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Updated: October 8, 2025


Since their arrival at Katmai the weather had continued calm; and although the view they had through the frowning headlands showed the Straits black and angry, they prayed that the wind would hold off for another twenty- four hours.

"Very well," said Emerson, resignedly, "If you feel that way about it, come along; but I won't take you east of Seattle." "Seattle ain't so bad," Fraser replied. "I guess I can pick up a pinch of change there, all right. But Kalvik Wow!" "Why do you have to go so soon?" Cherry asked Emerson, when the two others had left them. "Because every day counts." "But why the Katmai route?

We'll have to be going on in a day or so." "Constantine will get you one. I suppose, of course, you will avoid the Katmai Pass?" "Avoid it? Why?" "It's dangerous, and nobody travels it except in the direst emergency. It's much the shortest route to the coast, but it has a record of some thirty deaths. I should advise you to cross the range farther east, where the divide is lower.

Nobody travels it except natives, and they don't like it. Now, Illiamna " "We'll try Katmai. Eh, Mort?" "Sure! They don't come hard enough for us, Cap. We'll see if it's as bad as it's painted." So, one gray January morning they were landed on a frozen beach, their outfit was flung ashore through the surf, the lifeboat pulled away, and the Dora disappeared after a farewell toot of her whistle.

When at last they did set out a week, to a day, from their arrival at Katmai it was to find such a heavy sea running outside the capes that they had hard shift to make it back to the village, drenched, dispirited, and well-nigh dead from the cold and fatigue. Although Fraser had fully recovered from his collapse, he nevertheless complained upon every occasion, and whined loudly at every ache.

He could not forget, however, that except for this impossible creature he himself would be lying at Petellin's store at Katmai with no faintest hope of completing his mission, wherefore he did his best to swallow his indignation. "Hey! What time do we leave?"

It was thither the travellers were bound, headed toward Katmai Pass, which is no more than a gap between peaks, through which the hibernal gales suck and swirl. This pass is even balder than the surrounding barrens, for it forms a funnel at each end, confining the winds and affording them freer course.

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