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high and low. Before they buried the chief, they invited all the 

 chiefs of the tribes, and every tribe took their own chief in their canoe 

 to the dead chief's village, and a nephew of the dead chief handed bis 

 goods to all the chiefs in their canoes on the water. This was the 

 young man who succeeded to his uncle's place. He would lift up an 

 elk skin before each chief, and when lifting it up he would call out the 

 chief's name. 



When all the chiefs had received their presents, they remembered 

 the young prince Asagulyaan. They called him by his nickname; 

 and when they lifted up a small elk skin for him, the successor of the 

 dead chief said, "The son of Bidal." Then the small elk skin was 

 passed from one canoe to another, until finally it reached the canoe 

 of the young new chief. Then he stood up in his canoe, threw the 

 small elk skin into the water, and said, "Is this common elk skin 

 given to call out the name of Son Of Bidal?" and his companions 

 paddled away from the place. 



Then the nephew of the dead chief said to his people that that slave 

 had killed his own father. After this all the chiefs went to their 

 own villages. 



On the following morning a great multitude of people assembled 

 in front of the house of Asagulyaan, and the whole beach was covered 

 with people. There was a large rock in the middle of the sandy 

 beach, and a long ladder was standing in front of the carved house 

 reaclung to the roof of Asagulyaan's house. Another ladder reached 

 the roof from the interior. Before the young chief went forth to 

 fight against his enemies, the people in his house were shouting, and 

 eagle down flew upward through the smoke hole. Then the young 

 chief came out through the smoke hole, wearing on his head a chief's 

 headdress set with abalone shells, and wearing his dancing-garments, 

 his dancing-aprons, leggings, and rattle. He held his bow in one 

 hand, Iris rattle in the other. Then he ran down the long ladder 

 in front of his house, and, leaping here and there, ran right down to the 

 beach, where the people were waiting for Mm. He jumped over the 

 large rock in the middle of the sandy beach, and then he let his live 

 arrow go. He ran backward, and jumped backward over the large 

 rock, and ran up the long ladder in front of his house. Then the five 

 arrow went through the hearts of the people; and when the arrow 

 was weary, it returned to its master; and the young chief took it and 

 wiped it, and put it into his box, and the beach in front of his house 

 was full of dead people. The stomach of the live arrow was filled 

 with men's blood. 



On the following day another multitude of people came against him. 

 When he was ready, all the people in his house began to shout. They 

 beat their wooden drum and clapped their hands, and the young chief 



