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There was a gay dinner party aboard the Dora that night. Afterward, we all attended a dance. There was only one
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white woman in the hall besides my friend and myself ; and we three were belles ! We danced with every man who asked us to dance, to the most wonderful music I have ever heard. One of the musicians played a violin with his hands and a French harp with his mouth, both at the same time-besides making quite as much noise with one foot as he did with both of the instruments together.
There were several good-looking Aleutian girls at the dance. They had pretty, slender figures, would have been considered well dressed in any small village in the states, and danced with exceeding grace and ease.
We went to this dance not without some qualms of various kinds; but we went for the same reason that "Cyanide Bill" told us he had journeyed three times to the shores of the "Frozen Ocean" - "just to see."
Toward midnight a pretty and stylishly gowned young woman came in with an escort and joined in the dan- cing. As she whirled past us, with diamonds flashing from her hands, ears, and neck, my inquiring Scotch friend asked a gentleman with whom she was dancing, "Who is the pretty dark-eyed lady ? We have not seen her before."
She was completely extinguished for some time by his reply, given with the cheerful frankness of the North.
"Oh, that's Nelly, miss. I don't know any other name for her. We just always call her Nelly, miss."
We returned to the steamer, leaving " Nelly " to twinkle on. Our curiosity was entirely satisfied. We went “to see," and we had seen.
Captain Gray might be called " the lord of Unalaska." He is the " great gentleman " of the place. He has for many years managed the affairs of the Alaska Commer- cial Company, and he has acted as host to almost every traveller who has voyaged to this lovely isle.
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After supper, which was served on the steamer at mid- night, we were invited to his home "to finish the evening."
" At one o'clock in the morning!" gasped my com- panion.
" Hours don't count up here," said our captain. "It is broad daylight. Besides, it is the 4th of July. I think we should accept the invitation."
We did accept it, in the same spirit in which it was given, and it was one of the most profitable of evenings. We found a home of comfort and refinement in the farthest outpost of civilization in the North Pacific. The hours were spent pleasantly with good music, sing- ing, and reading ; and delicate refreshments were served.
The sun shone upon my friend's scandalized face as we returned to our steamer. It was nearly five o'clock.
" I know it was innocent enough," said she, "but think how it sounds !- a dance, with only three white women present -not to mention 'Nelly' ! - a midnight supper, and then an invitation to 'finish the evening' ! It sounds like one of Edith Wharton's novels."
" It's Alaska," said the captain. "You want local color -and you're getting it. But let me tell you that you have never been safer in your life than you have been to-night."
"Safe ! " echoed she. "I'm not talking about the safety of it. It's the form of it."
" Form doesn't count, as yet, in the Aleutians," said the captain. "' There's never a law of God or man runs north of fifty-three !'"
" There's surely never a social law runs north of it," was the scornful reply.
The next morning we went to the great warehouses of the company, to look at old Russian samovars. Captain Gray personally escorted us through their dim, cob- webby, high-raftered spaces. There was one long counter
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covered with samovars, and we began eagerly to examine and price them.
The cheapest was twenty-five dollars ; and the most expensive, more than a hundred.
" But they are all sold," added Captain Gray, gloomily.
" All sold !" we exclaimed, in a breath. "What - all ? Every one ? "
" Yes ; every one," he answered mournfully.
" Why, how very odd," said I, " for them all to be sold, and all to be left here."
" Yes," said he, sighing. " The captain of a govern- ment cutter bought them for his friends in Boston. He has gone on up into Behring Sea, and will call for them on his return."
Far be it from me to try to buy anything that is not for sale. I thanked him politely for showing them to us ; and we went on to another part of the warehouse.
We found nothing else that was already "sold." We bought several holy-lamps, baskets, and other things.
" I'm sorry about the samovars," said I, as I paid Captain Gray.
"So am I," said he. Then he sighed. " There's one, now," said he, after a moment, thoughtfully. " I might - Wait a moment."
He disappeared, and presently returned with a perfect treasure of a samovar, - old, battered, green with age and use. We went into ecstasies over it.
" I'll take it," I said. "How much is it?"
