| Summary: | As Muir and a companion go ashore to botanize and hunt ""glacier marks,"" they pass through a village that ""consists of about fifty huts built on a small, terminal moraine, and so deeply sunk in the face of the hill that the entire village makes scarcely more show . than a group of marmot burrows."" Muir describes the chaotic interior of a hut, noting that the dogs lick the eating bowls, then curl up in them to sleep, making a ""kind of squalor that is picturesque and daring beyond conception.� He continues, however, that ""each [hut] contains from one to four luxurious bed-rooms, walls, ceiling and floor of soft reindeer skins . After hunting all day on the ice, making long, rough, stormy journeys, muffled and hungry, the Tchuchi hunter comes into his burrow, eats his fill . then strips himself naked and lies down in his closed fur nest in glorious ease, to smoke and sleep.""
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