CHAPTER XIV 
I engage a Guide—Kenai—Snug Harbour—Grizzly Bears— 
Mount Ilamina—Sea-otter Bows and Arrows—Bidarkis— 
Native Turkish Baths—Devout Indians—Curious Native 
Customs. 
He rose to the occasion always with a smile.—Marcus AURELIUS. 
WAS cooking my lonely meal one morning 
when a stranger came into camp. I asked 
him to sit down and have some food with 
me, and in the course of conversation he said he 
understood that I wanted to get up-country 
after sheep and moose, and that as he knew the 
Kenai Peninsula well, he would accompany me 
if I wished. 
I was sure that Dawson, whom I had brought 
with me from Sitka, would not be able to make 
the trip on account of his frost-bitten feet, so 
after discussing terms I agreed to take this man. 
It was thus I met my friend William Hunter— 
and a truer, better companion no man could 
hope to meet. He was always cheery, always 
smiling, his only fault being, as I afterwards 
discovered, that he snored in his sleep. My 
patent whistle stopped this, however, until by 
arranging to sleep on his side instead of on his 
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