" It was twenty-five dollars," said he, dismally. "It is sold."
" How very peculiar," said my companion, as we went away, "to keep bringing out samovars that are sold."
For two years my thoughts reverted at intervals to those "sold " samovars at Unalaska. Last summer I went down the Yukon. At St. Michael I was enter-
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tained at the famous "Cottage" for several days. One day at dinner I asked a gentleman if he knew Captain Gray.
"Of Unalaska ? " exclaimed two or three at once. Then they all burst out laughing.
" We all know him," one said. "Everybody knows him."
" But why do you laugh ?"
"Oh, because he is so ' slick ' at taking in a tourist."
" In what manner ? " asked I, stiffly. I remembered that Captain Gray had asked me if I were a tourist.
They all laughed again.
" Oh, especially on samovars."
My face burned suddenly.
"On samovars ! "
"Yes. You see he gets a tourist into his warehouses and shows him samovar after samovar -fifty or sixty of them - and tells him that every one is sold. He puts on the most mournful look.
"' This one was twenty-five dollars,' he says. ' A captain on a government cutter bought them to take to Boston.' Then the tourist gets wild. He offers five, ten, twenty dollars more to get one of those samovars. He always gets it ; because, you see, Gray wants to sell it to him even worse than he wants to buy it. It always works."
We walked over the hills to Dutch Harbor - once called Lincoln Harbor. There is a stretch of blue water to cross, and we were ferried over by a gentleman having much Fourth-of-July in his speech and upon his breath.
His efforts at politeness are remembered joys, while a sober ferryman would have been forgotten long ago. But the sober ferrymen that morning were like the core of the little boy's apple.
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It was the most beautiful walk of my life. A hard, narrow, white path elimbed and wound and fell over the vivid green hills; it led around lakes that lay in the hol- lows like still, liquid sapphire, set with the pearl of elouds ; it lured through banks of violets and over slopes of trembling bluebells; it sent out tempting by-paths that ended in the fireweed's rosy drifts; but always it led on - narrow, well-trodden, yet oh, so lonely and so still ! Birds sang and the sound of the waves came to us - that was all. Once a little brown Aleutian lad eame whistling around the eurve in the path, stood still, and gazed at us with startled eyes as soft and dark as a gazelle's; but he was the only human being we saw upon the hills that day.
We saw acres that were deep blue with violets. They were large enough to eover silver half-dollars, and their steins were several inehes in length. Fireweed grew low, but the blooms were large and of a deep rose color.
Standing still, we counted thirteen varieties of wild flowers within a radius of six feet. There were the snap- dragon, wild rose, columbine, buttereup, Solomon's seal, anemone, larkspur, lupine, dandelion, iris, geranium, monk's-hood, and too many others to name, to be found on the hills of Unalaska. There are more than two thousand varieties of wild flowers in Alaska and the Yukon Territory. The blossoms are large and brilliant, and they eover whole hillsides and fill deep hollows with beautiful color. The bluebells and violets are exquisite. The latter are unbelievably large ; of a rich blue veined with silver. They poise delieately on stems longer than those of the hot-house flower ; so that we could gather and carry armfuls of them.
The site of Dutch Harbor is green and level. Fronting the bay are the large buildings of the North American
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Commercial Company, with many small frame cottages scattered around them. All are painted white, with bright red roofs, and the town presents a clean and at- tractive appearance.
Dutch Harbor is the prose, and Unalaska the poetry, of the island. There is neither a hotel nor a restaurant at either place. It was one o'clock when we reached Dutch Harbor; we had breakfasted early, and we sought, in vain, for some building that might resemble an " eating-house."
We finally went into the big store, and meeting the manager of the company, asked to be directed to the nearest restaurant.
He smiled.
"There isn't any," he said.
" Is there no place where one may get something to eat ? Bread and milk ? We saw cows upon the hills."
" You would not care to go to the native houses," he re- plied, still smiling. " But come with me."
He led the way along a neat board walk to a residence that would attract attention in any town. It was large and of artistic design.
" It was designed by Molly Garfield," the young man somewhat proudly informed us. "Her husband was con- nected with the company for several years, and they built and lived in this house."
