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(53) Composed by one of the Box-house people called Saxa', about 

 another man, Amongf-the-brant (Qenxo'), one of the KiksA'di. It was 

 sung- at feasts and in makincr peace. 



Ye wusgl't yadiye'l tela gotc qiase'gu awaca't. Yadiye'l de 



So always does this Raven this very Wolf the lives of takes away. This Raven now 



phratry this 



iin cyilvA't wudiqe'n. acI'x gaxo'x gotc yAqayi'. 



with upon the has flown. From him is asking Wolf " words', 

 it branch phratry 



Ts!u duyaqa' yex Asi' Anadji' doxoni' yAqayi'. Ts!u Adjiye't 



Also he was saying like it was he thought his friend's ' word.s'. Also to him 



it was 



kAndAUA'ttc. 



it always shakes. 



This is the way this Raven alwa3^s takes the lives of the Wolf 

 phratry. This Raven has already flown up on the branch with the 

 words of the Wolf phratry for which the Wolf phratry is asking 

 him. 



He thought that it was his friend's words that the Raven was doing 

 this with. That always shakes him (i. e., it was really the words of 

 the Wolf phratr}^). 



(54) Reply of Among-the-brant (Qenxo') to Saxa'. 



Qo'xde ga'wu tin wucuxdiya' ituwu'. Deqie't cwuditA'n yei 



On the way drum with I compare myself your mind. Now they are Raven's 



back to make peace beating it 



a'ni kAq!. 



town in. 



. I compare myself to a drum beaten to make peace on the way back. 

 They are beating it already in the Raven's town. 



(55) Composed by Dead-slave (Gux-nawu') about a woman named 

 Poor-orphan (Kahanti'kli), who was a very poor girl, but who, when 

 she grew up, became the richest woman in Wrangell. 



Qa'tcxAu-ak!" ux axlacu'go catk! yA'tsklox yisati'q!. 



Human-hip lake in when I used to girl little you were very 



(Wrangell) make fun of small. 



Gutx nao sa ika'oiicu. Let ikude'q!. 



Where whisky ? did you get. Never you get 



ashamed. 



I used to make fun of this poor little girl at Wrangell when sue 

 was very small. 



Where did you get the whisky [that makes you feel so high] ? You 

 are never ashamed. 



(56) Composed by Kalgl's, a man of the 8itka Ka'gwAntan, about 

 one of the Nanyaji'yi named Cuga'n, before the victory of the Sitka 

 people over those of Wrangell. 



Tcuc ya'odawuL asi' niyAti' tciA Atsu'x i'wana, Nanyaa'yi 



May be too fast it is you are right hurrying you die, Nanyaa'yi's' 



along 



yA'tqli. Tela qa godji' ga'slAS gadusti'ntc. 



children. Still Wolf phratry you ought to have seen first. 



