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have come from Liica'eak!i-:TM, where it was composed by Dritxa^^ii'ttc 

 (named from the action of a man carving- a wolf post when he steps 

 some distance away to take a good look at it). 



[Introductory words] Ite' qoxdzitl'yi qfiq! avA'qiA Datxagu'ttc q!a 



After I am living man I am say- Uatxagu'ttc mouth 



inglike, (he used 



to say) 



yA'xA i.uca'cak!i-an dAx ci a. 



"like it Sand-hill town from song is. 



Uha'n ilngi't-a'ni tuq! hfiqlige'. 



We world inside we feel higher 



of than all. 



I am now sajdng just as the man I live after, Datxagu'ttc, used to 

 say. This song is from Sand-hill town. 



We are the people who feel higher than all others in the world. 



(23) A song used at feasts when two of the host's people dance and 

 one of each of the two parties invited sings for them. 



Kit-gu'ci-hliiAx tela xat qAlixa'c. Da yla'ni kAiiA'x yen xAt 



In Killer-whale's-dorsal- right I aiiilloating Now your town in front of there I 



tin river down. 



kai'lahit Ka'gwAntan ye'tqli. Kut xAt gox lixa'c. 



wish you would Ka'gwAUtan's children. Away I might drift. 



help me, 



I am floating right down in Killer-whale's-dorsal-tin river. I wish 

 you would help me ashore in front of your town, Ka'gwAntan's 

 children. 1 might drift away. 



{•24) Composed l)y a man called Small-lake-underneath (Hayi-a'k!") 

 about a drifting log found full of nails, out of which a house was 

 built. It is used when a feast is about to be given for a dead man, 

 and the}' have their blankets tied up to their waists anTl carry canes. 



^V^ucke't wuLixa'ci gaye's! xa'wu yAx ida' Axtunatl'tc. Axhu'nx 



Drifting [with] log like with I always compare. Jly brother 



iron nails you 



tcla'ya gAx laxa'c. TclAnI'djt gu laxa'c. 



just so let him float. On a good let him float 



sandy beach ashore. 



Guts! tu'di wuxi'xi gAga'n yAx ida' Axtunatl'tc AXLa'. 



Clouds into goes sun like around you I compare my mother. 



Acga' Lingit-a'ni kAUAcge'ttc. 



That is world makes always dark, 



what 



I always compare you to a drifting log with iron nails in it. Let 

 my brother float in, in that way. Let him float ashore on a good 

 sandy beach. 



I always compare you, my mother, to the sim passing behind the 

 clouds. That is what makes the world dark. 



(25) A Ka'gwAntan song used at a feast when a slave is to i)e killed. 



Yeklu'l qodziti' di'nayaqayi', Ik! ax ucitl'yi nayaqriyi'. 



Are now backing down the people's words, worthless are people's words, 

 on me (people) 



The words of people are now backing down on me, the words of 

 worthless people. 



