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never loses its novelty. One can say to one's self every morning: 'There's that little matter to decide now about getting up. Shall I, or shall I not ?' I have been to Alaska three times, but I've never seen Ketchikan. Other places are seen and admired and forgotten ; but it remains forever -unseen. . Now, I'll go and give an order to be called at half-past six, to see this wonderful thing at Ketchikan !"
I looked around for her as I went down the slushy deck the next morning on the stroke of seven ; but she was not in sight. It was raining heavily and steadily - a cold, thick rain ; the wind was so strong and so changeful that an umbrella could scarcely be held.
Alas for the captain ! Out of his boasted two hundred passengers, there came forth, dripping and suspicious- eyed, openly scenting a joke, only four women and one man. But the captain was undaunted. He would listen to no remonstrances.
" Come on, now," he cried, cheerfully, leading the way. " You told me you came to Alaska to see things, and as long as you travel with me, you are going to see all that is worth seeing. Let the others sleep. Anybody can
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sleep. You can sleep at home ; but you can't see what I am going to show you now anywhere but in Alaska. Do you suppose I would get up at this hour and waste my time on you, if I didn't know you'd thank me for it all the rest of your life ? "
So on and on we went ; up one street and down another ; around sharp corners; past totem-poles, saloons, stylish shops, windows piled with Indian baskets and carvings ; up steps and down terraces ; along gravelled roads ; and at last, across a little bridge, around a wooded curve, -and then -
Something met us face to face. I shall always believe that it was the very spirit of the woods that went past us, laughing and saluting, suddenly startled from her morning bath in the clear, amber-brown stream that came foaming musically down over smooth stones from the moun- tains.
It was so sudden, so unexpected. One moment, we were in the little northern fishing- and mining-town, which sits by the sea, trumpeting its commercial glories to the world ; the next, we were in the forest, and under the spell of this wild, sweet thing that fled past us, returned, and lured us on.
For three miles we followed the mocking call of the spirit of the brown stream. Her breath was as sweet as the breath of wild roses covered with dew. Never in the woods have I been so impressed, so startled, with the feel- ing that a living thing was calling me.
We could find no words to express our delight as we climbed the path beside the brown stream, whose waters came laughingly down through a deep, dim gorge. They fell sheer in sparkling cataracts; they widened into thin, singing shallows of palest amber, clinking against the stones ; narrow and foaming, they wound in and out among the trees ; they disappeared completely under wide
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sprays of ferns and the flat, spreading branches of trees, only to " make a sudden sally " farther down.
At first we were level with them, walked beside them, and paused to watch the golden gleams in their clear depths ; but gradually we climbed, until we were hundreds of feet above them.
Down in those purple shadows they went romping on to the sea ; sometimes only a flash told us where they curved ; other times, they pushed out into open spaces, and made pause in deep pools, where they whirled and eddied for a moment before drawing together and hurrying on. But always and everywhere the music of their wild, sweet, childish laughter floated up to us.
In the dim light of early morning the fine mist of the rain sinking through the gorge took on tones of lavender and purple. The tall trees climbing through it seemed even more beautiful than they really were, by the touch of mystery lent by the rain.
I wish that Max Nonnenbruch, who painted the adorable, compelling " Bride of the Wind," might paint the elfish sprite that dwells in the gorge at Ketchikan. He, and he alone, could paint her so that one could hear her impish laughter, and her mocking, fluting call.
The name of the stream I shall never tell. Only an unimaginative modern Vancouver or Cook could have bestowed upon it the name that burdens it to-day. Let it be the " brown stream" at Ketchikan.
If the people of the town be wise, they will gather this gorge to themselves while they may ; treasure it, cherish it, and keep it " unspotted from the world " - yet for the world.
Metlakahtla means "the channel open at both ends." It was here that Mr. William Duncan came in 1857, from England, as a lay worker for the Church Mission Society.
