliging storekeeper coaxed28 forth29 half a dozen handsome brook30 trout31. These he supplemented with some of the fresh dandelion leaves which grew abundantly near the storehouse, and the three had a most enjoyable breakfast.
"Better stop at the Stik village," advised Ike, as they were preparing to return. "There's going to be a cremation32, and it'll be worth seeing."
So Mr. Bradford, Roly, and Coffee Jack, with their light packs on their backs, walked leisurely33 down the trail in company with several prospectors. Among their companions were the two nephews of Mrs. Shirley, whom they had assisted at the fords in March.
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"So the ladies gave it up, did they?" said Mr. Bradford, in the course of the conversation.
"Yes," answered one of the young men. "They came as far as Pleasant Camp, but found it best to stop there while we two went in and located claims. We've just been out to the coast with them, and now we're going back to work the claims."
At the village Ike joined them, and others came at intervals34 until the entire white population of the trading-post was present. The body to be burned was that of a young Indian who had died of consumption. Before the house in which he lay, the natives and the white men assembled and awaited the appearance of the family, while dogs of all ages, sizes, and degrees, attracted by the concourse, ran restlessly about the place, barking or quarrelling as their dispositions35 prompted.
At length the door opened, and the female relatives of the deceased issued, both young and old, all bareheaded, and attired36 in their best, though faded, calico dresses. They grouped themselves before the door, and were followed by the men, also evidently dressed in their best. Some of them had wound bright blue or red ribbons around their dark felt hats.
The body was borne out of the house on a rude litter covered with a blanket, and its appearance was the signal for an unearthly chorus of wails37 and lamentations[229] from the women, who continued to howl until the procession was well on its way to the graveyard38, the men, meanwhile, preserving countenances39 of the most unruffled indifference40.
The graveyard was a grassy level containing a row of miniature wooden houses with glass windows and sloping roofs, which looked for all the world like children's playhouses. They were raised about three feet above the ground on stout wooden supports. The storekeeper informed Mr. Bradford and Roly that the ashes of the dead were deposited in boxes in these houses.
As the procession reached the cemetery41, four rifle-shots were fired into the air by those about the corpse42, which was then placed within a pyre of dry spruce logs, made ready to receive it. Fire was applied43 to the pile, and soon the logs were blazing fiercely.
And now into the midst of the flames, to Roly's great surprise, was thrown all the property of the dead Indian, including a good rifle and a watch. However wasteful44 this custom might appear to the white men, they could not but respect the feelings which led these poor children of the wilderness45 to part with treasures to them so valuable. The dead man would need his blankets, his rifle, and his watch in the happy hunting-grounds, and some morsels46 of food for the journey were not forgotten.
Meanwhile the women wailed47 and moaned with the[230] tears streaming down their dark faces, as they sat upon the turf and watched the curling smoke and leaping flames. When Mr. Bradford turned away toward the hill, it was with a feeling that grief is very much the same thing all the world over.
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wasteful
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wilderness
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