CHAPTER XVI 



GLACIER BAY 



WHILE Stickeen and I were away, a Hoona, 

 one of the head men of the tribe, paid Mr. 

 Young a visit, and presented him with porpoise-meat 

 and berries and much interesting information. He 

 naturally expected a return visit, and when we called 

 at his house, a mile or two down the fiord, he said his 

 wives were out in the rain gathering fresh berries to 

 complete a feast prepared for us. We remained, how- 

 ever, only a few minutes, for I was not aware of this 

 arrangement or of Mr. Young's promise until after 

 leaving the house. Anxiety to get around Cape Wim- 

 bledon was the cause of my haste, fearing the storm 

 might increase. On account of this ignorance, no 

 apologies were offered him, and the upshot was that 

 the good Hoona became very angry. We succeeded, 

 however, in the evening of the same day, in explaining 

 our haste, and by sincere apologies and presents made 

 peace. 



After a hard struggle we got around stormy Wim- 

 bledon and into the next fiord to the northward 

 (Klunastucksana Dundas Bay). A cold, drenching 

 rain was falling, darkening but not altogether hiding 

 its extraordinary beauty, made up of lovely reaches 

 and side fiords, feathery headlands and islands, beauti- 

 ful every one and charmingly collocated. But how it 

 rained, and how cold it was, and how weary we were 



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