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It had been represented that existing conditions among the natives sorely demanded high-minded missionary work. The savages at Fort Simpson were considered the worst on the coast at that time, and he was urged not to locate there. Undaunted, however, Mr. Duncan, who was then a very young man, filled with the fire and zeal of one who has not known failure, chose this very spot in which to begin his work -among Indians so low in the scale of human intelligence that they had even been accused of cannibalism.
Port Simpson was then an important trading-post of the Hudson Bay Company. It had been established in the early thirties about forty miles up Nass River, but a few years later was removed to a point on the Tsimpsian Penin- sula. In 1841 Sir George Simpson found about fourteen thousand Indians, of various tribes, living there. He found them "peculiarly comely, strong, and well-grown remarkably clever and ingenious."
They carved neatly in stone, wood, and ivory. Sir George Simpson relates with horror that the savages fre- quently ate the dead bodies of their relatives, some of whom had died of smallpox, even after they had become putrid. They were horribly diseased in other ways; and many had lost their eyes through the ravages of smallpox or other disease. They fought fiercely and turbulently with other tribes.
Such were the Indians among whom Mr. Duncan chose to work. He was peculiarly fitted for this work, being possessed of certain unusual qualities and attributes of character which make for success.
The unselfishness and integrity of his nature made themselves visible in his handsome face, and particularly in the direct gaze of his large and intensely earnest blue eyes ; his manners were simple, and his air was one of quiet command; he had unfailing cheerfulness, faith, and
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that quality which struggles on under the heaviest dis- couragement with no thought of giving up.
His word was as good as his bond; his energy and enthusiasm were untiring, and he never attempted to work his Indians harder than he himself worked. The entire absence of that trait which seeks self-praise or self- glory, - in fact, his absolute self-effacement, his devotion of self and self-interest to others, and to hard and humble work for others, - all these high and noble parts of an unusual and lovable character, added to a most winning and attractive personality, gradually won for young Will- iam Duncan the almost Utopian success which many others in various parts of the world have so far worked for in vain.
The Indians grew to trust his word, to believe in his sincerity and single-heartedness, to accept his teachings, to love him, and finally, and most reluctantly of all, to work for him.
At first only fifty of the Tsimsheans, or Tsimpsians, accompanied him to the site of his first community settle- ment. Here the land was cleared and cultivated ; neat two-story cottages, a church, a schoolhouse, stores on the cooperative plan, a saw-mill, and a cannery, were erected by Mr. Duncan and the Indians. At first a corps of able assistants worked with Mr. Duncan, instructing the Indians in various industries and arts, until the young men were themselves able to carry along the different branches of work, -such as carpentry, shoemaking, cabinet building, tanning, rope-making, and boat building. The village band was instructed by a German, until one among them was qualified to become their band-master. The women were taught to cook, to sew, to keep house, to weave, and to care for the sick.
Here was a model village, an Utopian community, an ideal life, - founded and carried on by the genius of one
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young, simple-hearted, high-minded, earnest, and self- devoted English gentleman.
But William Duncan's way, although strewn with the full sweet roses of success, was not without its bitter, stinging thorns. Mr. Duncan was not an ordained min- ister, and in 1881 it was decided by the Church of Eng- land authorities who had sent Mr. Duncan out, that his field should be formed into a separate diocese, and as this decision necessitated the residence of a bishop, Bishop Ridley was sent to the field -a man whose name will ever stand as a dark blot upon the otherwise clean page whereon is written the story which all men honor and all men praise - the story of the exalted life-work of William Duncan.
Mr. Duncan, being a layman, had conducted services of the simplest nature, and had not considered it advisable to hold communion services which would be embarrassing of explanation to people so recently won from the customs of cannibalism. Bigoted and opinionated, and failing utterly to understand the Indians, to win their confidence, or to exercise patience with them, Bishop Ridley declined to be under the direction of a man who was not ordained, and criticised the form of service held by Mr. Duncan. The latter, having been in sole charge of his work for more than thirty years, and being conscious of its full and unusual results, chafed under the Bishop's supervision and superintendence.
