258 NARRATIVE OF A JOURNEY 



ever I approached the lodges, there was a universal stir among 

 the people, and the words, " iskam kahmooks, iskam kahmooks, 

 kalakalah tie chahko," (take up your dogs, take up your dogs, 

 the bird chief is coming,) echoed through the little village, and 

 was followed by the yelping and snarling of dozens of wolf-dogs, 

 and " curs of low degree," all of which were gathered in haste 

 to the cover and protection of one of the houses. 



