SEA GULLS AT JUNEAU 



terior country, near where the great 

 Yukon lies beyond the coast range. 



But this, too, is Alaska in mid-winter, 

 and very delightful. This boarding 

 house is near the shore of a beautiful 

 little harbor called Funter Bay, and 

 just back of us are the peaks of Snow 

 Mountains some 4,000 feet high. 

 Around a little bend in the bay there 

 will be some fat mallards in the morn- 

 ing, "quacking" away as though they 

 totally ignored the fact that there were 

 near at hand four shot guns, two Win- 

 chesters, and a miscellaneous camp as- 

 sortment of other firearms variously es- 

 timated to be dangerous. 



Now, most any hunter could imagine 

 something like this right at home in 

 Pennsylvania or New York. Just try 

 to imagine it, whether you are a hunter 

 or not ; then complete the picture by 

 imagining me as I write sitting upon 

 the hardest spruce-board stool that man 

 ever constructed, and you have it all, — 

 a little winter camp-life in Alaska 



twenty clays after leaving Philadelphia. 

 There were six of us in all, and one 

 a woman, too, who, accompanied her 

 husband. We left Philadelphia, De- 

 cember 22, 1905, for a trip to some 

 mining properties we had bought in the 

 new placer mining country around Lake 

 Atlin, British Columbia, on the edge of 

 the Northwest .Territory, near where 

 the head waters of the Yukon begin 

 their long journey to Behring Sea, and 

 about 150 miles inland from Skagway 

 on the Alaska coast. We are making 

 it in winter because the trails are hard 

 and the sledding easy, for we are going 

 to take in about a ton of provisions 

 each with which our horses can easily 

 jog along. We shall save many dollars 

 in freight,, and in the summer have our 

 horses for much valuable work. This 

 little sojourn at Funter Bay is a side 

 trip to see a quartz mine, shoot some of 

 the thousands of ducks and a few deer, 

 dig clams at low tide, and catch halibut 

 at any tide. 



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