^he Stickeen Glaciers 



passing over the brow of the cataract, and how they 

 were welded. 



The weather was now clear, opening views accord- 

 ing to my own heart far into the high snowy fountains. 

 I saw what seemed the farthest mountains, perhaps 

 thirty miles from the front, everywhere winter-bound, 

 but thick forested, however steep, for a distance of at 

 least fifteen miles from the front, the trees, hemlock 

 and spruce, clinging to the rock by root-holds among 

 cleavage joints. The greatest discovery was in meth- 

 ods of denudation displayed beneath the glacier. 



After a few more days of exhilarating study I re- 

 turned to the river-bank opposite Choquette's land- 

 ing. Promptly at sight of the signal I made, the kind 

 Frenchman came across for me in his canoe. At his 

 house I enjoyed a rest while writing out notes; then 

 examined the smaller glacier fronting the one I had 

 been exploring, until a passing canoe bound for Fort 

 Wrangell took me aboard. 