The house was richly papered and furnished. It was past the luncheon hour, but we were excellently served by a perfectly trained Chinaman.
For more than a hundred years the great commercial companies - beginning with the Shelikoff Company - have dispensed the hospitality of Alaska, and have acted as hosts to the stranger within their gates. The managers are instructed to sell provisions at reasonable prices, and to supply any one who may be in distress and unable to pay for food.
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They frequently entertain, as guests of the company they represent, travellers to these lonely places, not be- cause the latter are in need, but merely as a courtesy ; and their hospitality is as free and generous -but not as embarrassing - as that of Baranoff.
That night I sat late alone upon the hills, on a tundra slope that was blue with violets. I could not put my hand down without crushing them. The lights moving across Unalaska were as poignantly interesting as the thoughts that come and go across a stranger's face when he does not know that one is observing.
All the lights and shadows of the vanishing Aleutian race seemed to be moving across the hills, the village, the blue bay.
Scarcely a day has passed that I have not gone back across the blue and emerald water-ways that stretch be- tween, to that lovely place and that luminous hour.
Perhaps, I thought, Veniaminoff may have looked down upon this exquisite scene from this same violeted spot - Veniaminoff, the humble, devout, and devoted missionary, whom I should rather have been than any man or woman whose history I know ; Veniaminoff, who lived -instead of wrote - a great, a sublime, poem.
Unalaska's commercial glory has faded. It was once port of entry for all vessels passing in or out of Behring Sea ; the ships of the Arctic whaling fleet called here for water, coal, supplies, and mail ; during the years that the modus vivendi was in force it was headquarters of the United States and the British fleets patrolling Behring Sea, and lines of captured sealers often lay here at anchor.
During the early part of the present decade Unalaska saw its most prosperous times. Thousands of people waited here for transportation to the Klondike, via St.
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Michael and the Yukon. Many ships were built here, and one still lies rotting upon the ways.
The Greek church is second in size and importance to the one at Sitka only, and the bishop once resided here. There is a Russian parish school, a government day-school, and a Methodist mission, the Jessie Lee Home. The only white women on the island reside at the Home. The bay has frequently presented the appearance of a naval parade, from the number of government and other vessels lying at anchor.
No traveller will weary soon of Unalaska. There are caves and waterfalls to visit, and unnumbered excursions to make to beautiful places among the hills. Especially interesting is Samghanooda, or English, Harbor, where Cook mended his ships ; while Makushin Harbor, on the western coast, where Glottoff and his Russians first landed in 1756, is only thirty miles away.
The great volcano itself is easy of ascent, and the view from its crest is one of the memories of a lifetime. Borka, a tiny village at Samghanooda, is as noted for its Dutch-like cleanliness as Belkoffski is for its filth.
The other islands of the Aleutian chain drift on to westward, lonely, unknown-almost, if not entirely, un- inhabited. Now and then a small trading settlement is found, which is visited only by Captain Applegate, -the last remaining white deep-sea otter hunter, - and once a year by a government cutter, or the Russian priest from Unalaska, or a shrewd and wandering trader.
These green and unknown islands are the islands of my dreams - and dreams do " come true " sometimes. This voyage out among the Aleutians is the most poetic and enchanting in the world to-day; and I shall never be entirely happy until I have drifted on out to the farthest island of Attu, lying within the eastern hemisphere, and watched those lonely, dark women, with the souls of poets
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and artists and the patience of angels, weaving their dreams into ravishing beauty and sending them out into the world as the farewell messages of a betrayed and van- ishing people. As we treat them for their few remaining years, so let us in the end be treated.
Alaska is to-day the centre of the world's volcanic ac- tivity, and the mountainous appearances and disappear- ances that have been recorded in the Aleutian Islands are marvellous and awesome. To these upheavals in the North Pacific and Behring Sea Whidbey's adjectives, " stupendous," "tremendous," and "awfully dreadful," might be appropriately applied.
On July the fourth, 1907, officers of the revenue cutter Mc Culloch discovered the new peak which they named in honor of their vessel. It was in the vicinity of the fa- mous volcano of Joanna Bogoslova, or Saint John the Theologian.
