CHAPTER XXIX. 
THE NO’-ZI, ETC. 
One of the most dreaded enemies of the great Wintiin nation was the 
little tribe called N6-zi, or N6-si 
themselves inferior to the terrible Pakamalli of Hat Creek, they were a 
a whale pursued by a sword-fish. Though 
constant terror to the effeminate dwellers in the rich and sweltering valley 
of the Sacramento, and kept them hemmed in all along from Battle Creek 
nearly up to Pit River, on a margin only about a mile wide. Indeed, with 
this fierce and restless little tribe forever on their flank, always ready to 
pounce upon them, it is singular that the Wintiin maintained such a long 
and narrow ribbon of villages on the east bank, isolated from the main 
body of their nation on the west bank, especially when they had no means 
of communication but rafts. Every year during the salmon season, June 
and July, their days were spent in dread, and their nights in sleeplessness, 
on account of the tormenting Nozi, who were now making frequent dashes 
down on the river. Not content with the limited run of salmon up the 
creeks whose banks they occupied, they made forays under their celebrated 
chief, Polillis, on the Sacramento, and though coming for fish they never 
neglected an opportunity to carry away women and children into the foot- 
hills for slaves. Jor several years before 1849 Major Reading, living on 
the west bank, was largely engaged in trapping for furs, and the Nozi gave 
his trappers endless trouble. 
Round Mountain and the valleys of Oak Run and Clover Creek were 
their principal habitat, though it is pretty certain that they formerly 
extended as far south as Battle Creek. The handful of them still living 
can give no information on the subject, but the above are their territorial 
limits as described by the pioneers. 
Though living at a little higher altitude than the Wintin they are not 
quite so tall as they, but are several shades lighter-colored. They are 
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