In the meantime, seven other missions had been estab- lished at various stations in southeastern Alaska. The Bishop undertook to inaugurate communion services. This was strongly opposed by Mr. Duncan, and he was supported by the Indians, who were sincerely attached to him, the Society in England sympathizing with the Bishop. Friction between the two was ceaseless and bitter, and continued until 1887. This has been given out as the
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cause of the withdrawal of Mr. Duncan to New Met- lakahtla; but his own people-graduates of Eastern universities-claim that it is not the true reason. He and his Indians had for some time desired to be under the laws of the United States, and in 1887 Mr. Duncan went to Washington City to negotiate with the United States for Annette Island. The Bishop established him- self in residence, but failed ignominiously to win the respect of the Indians. He quarrelled with them in the commonest way, struck them, went among them armed, and finally appealed to a man-of-war for protection from people whom he considered bloodthirsty savages.
Mr. Duncan, having been successful in his mission to Washington, his faithful followers, during his absence, removed to Annette Island, and here he found on his return all but one hundred out of the original eight hun- dred which had composed his village on the Bishop's arrival - the few having been persuaded to remain with the latter at Old Metlakahtla. Those who went to the new location on Annette were allowed by the Canadian government to take nothing but their personal property ; all their houses, public buildings, and community interests being sacrificed to their devotion to William Duncan - and this is, perhaps, the highest, even though a wordless, tribute that this great man will, living or dead, ever receive.
This story, brief and incomplete, of which we gather up the threads as best we may - for William Duncan dwells in this world to work, and not to talk about his work -- is one of the most pathetic in history. When one con- siders the low degree of savagery from which they had struggled up in thirty years of hardest, and at times most discouraging, labor, to a degree of civilization which, in one respect, at least, is reached by few white people in centuries, if ever; when one considers how they had
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grown to a new faith and to a new. form of religious services, to confidence in the possession of homes and other community property, and to believe their title to them to be enduring ; when one considers the tenacity of an Indian's attachment to his home and belongings, and his sorrowful and heart-breaking reluctance to part with them - this shadowy, silent migration through northern waters to a new home on an uncleared island, taking almost nothing with them but their religion and their love for Mr. Duncan, becomes one of the sublime tragedies of the century.
On Annette Island, then, twenty years ago, Mr. Dun- can's work was taken up anew. Homes were built ; a saw- mill, schools, wharf, cannery, store, town hall, a neat cottage for Mr. Duncan, and finally, in 1895, the large and handsome church, rose in rapid succession out of the wilderness. Roads were built, and sidewalks. A trad- ing schooner soon plied the near-by waters. All was the work of the Indians under the direct supervision of Mr. Duncan, who, in 1870, had journeyed to England for the purpose of learning several simple trades which he might, in turn, teach to the Indians whom he fondly calls his " people." Thus personally equipped, and with such implements and machinery as were required, he had returned to his work.
To-day, at the end of twenty years, the voyager ap- proaching Annette Island, beholds rising before his rever- ent eyes the new Metlakahtla - the old having sunken to ruin, where it lies, a vanishing stain on the fair fame of the Church of England of the past; for the church of to- day is too broad and too enlightened to approve of the action of its Mission Society in regard to its most earnest and successful worker, William Duncan.
The new town shines white against a dark hill. The steamer lands at a good wharf, which is largely occupied
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by salmon canneries. Sidewalks and neat gravelled paths lead to all parts of the village. The buildings are attrac- tive in their originality, for Mr. Duncan has his own ideas of architecture. The church, adorned with two large square towers, has a commanding situation, and is a modern, steam-heated building, large enough to seat a thousand people, or the entire village. It is of handsome interior finish in natural woods. Above the altar are the following passages : The angel said unto them : Fear not, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which shall be to all people. . .. Thou shalt call his name Jesus, for he shall save his people from their sins.
The cottages are one and two stories in height, and are surrounded by vegetable and flower gardens, of which the women seem to be specially proud. They and the smil- ing children stand at their gates and on corners and offer for sale baskets and other articles of their own making. These baskets are, without exception, crudely and inar- tistically made; yet they have a value to collectors by having been woven at Metlakahtla by Mr. Duncan's Indian women, and no tourist fails to purchase at least one, while many return to the steamer laden with them.
