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gaunt rocks of Cape Resurrection pointed the narrow 

 entrance of Resurrection Bay. On the left we could see 

 some of the numerous mouths of the great Kenai Glacier 

 which covers the mountain tops of the Kenai Peninsula, 

 on the western side of which we were to do our last hunt- 

 ing. Up the long stretch of beautiful Resurrection Bay 

 we sailed until the Httle town of Seward was in sight and 

 we made fast, without further accident, to the pier at the 

 foot of the main street. 



It was the twenty-sixth day of September when we 

 stepped off the ''Abler" for the last time. Our long 

 voyage of two months and a half had taken us more than 

 4,400 miles through both good and evil fortune in various 

 details of the journej^, but in spite of everything that 

 had at times seemed destined to prevent us from attain- 

 ing our objects we had succeeded in accomplishing prac- 

 tically everything that we set out to do. It was with 

 feelings akin to regret that we said good-bye to the 

 good fellows on the schooner: Kleinschmidt, the Borns, 

 the captain and the mate, who had each in some way 

 contributed to make our cruise successful. 



There is sometimes disagreement among men who are 

 associated at hazard in such enterprises, and we on the 

 *' Abler" were by no means inunune from it. There were 

 conflicting interests on board and quarrels were as fre- 

 quent and as gusty as the sudden storms of the Arctic in 

 summer. But they blew over quickly and when we left 

 we grasped the hand of each man with honest good 

 feeling. 



As a farewell token we sent on board a case of whisky 

 and a case of port of which to make ''smotherins" and as 

 a consequence the ''Abler" did not sail for two days. 

 "It's blowing too hard outside," Captain Larsson would 



