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That afternoon we went on to LaPush and spent the night 

 in the Indian village there. It was on a Sunday, and that 

 evening we went to the Indian "Shaker" meeting, a Christ- 

 ian sel'^•ice of the crudest type. There in a tightly closed 

 room we saw the shakers performing. Candles and a cross 

 were to view. But the services ! A big, fleshy woman was 

 chanting, "Hi, hi, hi" and all — some seventy, were vigor- 

 ously stamping the floor as they waved their hands in gyra- 

 tory motion, shrugged and contorted their bodies, wried 

 their faces and muscle-trembled in a self-hjT^notic condition 

 till the perspiration poured down their practically nude 

 bodies and formed in pools on the floor. And by this per- 

 formance these simple hearted people expect to gain en- 

 trance into heaven ? 



On the following day we visited Point Granville and the 

 rocky islets adjacent. Among the latter is "Split" rock. To 

 our surprise, our remarks about this particular rock 

 brought forth another myth in explanation of its origin 

 from our resourceful guide. 



Said he: "In the long ago a brother of Subbus lived in 

 Quinaielt lake, and once when Kwatte and his brother Ko- 

 fish were journeying over the earth, the latter ventured out 

 on the lake and was swallowed by Subbus. Discovering 

 what had happened, Kwatte heated all the rocks in the vi- 

 cinity and, constructing a huge pair of tongs, he hurled them 

 into the lake till the water became boiling hot and Subbus 

 floated on top of the water, dead. Kwatte then cut him open 

 and secured Kofish, alive, but wished a moment later that he 

 had left him to perish, as he had been changed into a hermit 

 crab, the father of all the hermit crabs of our day. Dis- 

 gusted at the sight of his deformed brother, Kwatte hurled 

 the tongs into the deep, tong-end up. They are the split 

 rocks you see. Kwatte then seated himself on that rock 

 yonder facing the setting sun, and, drawing his mantle up 

 over his head in hood-shape, he turned to stone. There over- 

 looking the bay he sits with his face toward the land of the 

 hereafter." 



Completing our cruise, we returned to our respective 

 homes, but the memory of what we saw will indelibly re- 

 main. 



