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Updated: May 14, 2025
The teacher at school had told the boys never to touch the sailors' liquor. The teacher said it would steal the boys' souls. Anvik did not understand that very well, but he knew liquor made Tanana and their father cross and lazy, and the laziness kept them poor, and the mother was sad. Anvik lay long awake that night, on the raised platform of snow in the igloo, and thought.
As he greeted the two strangers, and said simply that he had just arrived, himself, by way of the Anvik portage, the Colonel felt that he must have meant from New York or from Paris instead of the words he added, "from St. Michael's." He claimed instant kinship with the Colonel on the strength of their both being Southerners.
But it would do no good to say anything to Tanana and his father. They were far too much under the influence of what they had been drinking. Anvik told his mother his suspicions. "We will set up the sledge outside the igloo," said his mother, trembling. "I will have my harpoon ready," answered Anvik bravely. "Do not fear, mother. Perhaps the bear will not come."
Alaska is a post which beyond any other in the American church demands courage and endurance, both physical and moral. "The natives of Anvik invited the missionary to visit their village, 450 miles by water from St. Michael. "These natives were Ingiliks, partly Indian and partly Eskimo. They lived in underground houses and were superstitious, dirty, ignorant, and degraded.
But the two crazy whites with him miners from Dakotah they were on fire about Minóok. Kept on bragging they hadn't cold feet, and swore they'd get near to the diggins as their dogs'd take 'em. The half-breed said they might do a hundred miles more, but probably wouldn't get beyond Anvik." "Crazy fools!
It was obvious they hadn't brought back any dogs, but "What did you think of Anvik?" says the Boy. "Anvik? You don't suppose we got to Anvik in weather like this!" "How far did you get?" Mac didn't answer. Potts only groaned. He had frozen his cheek and his right hand. They were doctored and put to bed.
"The foxes and the seals care not for it. Go to school with me, Tanana, to-morrow. The teacher wants you." Tanana did not answer. He drew a bottle from out of his skin suit and drank. Anvik looked at his mother. The odor of the liquor spread through the small round house.
There is more money to be made in other ways in this country, unless you are lucky enough to strike it rich before you have spent a fortune locating the claim." "Where you go?" demanded Anvik. "North. Northwest from here. We want to get into the wildest of the country and we don't want to get lost." "Me no lose. Mebby me find gold, uh!" "We are not looking for gold," replied the Professor.
Three hours later, when they were all sitting round the fire, Kaviak dosed, and warm, and asleep in the lower bunk, the door opened, and in walked a white man followed by an Indian. "I'm George Benham." They had all heard of the Anvik trader, a man of some wealth and influence, and they made him welcome. The Indian was his guide, he said, and he had a team outside of seven dogs.
After they had made camp that night the Professor said: "There are indications here of unusual formations. If you have no objections I should like to remain here for a day, perhaps two, and do research work." "Right, Professor," replied Tad. "The ponies will be better for a rest, and maybe we can do some hunting. How about it, Anvik?" "Anvik not care," was the guide's reply.
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