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about us. For that we are out here. That is why they will kill us. 

 Before they destroy us we will destro}' a whole canoe load of them." 



After we had paddled away for a while in fright I looked l)ack. 

 Instead of my seeing them the}' were gone. It was nothing but drift- 

 wood, on the top of which sea gulls sat. 



Then the people of Gana'-i's canoe started a fire in a creek where 

 there were many humpbacks. There the}' roasted humpbacks for us. 

 When we were done eating we went away. We also gave food to the 

 Tlingits. 



We then went to Cape Charcon. [We crossed, and], while we were 

 going along together, some one ahead of us shouted: "" What warriors 

 are those? " Then SkA'ngwai's father said: " These are Sg.a'gia's war- 

 riors." And they came out from their concealment. They had guns with 

 red outsides (i. e., new ones) and two cartridge boxes apiece. No one 

 could touch me [I was so dirty]. I had on a white shirt, and I wore a 

 blanket doubled. Where they ate humpbacks I tied cedar bark round 

 the arm of the man that they shot. And the one shot in the head also 

 returned to life. He told us he would not die for some time yet. 



And, when we came round the point, they came down in a crowd 

 opposite us. They had had a Kaisun man living at Masset question us. 

 They gave him the following directions. "'If you recognize them ask 

 them ' Is it you?' and if you do not know them ask ' What warriors 

 are those?'" That was the way in which he questioned us. They 

 then called ashore from our canoe a Masset man who was born in the 

 same place with a certain one [of them]. We four stayed then in the 

 canoe. But no on'^. got out of Gana'-i's canoe. 



A man of the Sg.adji'goaJ la'nas^* then stood near them, holding a 

 gun. Two cartridge boxes hung from his side. They said he was a 

 brave man. He said: "Tell me, Pebble-town people,^-' what did the 

 Tlingit do to the people of your family in former times? When the 

 Tlingit formerly beat them every time why do you do this? I could 

 do something to you for your foolishness. You might be shot to 

 pieces." And, when he aimed his gun, he pointed it at us. His name 

 was StAwa't. 



I felt as though I had been struck in the face. He had pointed a 

 short gun at me. I seized then a long one, and I jumped off. I ran 

 to him. I struck him at once with the gun. I struck him in the neck. 

 And when he was about to strike me I got my gun ready for him. 

 "Now, if you strike me, I will shoot you." Two of my friends who 

 were ashore then struck him with their guns. And Natqa'g.oii said 

 to him: "This is not the lirst time [men of his family have done such 

 things], and they are also brave. Why don't you strike back?" 



Then some one said to us: "Cease doing it to him. You have 

 struck him more than enough for his talk." We then stopped, and 



