IN THE ALASKA-YUKON GAMELANDS 



custom either he or the guide carrying a tea- 

 pot and the necessary accessories for the oc- 

 casion. It was the first "kettle-biling" I had 

 done since hunting in New Brunswick, and it 

 didn't seem bad. Passing the Dalton cabin we 

 lumbered down the remaining eight miles to our 

 Kletsan camp, which we found occupied by 

 Dr. J. F. Hill, of Kennecott, and his guides, Con 

 Miller and G. A. Gallup. The pack outfit fol- 

 lowed us in almost immediately. As it was now 

 late in the day it was necessary for us to make 

 camp here, at least for the night, but we informed 

 the genial doctor (to whom, by the way, Harry 

 had a letter of introduction) that we would 

 move on the morrow. This action, however, he 

 refused to tolerate, at the same time telling us 

 that we must remain right where we were until 

 we had finished our hunting; that he had secured 

 two nice rams (one of which a beauty I later 

 photographed with its captor), and that he 

 would feel grossly insulted if we should move. 

 This splendid spirit assured us, so we decided to 

 remain, at least for a few days. Dr. Hill had 

 already finished his sheep hunting, having 

 secured his rams at the head of the Kletsan, 

 near where I got the small ram and ewe, and 

 from now on he intended to hunt only for moose. 

 He informed us that he was due in McCarthy 

 the same day we were (September 16) so it was 

 nice to think we should have his company back. 

 That evening we "mixed medicine" with Dr. 

 Hill around the wigwam until a late hour, during 



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