National Geographic : 1952 Jul
© National Geographic Society 82 T Happy Confusion Reigns as King Islanders Reoccupy Their Rugged Home Bags, boxes, and youngsters crowd the bouldery beachhead (pages 80-81). Each fall the North Star brings island folk back from a summer spent at Nome selling ivory carvings, fishing, trading, and longshoring. The dogs, left behind at the summer exodus, grow sleek and fat on abundant birds and their eggs. -) A woman totes a heavy box up to her cliff dwelling on stilts. All poles and lumber come from the mainland; King Island is treeless. A lookout, posted on the cliffs, blows a siren to warn walrus hunters off the ice when it starts to break away from the shore. Lacking other fuel, islanders burn seal and walrus fat. At the time of the author's visit, King Island's man-and-wife teacher team were Harvard and Vassar graduates. They expected their first child, without benefit of doctor, in midwinter.