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"Some four years ago, the Survey sent me on a trip which included themapping of a portion of the foothills of the Mt. St. Elias Range. It isa rugged and barren part of the country, but although rough in theextreme, no obstacles had been encountered that hard labor and longhours could not overcome. It was a packing trip and everything hadprogressed favorably, there was plenty of forage, the streams had beenfairly passable, and we feasted twice a day on moose or mountain sheep.For days and weeks together we had hardly been out of sight of caribou.They had a curious way of approaching, either one at a time or else inquite large bands, coming close to the pack-train, then breaking awaysuddenly at full gallop and returning in large circles. Even the crackof a rifle could not scare them out of their curiosity, and we nevershot any except when we needed meat.
"As I did so, I was startled by a deep and vicious growl which seemed tocome from my feet, and before I realized what the cracking of thebrushwood meant, the cook's story came back to me, and I broke for theravine. I was too late! There, in the path down which I had come, hismuzzle and paws red with the blood from the deep flesh wounds he hadreceived, and which he had been licking in order to try to assuage thepain, stood an immense Kodiak bear. The Kodiak is not as ferocious asthe grizzly, but this beast was maddened by the pain of his wound, andby the suspicion that I had followed to work him further ill. My slightgeologic pick was of no avail against the huge brute, my road of escapewas cut off, and the bear was advancing, growling angrily. I broke andran for the rim of the lake, hoping to be able[Pg 10] to encircle it andreturn to the opening of the ravine by which I had entered, and as I ranI heard the bear charge after me.
"Well," drawled the other, "Minnesota's civilization in that swampcountry doesn't hurt her[Pg 25] much yet, I reckon. When you're eleven milesaway from the nearest road, and that only a 'corduroy,' in a swamp overwhich you can't take a horse, and through which you can't take a boat,you begin to think that other human beings live a thundering way off.Why," he said, "I've seen parts of that swamp so soft that we'd have tomake a sort of platform of brush and three or four of us pull out onechap who had sunk below his waist, and that with only half a packinstead of the full load. No," he added, turning to Roger, "Minnesota'snot so powerful civilized if it comes to that!"
It chanced one afternoon, right after the short stop in the middle ofthe day, that Field sent Roger off, to the right of the party, in quitedense timber, and told him not to go further than twenty-five yardsaway. For twenty or thirty feet the boy hacked manfully through theunderbrush, and then, to his delight, came across a smooth piece ofmarsh overlaid with water. Testing carefully every step he took, the ladfound the bottom of it less like a morass than was the general characterof the swamp, and he knew enough to realize that there must be firmground on the other side. Knowing, moreover, that a piece of informationsuch as this would be of great assistance he ventured to cross thestretch, and as he surmised, found a small hog-back on the further shoreof the shallow lake. This ran parallel, so far as he could judge, withthe route being taken by the members of the party, and Roger conceivedthe idea of following along this line, until it would be time for him torejoin his friends. The wood[Pg 50] was thick on the ridge, however, and Rogerfound that he was not making good time, so after going half a mile orso, he decided to strike across and meet the rest of the party.
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