There is a girls' school and a boys' school ; a hotel, a town hall, several stores, a saw-mill, a system of water- works, a cannery capable of packing twenty thousand cases of salmon in a season, a wharf, and good warehouses and steam-vessels.
The community is governed by a council of thirty members, having a president. There is a police force of twenty members. Taxes are levied for public improve- ments, and for the maintenance of public institutions. The land belongs to the community, from which it may be obtained by individuals for the purpose of building homes. The cannery and the saw-mill, which is operated
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by water, belong to companies in which stock is held by Indians who receive dividends. The employees receive regular wages.
The people seem happy and contented. They are deeply attached to Mr. Duncan, and very proud of their model town. They have an excellent band of twenty-one pieces, at the mere mention of which their dark faces take on an expression of pride and pleasure, and their black eyes shine into their questioner's eyes with intense inter- est; in fact, if one desires to steady the gaze and hold the attention of a Metlakahtla Indian, he can most readily accomplish his purpose by introducing the subject of the village band.
It is a surprise that these Indians do not, generally, speak English more fluently ; but this is coming with the younger generations. Some of these young men and young women have been graduated from Eastern colleges, and have returned to take up missionary work in various parts of Alaska. Meeting one of these young men on a steamer, I asked him if he knew Mr. Duncan. The smile of affection and pride that went across his face! " I am one of his boys," he replied, simply. This was the Rev- erend Edward Marsden, who, returning from an Eastern college in 1898, began missionary work at Saxman, near Juneau, where he has been very successful.
Mr. Duncan is exceedingly modest and unassuming in manner and bearing, seeming to shrink from personal at- tention, and to desire that his work shall speak for itself. He is frequently called "Father," which is exceedingly distasteful to him. Visitors seeking information are wel- come to spend a week or two at the guest-house and learn by observation and by conversation with the people what has been accomplished in this ideal community ; but, save on rare occasions, he cannot be persuaded to dwell upon his own work, and after he has given his reasons for this
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attitude, only a person lost to all sense of deceney and delicacy would urge him to break his rule of silence.
"I am here to work, and not to talk or write about my work," he says, kindly and cordially. "If I took the time to answer one-tenth of the questions I am asked, verbally and by letter, I would have no time left for my work, and my time for work is growing short. I am an old man," -his beautiful, intensely blue eyes smiled as he said this, and he at once shook his white-crowned head, -" that is what they are saying of me, but it is not true. I am young, I feel young, and have many more years of work ahead of me. Still, I must confess that I do not work so easily, and my cares are multiplying. Some to whom I make this explanation will not respect my wishes or understand my silence. They press me by letter, or personally, to answer only this question or only that. They are inconsiderate and hamper me in my work."
Possibly this is the key-note to Mr. Duncan's success. " Here is my work; let it speak for itself." He has de- voted his whole life to his work, with no thought for the fame it may bring him. For the latter, he cares nothing.
This is the reason that pilgrims voyage to Metlakahtla as reverently as to a shrine. It is the noble and unselfish life-work of a man who has not only accomplished a great purpose, but who is great in himself. When he passes on, let him be buried simply among the Indians he has loved and to whom he has given his whole life, and write upon his headstone: "Let his work speak."
The settlement on Annette Island was provided for in the act of Congress, 1891, as follows : -
" That, until otherwise provided for by law, the body of lands known as Annette Islands, situated in Alexander Archipelago in southeastern Alaska, on the north side of Dixon Entrance, be, and the same is hereby, set apart as
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a reservation for the Metlakahtla Indians, and those people known as Metlakahtlans, who have recently emigrated from British Columbia to Alaska, and such other Alaskan natives as may join them, to be held and used by them in common, under such rules and regulations, and subject to such restrictions, as may be prescribed from time to time by the Secretary of the Interior."
