Trailing and Camping in Alaska

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Wessels & Bissell, 1909 - Alaska - 379 pages
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Mainly Copper River region, including description of Ahtna Indians and of Skagqay and Sitka.

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Page 79 - ... no Indian dared pass. The Indians of the interior brought furs down to this dictator, and he took them to the coast traders and returned with guns and powder. They generally hammered their own bullets from native copper. Old Bachaneta once attempted to descend the river on a raft, but Taral Nicoli demanded that he should turn back.

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