"Travels in Alaska 



"Well," replied Toyatte, "if you preach to them, 

 you must not call on me to pray, because I cannot 

 pray for Auks." 



"But the Bible says we should pray for all men, 

 however bad they may be." 



"Oh, yes, I know that, Mr. Young; I know it very 

 well. But Auks are not men, good or bad, — they are 

 dogs." 



It was now nearly dark and quite so ere we found 

 a harbor, not far from the fine Auk Glacier which de- 

 scends into the narrow channel that separates Doug- 

 las Island from the mainland. Two of the Auks fol- 

 lowed us to our camp after eight o'clock and inquired 

 into our object in visiting them, that they might carry 

 the news to their chief. One of the chief's houses is 

 opposite our camp a mile or two distant, and we con- 

 cluded to call on him next morning. 



I wanted to examine the Auk Glacier in the morn- 

 ing, but tried to be satisfied with a general view and 

 sketch as we sailed around its wide fan-shaped front. 

 It is one of the most beautiful of all the coast glaciers 

 that are in the first stage of decadence. We called on 

 the Auk chief at daylight, when he was yet in bed, but 

 he arose goodnatu redly, put on a calico shirt, drew a 

 blanket around his legs, and comfortably seated him- 

 self beside a small fire that gave light enough to show 

 his features and those of his children and the three 

 women that one by one came out of the shadows. All 

 listened attentively to Mr. Young's message of good- 

 will. The chief was a serious, sharp-featured, dark- 

 complexioned man, sensible-looking and with good 



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