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Updated: June 12, 2025
Built for the long winter of six or eight months, when it is impossible to do anything out-of-doors, the eglu seems quite comfortable from the Esquimo point of view, but very strange to their American cousins. "I thought the Esquimos lived in snow houses," said Ted, as they looked at the queer little huts, and Kalitan exclaimed: "Huh! Innuit queer Indian!" "No," said Mr.
There are a few shops there, but it seemed to me a very small place to have been built since 1834. In the States whole towns grow up in two or three weeks." "Huh!" said Kalitan, with a quick shrug of his shoulders, "quick grow, sun fade and wind blow down." "I don't think the sun could ever fade in Wrangel," laughed Ted. "They told me there it hadn't shone but fifteen days in three months.
"She come back and smell posy?" Having no answer ready, Ted changed the subject and asked: "Why do you have the raven at the top of your totem pole?" "Indian cannot marry same totem," said Kalitan. "My father was eagle totem, my mother was raven totem. He carve her totem at the top of the pole, then his totem and those of the family are carved below. The greater the family the taller the totem."
Strong added coffee and crackers from his stores, and Indians and whites ate together in friendliness and amity. "How does if happen that you speak English, Kalitan?" asked Mr. Strong as they sat around the camp-fire that evening. The snow had continued during the afternoon, and the boys had had an exciting time coasting and snow-balling and enjoying themselves generally.
"It seems queer to put weapons and blankets and things to eat on people's graves," said Ted. "Why do they do it?" "Of the dead we know nothing," said Tanana, "Perhaps the warrior spirit wishes his arrows in the Land of the Great Unknown." "Yes, but he can't come back for them," persisted Ted. "At Wrangel, Boston man put flowers on his girl's grave," said Kalitan, drily.
He eagerly explained the situation to the Tyee, who welcomed the strangers with grave politeness. He was an old-man, with a seamed, scarred faces but kindly eyes. Chief of the Thlinkits, his tribe was scattered, his children dead, and Kalitan about all left to him of interest in life. "There will be more snow," he said to Mr. Strong. "You are welcome. Stay and share our fire and food."
Ted was so excited that he could hardly sit still, and Tyee Klake gave him a warning glance and a muttered "Kooletchika." The day before a big canoe had come to the camp, the paddlers bearing messages for the Tyee, and he had had a long conversation with Mr. Strong. The result was astonishing to Teddy, for his father told him that he was to go for a month to the island with Kalitan.
Strong were greatly surprised when they came home to see the huge carcass of Mr. Bruin, and they listened to the account of Kalitan's bravery. They had a great discussion as to whom the bear really belonged. Ted had found him, Kalitan had shot him first, and Chetwoof had killed him, so they decided to go shares.
Boys, however, are boys all the world over, and friendly animals, and Ted was soon chattering away to his newly found friend as if he had known him all his life. "What's your name?" he asked. "Kalitan," was the answer. "They call me Kalitan Tenas; my father was Tyee." "Where is he?" asked Ted. He wanted to see an Indian chief. "Dead," said Kalitan, briefly. "I'm sorry," said Ted.
"Don't you get terribly cold hunting in the winter?" asked Ted. "Thlinkit boy not a baby," said Kalitan, a trifle scornfully. "We begin to be hardened when we are babies. When I was five years old, I left my father and went to my uncle to be taught. Every morning I bathed in the ocean, even if I had to break ice to find water, and then I rolled in the snow.
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