It should be remembered that the coast of the great Kadiak Island is
here and there indented with deep bays, which at one point nearly cut it
in two. Had the boys known it, they were, in their camp near the head of
Kaludiak Bay, not more than thirty miles distant across the mountain
passes to the head of Uyak Bay, which makes in on the west side of the
island, and which was the first great inlet to be searched by the boat
crews of the _Bennington_. The total coast-line of so large a bay is
hundreds of miles in extent, and broken with many little coves, each of
which must be visited and inspected, for any projecting rock point might
hide a boat or camp from view.
On this great bay there were two or three salmon-fisheries in operation,
and as these always employ numbers of natives who come from all parts of
the island, Captain Stephens had close inquiries made at each; but more
than two weeks passed and no word could be gained of any white persons
at any other portion of the island.
"Naturally we won't hear anything on this side," said Captain Stephens
to Mr. Hazlett. "Not many natives from the east coast come over here to
work, and from what I know of the prevailing tides and winds I am more
disposed to believe that they have been carried off toward the southeast
corner of the island. The land runs out there, and, granted any decent
kind of luck, the boys probably made a landing--if they could keep
afloat so far."
"But what may have happened to them before this?" began Mr. Hazlett.
"Tut, man! We've all got to take our chances," replied the old sea-dog.
"They've done their best, and we must do our best, too."
Week after week, hour after hour, and, as it seemed, almost inch by
inch, the cutter crawled on around the wild coast of Kadiak, tapping
each arm and inlet, literally combing out the full extent of the broken
shore-line. So gradually they passed below the southern extremity of the
island, worked up from the southeast, and one day came to anchor not far
from the native settlement known as Old Harbor. Here a breakdown to
their machinery kept them waiting for ten days. Meantime, the boat
crews were out at their work. One day a young lieutenant came in and
with some excitement asked to see the captain.
"I have to report, sir, that I think we've got word of those boys!" he
said, eagerly, as he saluted.
"How's that? Where? Go on, sir!"
"There's a big boat party back from Kaludiak Bay, sir. They were in
there on a whale-hunt several weeks ago. They saw a camp with three
white boys and one refugee Aleut."
"Arrest every man Jack of them and bring them in!" roared Captain
Stephens.
"Already done that, sir!" reported the lieutenant. "They are in the
long-boat alongside."
"Then bring them here at once!"
A few moments later he and Mr. Hazlett found the deck crowded with a
score of much-frightened natives.
"Who's the interpreter here?" commanded the captain.
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