Letter from S. Hall Young to John Muir, [1886] Feb 22.

THE GLACIER.TLINKIT TRAINING ACADEMY.VOL.I FORT WRANGEL, ALASKA. FEB. 1886. NO.IIITHUNDER BAY.NEAR FORT WRANGEL.Deep calm from God enfolds the land. Light on the mountain-top I stand. How peaceful all, but ah, how grand!Low lies the bay beneath my feet. The bergs sail out, a white winged fleet, To w...

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Main Author: Young, S Hall
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Language:English
Published: Scholarly Commons 1886
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Online Access:https://scholarlycommons.pacific.edu/jmcl/12907
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Summary:THE GLACIER.TLINKIT TRAINING ACADEMY.VOL.I FORT WRANGEL, ALASKA. FEB. 1886. NO.IIITHUNDER BAY.NEAR FORT WRANGEL.Deep calm from God enfolds the land. Light on the mountain-top I stand. How peaceful all, but ah, how grand!Low lies the bay beneath my feet. The bergs sail out, a white winged fleet, To where the sky and ocean meet.Their glacier mother sleeps between Her granite walls. The mountains lean Above her, trailing skirts of green.Each ancient brow is raised to heaven: The snow streams always, tempest-driven,Like hoary locks, o'er chasms rivenBy throes of Earth. But, still as sleep, No storm disturbs the quiet deep, Where mirrored forms their silence keep.A heaven of light beneath the sea! A dream of worlds from shadow free! A pictured, bright eternity!The azure domes above, below, (A crystal casket), hold and show, As precious jewels, gems of snow,Dark emerald islets, amethyst Of far horizon, pearls of mist In pendant clouds, clear ice-bergs, kissedBy wavelets,-sparkling diamonds rare, Quick flashing through the ambient air.A ring of mountains, graven fairIn lines of grape, encircles all, Save where the purple splendors fall On sky and ocean's bridal-hall.The yellow river, broad and fleet, Winds through its velvet meadows sweet,A chain of gold for jewels meet.Pours over all the sun's broad ray. Power, beauty, peace, in one array! My God, I thank Thee for this day.S. H. Y.-There is hardly a mile of the scenery of the S.E. Alaskan coast that would not make a beautiful picture.PRESBYTERIAN MISSION OF FORT WRANGEL - A HISTORICAL SKETCH.The first evangelical work done at Wrangel was not by Presbyterians, nor even by the whites. The U. S. troops, stationed in the Fort, had established partial order in the native village. Rich discoveries of gold up the Stickine had attracted to Wrangel a crowd of miners and traders, and these in turn furnished work to hundreds of natives who gathered here from all the tribes in the archipelago. Among them came some Tsimpsheans from Fort Simpson, B. C. They had learned Christianity ...