1900, Thomas Bay, Alaska,
The writer of this story has been dead for several years now. At one time, back in the early thirties, he had this story written up ready to send away. Something happened, and the manuscript was put into a box and forgotten.
The story should be listed among the classics, for it occurred before anything was known about hirsute hominids, before anyone knew about these beings…anyone except for the Natives, that is, and they have known all along…but no one listened until the 21st Century.