The weather was very raw and chilly:  the captain had the child dried and warmed by the fire, then wrapped it in a blanket, gave it a piece of sugar, and returned it to its parents, who were exceedingly pleased and grateful; and, as soon as all had recovered from the effects of their immersion, their business (which was trading for skins of various kinds) was conducted throughout the day to the mutual satisfaction of all parties.”

MR. WILTON.  “As these islands are near the coast of Columbia, I wish to inform you that here there is an excellent harbor and a navy yard, to which ships of the largest tonnage may ascend.  The yard covers a space of thirty-seven acres, and in it are made nearly all the anchors, cables, and blocks required for the service of the United States’ Navy, which, although inconsiderable in point of numerical strength, is perhaps the best organized and most effective in the world.  The unexpected success of their frigates in contests with British vessels of the same class has established the reputation of the American navy for skill and prowess in the eyes of Europe; and the United States, with comparatively few ships, already rank high as a naval power.”

EMMA.  “We now pass Admiralty Bay, go through Cook’s Inlet, out by the Straits of Chilogoff, round by the Aleutian Isles into Bristol Bay.”

MRS. WILTON.  “The Aleutian Isles are very numerous, principally volcanic:  the three largest are Bhering’s, Attoo, and Onolaska.  The natives are of a dark brown complexion, and the women disfigure themselves by cutting an aperture in the under lip, to which various trinkets are suspended.  Their subsistence is principally obtained by hunting and fishing.  The seal is particularly valuable to them, affording a constant supply of food and clothing.  Their dwellings are spacious excavations in the earth, roofed over with turf, as many as 150 individuals sometimes residing in the different divisions.”

GEORGE.  “Must we go through Bhering’s Straits:  they will take us into such very cold regions?”

EMMA.  “We must not mind the cold if we can learn anything by going; but, as you are afraid of venturing so far, we will leave you at Point Hope, while we make our way to Point Barrow.”

CHARLES.  “Appear not at Point Hope.  George; for if you do, you must never hope to see us again.  Do you know that the Indians who live in the mountains not far from the Point are cannibals, and would seize you for a delicious morsel?  They are not at all particular folks; and when there is a scarcity of food among them, they cast lots for victims, and eat their relations without the slightest remorse.”

MR. BARRAUD.  “The fierce and savage propensities of these mountain Indians have been circumstantially described by an old man, who, while yet a stripling, fled from the tribe, and joined himself to another tribe called Dog Ribs, in consequence of his finding his mother, on his return from a successful day’s hunting, employed in roasting the body of her own child, his youngest brother!”