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Bridge To Russia - Those Amazing Aleutians
Bridge To Russia Those Amazing Aleutians Author:Murray Morgan Text extracted from opening pages of book: Bridge to Russia Those Amazing Aleutians By MURRAY MORGAN E. P. DUTTON & COMPANY, INC. PUBLISHERS 1947 NEW YORK To HENRY VICTOR MORGAN CONTENTS ACKNOWLEDGMENTS .... 9 FOREWORD ii PART i. THE LAND 17 The Disappearing Mountain, Unsleeping Beauties, One of Our Stations Is Missing, Fire and Water, Williwaw,... more » Mud and Flowers, Odds and Ends. PART n. THE PEOPLE 34 The Aleuts: Lo, The Poor Aleut!, The Aleut Underground, To a God Unknown, The Russians: Enter the Dour Dane, Going to Gamalcmd, They Also Sailed, Robbing Paul to Pay Peter, Invasion, One Cook Too Many, The First American, A Gentleman and a Liar, Alaska's Great Alexander, The Romantic Son~ in-Law, The Salesman's Ro mance, Church and State, Juvenal Delinquency, Great White Father. PART m. THE SEA 104 The Past of the Pribilofs, The New Boss, Seals at Sea, Want a Wart, The Blue Cow, Hunted Hunters, Odorous Akutan, Boom Town, Silver Horde, Troubled Waters, Enter the Japanese. PART iv. THE WAR 139 Without Armor, Dutch Treatment, Blair Does Business, Westward Woe, Where, Oh Wheret, Why, Oh Why?, Hush Job, Rush Job, Unopposed Landing, Hide and Sink, All This and Attu, Janfu, Stuck in the Mud, Cruise to the KurUes, Return of the Russians. PART v. THE FUTURE 188 Return of the Natives, Base Business, Short Cut to Shanghai, Home for Whom?, Coveted Crus taceans, Senators, Tourists, and Such, Epilogue. APPENDIX 205 Bibliography, Names and Places, Average Precipi tation, Sealing, Fishing, Land in Alaska. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS The author wishes to thank the following for their kind permission to reprint material from the sources listed below : DOUBLEDAY & COMPANY, INC. i Typhoon, by Joseph Conrad, copyright 1902, 1903, 1921 by Doubleday & Company, Inc. HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY: Travels in Alaska, by John Muir. THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC SOCIETY: The Valley of Ten Thousand Smokes, by Robert F. Griggs, copyright 1922. He would also like to thank Mrs. Jeannette Nichols, Jacqueline Johnson, John Martin and Eugene Elliott for permitting him to quote from their writings. FOREWORD The fat lieutenant said, You're shipping. Oh. And then, Where, sir? Aleutian area. Oh. I did not want to go to the Aleutians. As a soldier in the Alaska Communications System, I had known I would go north sooner or later. I had hoped for a glamor town like Fairbanks, an anach ronism like Flat, or even bustling, officious Anchorage. I wanted a place with people and trees and history. The Aleutians, I thought, had none. Before the war, when I covered the waterfront for a small paper in a West Coast seaport, the fishermen had spoken of the Chain. They feared it and hated it. They told of the williwaws, sudden and fierce, that sweep off the island mountains and drive schooners on the rocks. The fog, they said, is thick enough to chew. It's a good year when summer is on a Sunday. Soldiers saluted the fishermen for their discriminating dislike. The Aleutians, GIs claimed, did things to a man. What things they indicated in phrases like Adaky-wacky, and Chain drained, and Aleutian confusion. A gag always good for a laugh in the islands is to say with twitching face and shaking hand, Sure, I like the Aleutians. Gobs agree with the Army about the Chain. In a beerhall on the skidrow in Seattle a sailor assured me, They ain't even got angleworms. His companion said, They're just big, ugly, wet hunks of black . When the goddam war's over I, personally, am going to see that every goddam Jap has to spend at least two years on ' em. So I expected to loathe every stone from Unimak to Attu. I don't. Army life in the Aleutians I hate, but I would hate separa tion and shortann and crowded quarters anywhere. Fighting in ii 12 BRIDGE TO RUSSIA the Aleutians must have been agony, but I missed that. For the islands themselves, after more than a year in them, I confess a sneaking affection. I like the cool, clear summer afternoons when the Bering is blue and the local mountain black. Those are days for walks acr« less