The Alaska daily empire., 1915-02-04
MY VISIT TO
 THE T4Kg TRIBE

THE I4BJ IRlBE tBy Nancy Buskett in The Wes,erner
 When followed the gang plank tc
 board Che steamer that was eon8 e take me Co Alaska was aa tenderioos ed aa inc average flral visitor to thai
 magnificent country But my hearl
 was thrilling with untried expected experience. much like chat of child
 on ils flrsl yisltt Co 8 city-a city agloW with electricity humming with liie and vibrant with the comminglinga of myriad oi sounds.
 ] was glad Co leave, for awhile, the city wlth its lights and its sounds wa8 In search of something had nev. (. seen-something entirely new to me-and found it in Alaska.
 The trip was uplifting and strength ening. It was early ioll and the weatb. or, for tho most part good. had worked pretty hard and had dreamed ol lying in steamer chair, with notn. ing to do-iust nothing to do but look at scenery. ] looked Go my hearts content looked at tho multltudinoua islands Of the Pacldc, the mouhtalna upon mountains, growing bigger and higher the farther north we went; sometimes watching the seagulls that had followed us all day; and at night hung over the rail and watched the fish. glistening with phosphorus. and dartlng here and there through the water.
 l was somewhat delighted and disap. pointed to lind electric lIghts end bath accommodations in Douglas and Ju- neau-diBappoinod, because ! was tir- cd of electric lights and wanted to be primitive for awhile; delighted be- cause-a bath covers a multitude Of dis. comforts.
 was not long in Alaska before realized in small way what Robert Service, Jack London, Rex Beach and others mean by the Great Shence-I say in a small way, for was in 9 town. and they out in the midst of tho Stiffness.
 In spite of the lights and baths, and other indications of modernism, saw unusual things. and experienced the difference between my environment .lhere end in the States.
 the difference between my etaoihrd
 was one of a party O. eleven who made trip in motor boat to the great Taku glacier thirty miles north Of Juneau We wanted to start in the morning but Che wind was too stiff to allow safe passage around the point and up to the Taku arm Of lhe glacier. So we went part way up in the evening, and the forepart of the night: anchored at obout eleven o'clock In Pleasant Cove, and proceed ed on our way at five o'clock the next morning. Pheasant Cove may bring up pictures Of meadows, ripping brooks and flowers-at worst quiet water and a nice little waterfall drip. ping its tinkling spray Not so was this Pleasant Cove It was harbor surrounded by rocks and trees, and filled more or less to repletion with floating ice Two men kept watch during the night lest an iceberg m- tremendously bump into our boat. will never forget my first view In the early morning The sea was strewn with icebergs-broken from the Talu glacier and floating down the arm to Che ocean. They varied in shading from a deep bottled green to the pal est shade frosted with what looked like frozen sea foam
 We made our way through the ice bergs and arrived at raku in the mid dlo of tho morning. Words fail in a description of this massive glacier It extends far back into the mountains freezing and crowdiug upon itself, ey- CT SO often sending forth boom that told us another break had occurr ed, and more icebergs were being cast into the sea.
 It is difficult thing to believe that with a living (brealing) glacier to ones right, massive frozen, dead not moving glac.er-like great mountain Of ice-fo one's left! the shore and sea covered with icebergs, the atmosphere was not cold But such is the case, and when walking from the living to the dead glacier was obliged to remove my heavy top coat
 enjoyed no experiences better than my talks with the Indians. There is little village of them along the tide Hats on Douglas Island, and Anthlosh is chief Of the Taku tribe there.
 On our return from the Taku glac. Ter was anxious to learn more of itI how it was named, how old lt was. and how long it had been booming and sending massive chunks oil Ice out to sea. So, early one morning
 went to the village to interview the | chief Chief Anthlosh Is said to be about one hundred years of age. and his wife does not look much younger. Neither can speak a word of Enguish, but ! succeeded in getting young Indian Co tell him ] wished To talk with him, but my interpreter, whom iad snatched from his dinner was nore anxious to get back to lis gas ronomic enjoyment than to act as 8 spokesman. The chief and sQua@ were .bout to put off in their cance and ll could set was the invitation to