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I shall Hot be here at the house much next winter, and I could not take 

 enough observations to make it worth while sending a chronometer. 



I want good white flour, good strong black tea, and good calico. We 

 have impressed the natives that we are a superior class of beings because 

 our goods are so much superior to the trash supplied by the trade ships. 

 One poor native got ten sacks of flour full of maggots, this year, and he 

 traded fawn skins for our good flour to get his baby food. I want the best 

 baking powder, for private use, as making yeast bread is too much bother. 

 If I did not order rice, send 100 Ibs., as we'are out. 



A family came back with a sick baby that died before I could do anything 

 for it, if it had been possible. I am the doctor to these people. I dress 

 cuts, cure boils. When in doubt, I always administer a powerful black pill. 

 Never fails to cure ! The natives are " on to " them, and always laugh when 

 I give them out. When the baby died, I gave the family a few yards of 

 white calico for a winding-sheet. Afterwards they gave me a fox skin, 

 and cut their only buckskin (for boot soles) in two, as I had none for my 

 kamicks. 



We are going to have a big Hula-Hula dance here before Captain 

 Mikkelsen goes. It is really an interesting function. I do not understand 

 the significance of the various dances, but hope to, as I learn the language 

 better. I wish I could bring Sachawachick down to civilization. He is very 

 intelligent and eagerly listens to my explanations of the pictures in the 

 magazines. The exclamation of amazement is " A-ka-ga," and many come 

 from him as we turn the pages over. He was greatly amused over a picture 

 and description of a skunk, and our automobiles and airships fill him with 

 wonder. The " Kabloona savy plenty," according to him. 



I have offered a sack of flour for each mountain sheep skin they bring in, 

 and may have forty or fifty to pay for. Lots of cariboo meat is cached 

 inland. I said that no native who lets meat spoil while hunting for skins 

 (as they often do and go hungry later) would receive a bit of food from me. 

 Consequently, every native (eight families now here, one more to 'come in) 

 as'sures me that he has cached all his meat. I weigh 185 Ibs. with clothes, 

 and am living on cariboo steaks and ducks ; we have more dried and canned 

 fruit than I can get rid of ; butter for two years, lots of pemmican for field use, 

 plenty of coffee (I don't use it often); but are shorten tea, sugar, baking 

 powder, and rice. The flour will be all gone by August. 



I have another patient now. Sacha's favourite boy (another) is down with 

 diarrhoea and fever, and I again suspect typhoid. As Sacha has been so 

 good I shall delay my trip into the mountains for a few days until the boy is 

 well, or dead. Sacha was gone for three weeks with Mikkelsen and would 

 have nothing for his service. He does my trading now, and was very much 

 disturbed when I paid a whole sack of flour for a fawn skin. Said I could 

 have got it for much less. 



Please send up a lot of chewing gum. At the big dance yesterday all 

 jaws were going full speed, with a cracking like a Catling gun. Thirty souls 

 (natives and three white men) in our house. All hands danced solos and 

 duets, from babies to the old women. The older they are the more they 



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