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town, the singers assembled in his house. Thus the chief became 

 the head of his people, and they had dances all the time. That is 

 the end. 



34. The Young Chief Who Married his Cousin 1 



There was the town of G'it-qxa'la, and the great chief there had a 

 beautiful daughter. He had also a nephew who was to succeed to 

 his place when he himself should die. This young chief was very 

 wealthy, because he was a good hunter. The young chief wanted 

 to marry his uncle's daughter. The great chief agreed, and one day 

 he married her. The young woman loved him very much, and he 

 also loved her very much. 



A year passed after they had married, and the young chief wanted 

 to take another princess to be his wife, for in olden times it was the 

 custom of chiefs to have many wives. So it was with this young chief. 

 But his former wife did not want to let her husband take another wife 

 beside her. The young chief, however, wanted to follow the chiefs' 

 custom to have many wives, and therefore he married the other 

 princess; and when he had his new wife, he still loved his own cousin, 

 but she became sadder and sadder day by day. The young chief 

 told her that he loved her more than his new wife, but she was sad, 

 and her husband said, "I love you with all my life." 



She, however, did not listen to him; and after midwinter, when 

 all the people moved to the fishing-ground, the young chief also 

 moved. He took his two wives in his canoe, and his uncles moved 

 with them in his own canoe. They were there on the fishing-ground. 

 The young chief budt his own new house, and his father-in-law lived 

 in his old house. The young princess was still sad. She always went 

 to her father's house; and when the young chief's slaves would bring 

 salmon to the young chief, he would divide it between his two wives; 

 but his first wife did not take hers because she was jealous, and she 

 always went to her father's people to ask for salmon; and she took 

 them to her parents, and her mother dried them for her. She became 

 sadder and sadder every day, and finally she left her husband and 

 lived in her father's house. 



She would go often into the woods to gather berries, and there she 

 would cry, and late in the evening she would go home. Her mother 

 did all she could to comfort her, but she continued to cry. 



There was a high steep rock a little above then camp, which they 

 called Place Of Supernatural Beings. She was sitting at the foot of 

 the high rock. Every day she went into the woods to pick berries; 

 and when her baskets were full, she would stay at the foot of a large 

 old dry tree, weeping, for she was very unhappy. She did so every 

 day, and in the evening she would go home. 



