SWANTON] TLINGIT MYTHS AND TEXTS 95 



Now he thought of what his grandmother had told him, took his 

 canoe down, and prepared to go away. He told his mother that he 

 might be gone for two days and said, "Take care of this fire drill. 

 Hang it in a safe place overhead, and, if I am killed, it w;ill fall." 

 He went along on the water shooting at birds and suddenly saw a 

 canoe coming toward him. "There is the thing that has killed all of 

 my mother's friends," he thought. Then he began talking to his 

 dog, his club, and his bow and arrows, all of which could understand 

 him. 



The man coming toward him had only one eye, placed in the mid- 

 dle of his face and from this fact was called LecAwa'gi (Man-with- 

 one-eye). He was a very big man whose home was in a cliff. 

 Then he said to the boy, "Is this you, my nephew?" He answered, 

 "It is I." "Where did you come from?" "From my uncle's vil- 

 lage." "Yes, I know you." The one-eyed man could read the 

 boy's thoughts and said to him, "It was not I who killed your uncles 

 and your mother's friends. It was the East wind and the North 

 wind." He mentioned all of the winds. But the boy knew that 

 this big man was after him, and he knew what he meant by talking 

 to him so kindly. Then the big man said, "Let us trade arrows." 

 "Oh! no, my arrows are better than yours. They cost a great deal." 

 One of the boy's arrows was named Heart-stopper (Teq!-gots), 

 because a person's heart stopped beating the instant it touched his 

 body. Another was pointed with porcupme quills, and a third 

 with bark. The big man made the boy believe that his arrow 

 points were sea urchin spines, but in reality they were only the seed 

 vessels of fireweed. This man was a bad shaman. He held his 

 arrow points up, and said, "Do you see these arrows?" He could 

 see that the points were all moving. Then the boy said, "It is won- 

 derful, but my arrows are not like that. They are only good for 

 shooting birds." Now the shaman's object was to get Heart-stopper, 

 Finally the boy said to the shaman, "Look here, you call yourself 

 my uncle. That is how you did away with my uncles and my 

 mother's friends, is it? You will never make away with me so." 

 That angered the big man, and before they knew it both had their 

 arrows in hand, but the boy was the quicker and killed his antago- 

 nist; the dog helped him. Then the boy took the big man's 

 tongue out and burned his body. All this time his mother was wor- 

 rying about him. 



Then he paddled along by the shore and heard some one calling 

 to him. He thought, "There is another bad man." So he went to 

 the place and discovered on a veiy steep cliff falling sheer into the 

 water an aperture with red paint around it and devil clubs tied into 

 a ring hanging close by. Some one inside of this invited him in, 

 and, as he was very brave and cared for nothing, he went up to the 



