From "Taku River to "Taylor Bay 



charge icebergs, is rounded like a brow, smooth- 

 looking in general views, but cleft and furrowed, 

 nevertheless, with chasms and grooves in which the 

 light glows and shimmers in glorious beauty. The 

 granite walls of the fiord, though very high, are not 

 deeply sculptured. Only a few deep side canons with 

 trees, bushes, grassy and flowery spots interrupt their 

 massive simplicity, leaving but few of the cliffs ab- 

 solutely sheer and bare like those of Yosemite, Sum 

 Dum, or Taku. One of the side canons is on the left 

 side of the fiord, the other on the right, the tributa- 

 ries of the former leading over by a narrow tide- 

 channel to the bay next to the eastward, and by a 

 short portage over into a lake into which pours a 

 branch glacier from the great glacier. Still another 

 branch from the main glacier turns to the right. 

 Counting all three of these separate fronts, the width 

 of this great Taylor Bay Glacier must be about seven 

 or eight miles. 



While camp was being made, Hunter Joe climbed 

 the eastern wall in search of wild mutton, but found 

 none. He fell in with a brown bear, however, and got 

 a shot at it, but nothing more. Mr. Young and I 

 crossed the moraine slope, splashing through pools 

 and streams up to the ice-wall, and made the inter- 

 esting discovery that the glacier had been advancing 

 of late years, ploughing up and shoving forward 

 moraine soil that had been deposited long ago, and 

 overwhelming and grinding and carrying away the 

 forests on the sides and front of the glacier. Though 

 not now sending off icebergs, the front is probably 



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