The Indians of the Community are required to sign, and to fulfil the terms of, the following Declaration : -
" We, the people of Metlakahtla, Alaska, in order to se- cure to ourselves and our posterity the blessings of a Chris- tian home, do severally subscribe to the following rules for the regulation of our conduct and town affairs :-
" To reverence the Sabbath and to refrain from all un- necessary secular work on that day; to attend divine worship; to take the Bible for our rule of faith ; to regard all true Christians as our brethren ; and to be truthful, honest, and industrious.
" To be faithful and loyal to the Government and laws of the United States.
"To render our votes when called upon for the election of the Town Council, and to promptly obey the by-laws and orders imposed by the said Council.
"To attend to the education of our children and keep them at school as regularly as possible.
" To totally abstain from all intoxicants and gambling, and never attend heathen festivities or countenance hca- thenish customs in surrounding villages.
" To strictly carry out all sanitary regulations necessary for the health of the town.
"To identify ourselves with the progress of the settle- ment, and to utilize the land we hold.
"Never to alienate, give away, or sell our land, or any portion thereof, to any person or persons who have not subscribed to these rules."
CHAPTER V
DIXON ENTRANCE belongs to British Columbia, but the boundary crosses its northern waters about three miles above Whitby Point on Dundas Island, and the steamer approaches Revilla-Gigedo Island. It is twenty-five by fifty miles, and was named by Vancouver in honor of the Viceroy of New Spain, who sent out several of the most successful expeditions. It is pooled by many bits of tur- quoise water which can scarcely be dignified by the name of lakes.
Carroll Inlet cleaves it half in twain. The exquisite gorges and mountains of this island are coming to their own very slowly, as compared with its attractions from a commercial point of view.
The island is in the centre of a rich salmon district, and during the "running " season the clear blue waters flash underneath with the glistening silver of the struggling fish. In some of the fresh-water streams where the hump- backed salmon spawn, the fortunate tourist may literally make true the frequent Western assertion that at certain times "one can walk across on the solid silver bridge made by the salmon " -so tightly are they wedged to- gether in their desperate and pathetic struggles to reach the spawning-ground.
Vancouver found these "hunch-backs," as he called them, not to his liking, - probably on account of finding them at the spawning season.
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Leaving Ketchikan, Revilla and Point Higgins are passed to starboard - Higgins being another of Vancou- ver's choice namings for the president of Chile.
" Did you ever see such a cluttering up of a landscape with odds and ends of names ?" said the pilot one day. " And all the ugliest by Vancouver. Give me an Indian name every time. It always means something. Take this Revilly-Gig Island; the Indians called it 'Na-a,' meaning ' the far lakes,' for all the little lakes scattered around. I don't know as we're doing much better in our own day, though," he added, staring ahead with a twinkle in his eyes. " They've just named a couple of mountains Mount Thomas Whitten and Mount Shoup ! Now those names are all right for men -even congressmen - but they're not worth shucks for mountains. Why, the Rus- sians could do better ! Take Mount St. Elias - named by Behring because he discovered it on St. Elias' day. I actually tremble every time I pass that mountain, for fear I'll look up and see a sign tacked on it, stating that the name has been changed to Baker or Bacon or Mudge, so that Vancouver's bones will rest more easily in the grave. Now look at that point! It's pretty enough in itself; but - Higgins !"
The next feature of interest, however, proved to be blessed with a name sweet enough to take away the bit- terness of many others - Clover Pass. It was not named for this most fragrant and dear of all flowers, but for Lieutenant, now Rear-Admiral, Clover, of the United States Navy.
Beyond Clover Pass, at the entrance to Naha Bay, is Loring, a large and important cannery settlement of the Alaska Packers' Association. There is only one salmon- canning establishment in Alaska, or even on the North- west Coast, more picturesquely situated than this, and it is nearly two thousand miles " to Westward," at the mouth
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of the famed Karluk River, where the same company maintains large canneries and successful hatcheries. It will be described in another chapter.
A trail leads from Loring through the woods to Dorr Waterfall, in a lovely glen. In Naha Bay thousands of fish are taken at every dip of the seine in the narrowest cove, which is connected with a chain of small lakes linked by the tiniest of streams. In summer these waters seem to be of living silver, so thickly are they swarmed with darting and curving salmon.
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