In 1796 the natives of Unalaska and the adjoining islands for many miles were startled by violent reports, like continued cannonading, followed by frightful trem- blings of the earth upon which they stood.
A dense volume of smoke, ashes, and gas descended upon them in a kind of cloud, and shut everything from their view. They were thus enveloped and cannonaded for about ten days, when the atmosphere gradually cleared and they observed a bright light shining upon the sea from thirty to forty miles north of Unalaska. The brave ones of the island went forth in bidarkas and discovered that a small island had risen from the sea to a height of one hundred feet and that it was still rising.
This was the main peak of the Bogosloff group, and it continued to grow until 1825, when it reached a height of about three hundred feet and cooled sufficiently for Rus- sians to land upon it for the first time. The heat was
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still so intense, however, and the danger from running lava so great, that they soon withdrew to their boats.
In the early eighties, after similar disturbances, another peak arose near the first and joined to it by a low isthmus, upon which stood a rock seventy feet in height, which was named Ship-Rock. In 1891 the isthmus sank out of sight in the sea, and a new peak arose.
Since then no important changes have occurred. The peaks themselves remained too hot and dangerous for ex- amination ; but the short voyage out from Unalaska has been a favorite one for tourists who were able to land upon the lower rocks and spend a day gathering speci- mens and studying the sea-lions that doze in polygamous herds in the warmth, and the shrieking murres that nest in the cliffs and cover them like a tremulous gray-white cloud.
Every inch of space on these cliffs seems to be taken by these birds for the creation of life. On every tiniest shelf they perch upright, black-backed and white-bellied, brooding their eggs - although these hot and steamy cliffs are sufficient incubators to bring forth life out of every egg deposited upon them. When the murres are sud- denly disturbed, their eggs slip from their hold and plunge down the cliffs, splattering them with the yellow of their broken yolks.
The last week in July, 1907, I passed close to the Bogosloff Islands, which had grown to the importance of four peaks. Three days later a violent earthquake occurred in this vicinity. Once more dense clouds of smoke descended upon Unalaska and the adjoining islands, and ashes poured upon the sea and land, as far north as Nome, covering the decks of passing steamers to a depth of several inches, and affecting sailors so powerfully that they could only stay on deck for a few moments at a time.
On September the first, the captain and men of the
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whaler Herman, passing the Bogosloff group, beheld a sight to observe which I would cheerfully have yielded several years of life. They saw the two-months-old McCulloch peak burn itself down into the sea, with vast columns of steam ascending miles into the air above it, and the waters boiling madly on all sides. It went down, foot by foot, and the men stood spellbound, watching it disappear. For miles around the sea was violently agi- tated and was mixed with volcanic ash, which also covered the decks, and at intervals steam poured up unexpectedly out of the ocean.
As soon as possible the revenue cutter Buffalo went to the wonderful volcanic group, and it was found that their whole appearance was changed.
There were three peaks where four had been; but whereas they had formerly been separate and distinct islands, they were now connected and formed one island.
This island is two and a half miles long. Perry Peak, which arose in 1906, had increased in height ; and there was a crater-like depression on its south side, around which the waters were continually throwing off vast clouds of steam and smoke. Captain Pond reported that rocks as large as a house were constantly rolling down from Perry Peak, and that the whole scene was one of wonder- ful interest. To his surprise, the colony of sea-lions, which must have been frightened away, had returned, and seemed to be enjoying the steamy heat on the rocks of the main and oldest peak of the group.
The disappearance of McCulloch peak was accompanied by earthquake shocks as far to eastward as Sitka. Makushin, the great volcano of Unalaska, and others, smoked violently, and ashes fell over the Aleutian Islands and the mainland. At the same time uncharted rocks began to make their appearance all along the coast, to the grave danger of navigation.
CHAPTER XXXIX
IN the heart of Behring Sea, about two hundred miles north of Unalaska, lie two tiny cloud and mist haunted and wind-racked islands which are the great slaughter- grounds of Alaska. Here, for a hundred and twenty years, during the short seal season each year, men have literally waded through the bloody gore of the helpless animals, which they have clubbed to death by thousands that women may be handsomely clothed.
