Our Arctic province : $b Alaska and the Seal IslandsElliott, Henry Wood
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Our Arctic province : $b Alaska and the Seal Islands
Elliott, Henry Wood
Alaska -- Description and travel
presented to my eyes in 1872-73, I should hardly have taken the
active steps which I did to put the nuisance down; for it involved
me, at first, in a bitter personal controversy, which, although
I knew at the outset was inevitable, still it weighed nothing in
the scales against the evil itself. A few febrile disorders are
occurring, yet they yield readily to good treatment.
The inherent propensity of man to gamble is developed here to a
very appreciable degree, but it in no way whatever suggests the
strange gaming love and infatuation with which all Indians and Eskimo
elsewhere of Alaska are possessed. The chief delight of men and boys
in the two villages is to stand on the street corners “pitching”
half-dollars. So devoted, indeed, have I found the native mind to
this hap-hazard sport, that frequently I would detect groups of them
standing out in pelting gales of wind and of rain, “shying” silver
coins at the little dirt-driven pegs. A few of them, men and women,
play cards with much skill and intelligence.
One of the peculiarities[104] of these people is that they seldom
undress when they go to bed—neither the men, women, nor children;
and also that at any and all hours of the night during the summer
season, when I have passed in and out of the village to and from the
rookeries, I always found several of the natives squatting before
their house-doors or leaning against the walls, stupidly staring out
into the misty darkness of the fog, or chatting one with the other
over their pipes. A number of the inhabitants, by this disposition,
are always up and around throughout the settlement during the entire
night and day. In olden times, and even recently, these involuntary
sentinels of the night have often startled the whole village by
shouting at the top of their voices the pleasant and electric
announcement of the “ship’s light!” or they have frozen it with
superstitious horror at daybreak by then reciting some ghostly vision
that had appeared to them.
The urchins play marbles, spin tops, and fly kites, intermittently,
with all the feverish energy displayed by such youth of our own
surroundings; they frolic at base-ball, and use “shinny” sticks
with great volubility and activity. The girls are, however, much
more repressed, and, though they have a few games, and play quietly
with quaintly dressed dolls, yet they do not appear to be possessed
of that usual feminine animation so conspicuously marked in our
home-life.
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