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mouth, holds it firmly closed, while he applies his lips to its nostrOs and 

 breathes as much wind into them as possible, again inhaling from the 

 lungs of the dying animal into his own. Then letting go he exclaims: 



Ha! d-lab-kwi'i! hom tii-tchu, hom tcha-16. Hom ta tasho-na-nd, 



Ab! Tbanks! my fatluf. my child. Tome thou seeds (of earth) 



k'iii-shc-ma ilnik-tchi-anap-tu. Hom ta t6-k'o-ha-na, o-ne, yathl k'ok- 



watcr (want) meet (grant) do. To me thou light trail over good 



(favor) 



shi, 4n-ik-tchi-a-uap-tu. 



meet (grant) do. 



FREE TRANSLATION. 



Ah! Thanks, my father, my child. Grant unto me the seeds of earth 

 ("daily bread") and the gift of water. Grant unto me the light of thy 

 favor, do. 



As soon as the animal is dead he lays open its viscera, cuts through 

 the diaphragm, and makes an incision in the aorta, or in the sac which 

 incloses the heart. He then takes out the prey fetich, breathes on it, 

 and addresses it thus : 



Si ! Hom tii-tchu, hi-k'ia yiitton-nd, lithl k'ia-pin-ha-i an k'iah-kwin 



Si ! My father this day here Game animal its life-tiuid (blood) 



a-k'iii tas i-k'iah-kAvi-nA, tas i'-ke-i-nan a-k'iA i'-te-lia-u-nd: 



hence thou shalt dampen thyself, thou ahalt (thy) bonce add unto : 



■with, heart with 



FREE TRANSLATION. 



Si! My father, this day of the blood of a game being thou shalt drink 

 (water thyself). With it thou shalt enlarge (add unto) thy heart : 



He then dips the fetich into the blood which the sac still contains, 

 continuing meanwhile the prayer, as follows : 



les tik-16-a ak'n' ha-i', k'ia-pin-ha-i an k'i^h-kwTn, an shi-i-nan 



likewise cooked being, game being its fluid (of life) its flesh 



done raw 



a-k'ia ha's lithl yam i-kei-nan i-te-li-a-u-nii. 



hence I shall here my heart add unto (enlarge), 



with 



FREE TRANSLATION. 



likewise, I, a "done" being, with the blood, the flesh of a raw 



being (game animal), shall enlarge (add unto) my heart. 



Which finished, he scoops up, with his hand, some of the blood and 

 sips it; then, tearing forth the liver, ravenously devours a part of it, 

 and exclaims, "l5-lah-kwa!" (Thanks). 



While skinning and quartering the game he takes care to cut out the 

 tragun or little inner lobe of its ear, the clot of blood within the heart 

 (a'-te mul li-li-k'o-na), and to preserve some of the hair. Before leav- 

 ing, he forms of these and of the black paint, corn pollen, beads of tur- 

 kois or turkois dust, and sacred shell or broken shell and coral beads 

 before mentioned, a ball, and on the spot where the animal ceased to 



