pilchickamin

Updated: May 16, 2025

"Kalitan Tenas," was the brief reply. "Where are we?" was the next question. "Near to Pilchickamin River." "Where is a camp?" "There," said the boy, pointing toward a clump of pine-trees. "Ours." Ted by this time was tired of his own unwonted silence, and he came up to Kalitan, holding out his hand.

Mary F. Nixon-Roulet - Kalitan, Our Little Alaskan Cousin