American Big Game in its Haunts 



more bear signs, so we soaped the seams of the otter 

 boat, which leaked badly, and set sail for Three 

 Saints Bay, named after Shelikoff's ship. This 

 proved to be a narrow piece of water running far 

 inland, with snow-covered mountain sides, and by 

 far the most beautiful fjord on the island. 



There were no bear signs, however, and a favor- 

 able wind carried us eastward toward Kaluda Bay, 

 where Kidder and Blake were hunting. On our 

 way we stopped at Steragowan, an interesting little 

 village, bought a few stores, and secured some in- 

 teresting stone lamps, and whale spears, with 

 throwing sticks. 



Once in Kaluda Bay, we found Kidder's and 

 Blake's barabara where they made headquarters, 

 and their cook informed us that both sportsmen 

 were many miles up the bay after bear. 



Several years ago there was a flourishing colony 

 of natives at the entrance to Kaluda Bay, but now 

 there are only two hunting barabaras, a broken 

 down chapel, and a good-sized graveyard. The 

 village prospered until one day a dead whale was 

 reported not far from land. All the inhabitants 

 gorged themselves on the putrid blubber, and they 

 died almost to a man. 



The Kadiakers show a good deal of courage in 

 whale hunting. With nothing but their whale 



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