The surviving members of Vitus Behring's ill-starred expedition carried back with them a large number of skins of the valuable sea-otter. From that date - 1742- until about 1770 the promyshleniki engaged in such an unresting slaughter of the otter that it was almost exter- minated.
In desperation, they turned, then, to the chase of the fur-seal, and for years sought in vain for the rumored breeding-grounds of this pelagic animal. The islands of St. Paul and St. George were finally discovered in 1786, by Gerassim Pribyloff, who heard the seals barking and roar- ing through the heavy fogs, and, sailing cautiously on, surprised them as they lay in polygamous groups by the million upon the rocky shores.
Pribyloff was the son of a sailor who had accompanied Behring on the St. Peter. He modestly named his price- less discovery " Subov," for the captain and part owner of the trading association for which he worked. He him- self was not engaged in sealing, but was simply the first
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mate of the sloop St. George. The Russians, however, renamed the islands for their discoverer; and happily the name has endured.
St. George Island is ten miles in length by from two to four in width. It is higher than the larger St. Paul. which lies twenty-seven miles farther north, and rises more abruptly from the water.
The temperature of these islands is not low, rarely fall- ing to zero; but the wind blows at so great velocity that frequently for days at a time the natives can only go from one place to another by crawling upon their hands and knees.
To conserve the sealing industry, after the purchase of Alaska, the exclusive privilege of killing seals on these islands was granted to the Alaska Commercial Company for a period of twenty years. When this lease expired in 1890, a new one was made out for a like period to the North American Commercial Company, which still holds possession. The company has agents on both islands, and the government maintains an agent and his assistant on St. Paul Island, and an assistant on St. George, to enforce the terms of the concession.
When the Russians first took possession of the Pribyloff Islands, they brought several hundred Aleutians and established them upon the islands in sod houses, where they were held under the usual slave-like conditions of this abused people. They were miserably housed and fed, received only the smallest wage, - from which they were compelled to contribute to the support of the church, - and were held, against their wishes, upon these dreary and inhospitable shores.
With the coming of the American companies all was changed. Comfortable, clean habitations of frame were erected for them ; their pay was increased from ten to forty cents each for the removal of pelts; schools and
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hospitals were provided, children being compelled to at- tend the former ; and the sale of intoxicating liquors was prohibited. There are between a hundred and fifty and two hundred natives on the islands at present.
The houses are lined with tar paper, painted white, with red roofs, and furnished with stoves. There are streets and large storehouses, and the village presents an at- tractive appearance.
As a result of good care, food, and cleanliness, the natives are able to do twice the amount of work accom- plished by the same number under the old conditions. They are healthier, happier, and more industrious.
The value of the fur-seal catch from the time of the purchase of Alaska to the early part of the present decade was more than thirty-five millions of dollars. In 1903 the yearly catch, however, had dwindled from two millions at the time of discovery to twenty-two thousands.
Indiscriminate and reckless slaughter, and particularly the pelagie sealing carried on by poachers - it being im- possible to distinguish the males fron the females at sea - have nearly exterminated the seals. They will soon be as rare as the sea-otter, which vanished for the same shame- less reasons. In the government's lease it is provided that not more than one hundred thousand seals shall be taken in a single year ; but of recent years the catch has fallen so far short of that number that the annual rental, which was first set at sixty thousand dollars, has had a sliding, diminishing seale until it has finally reached twelve thousand dollars.
Great trouble has been experienced with pelagic sealers. Pelagic sealing means simply following the seals on their way north and killing them in the deep sea before they reach the breeding-grounds. There have been American poachers, but the majority have been Canadians. The United States government at first claimed exclusive rights
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to the seals, and patrolled the waters of Behring Sea, as inland waters, frequently seizing vessels belonging to other nations.
The matter, after much bitter feeling on both sides, was finally submitted to the "Paris Tribunal," which did not allow our claim to exclusive sealing rights in Behring Sea. It, however, forbade pelagic sealing within a zone of sixty miles of the Pribyloff islands.
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