This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1904 edition. Excerpt: ...with an order from a baker for ten sacks of flour. While the porter was piling it on the sled, I said to the boy: 'I have been over in your country.' 'What's that?' he replied. 'I've been over in your country, ' I repeated; 'I've been to Yokohama, Tokio, and Nagasaki. What part of Japan did you come from?' 'Why, what do you take me for?' he brusquely ejaculated. 'For a Japanese, of course, ' I said. 'I ain't no Japanese; I'm a full-blooded Indian, and no Japanese, ' he sternly repeated, drawing himself together. I was amazed. 'Where in the world did you learn English so well V I gasped. 'At the missionary school at Holy Cross, on the Lower Yukon, ' he responded; and, gathering the dogs up from the snow, where they lay in supreme content, he surlily lashed them off to the familiar refrain of' Mush! Mush! Mush!' I leave the above to the ethnologists. If ever I saw a Japanese in Yokohama, that Indian boy of the Yukon was one. Sturdy, stocky, short, broadchested, with narrow long eyes and swarthy skin, he looked a Japanese of the Japanese, and yet he was a full-blooded Indian. It is easy to remember thereafter that the Behring Strait is not much more than thirty miles wide, and is frozen solid every winter. From wherever may have come the aborigines of lower America, I know not, but the Alaskan Indians are descended from the Japanese, and not so very remotely. That boy could have walked the streets of Tokio without attracting the slightest attention. I am convinced no one would have thought him other than an ordinary Japanese coolie. And he was not an Eskimo living on the seashore, but came from one of the river tribes, and where he was taught English is 500 miles from Behring Sea. The dogs he drove that day were of the pure Malamute stock--tha