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vals, a bunch at a time, and hung on another stick. The curtain is 
then again suspended, and the mourners sing till it is once more 
removed. Then they return the wampum, bunch by bunch, saying, 
“You said,” and repeating the words already given. The new 
chief is then presented for installation. The wampum has no refer- 
ence to the ancient song containing the 52 names of the principal 
chiefs, but to the shorter song here given. 
The seven bunches used in the council house are here illustrated 
by a set lent to the writer by the Rev. Albert Cusick of the Onon- 
daga reservation. He translated the song of the Younger Brothers 
for Horatio Hale, and this translation is here used, with references 
to the wampum in due order. Of this part of the ceremony Mr 
Hale said nothing. It is to be observed that changes are made 
according to the parties bereaved. , 
The speaker takes from the stick a bunch of three strings of 
purple wampum, about 50 beads long, carrying it to the mourners, 
and makes the following speech: 
1 Now—now this day—now | come to your door where you are 
mourning in great darkness, prostrate with grief. For this reason 
we have come here to mourn with you. I will enter your door, and 
come before the ashes, and mourn with you there; and I will speak 
these words to comfort you. 
Now our uncle has passed away, he who used to work for all 
that they might see the brighter days to come—for the whole body 
of warriors, and also for the whole body of women, and also the 
children that were running around, and also for the little ones 
creeping on the ground, and also those that are tied to the cradle 
boards; for all these he used to work that they might see the bright 
days to come. ‘This we say, we three brothers. 
Now the ancient lawgivers have declared—our uncles that are 
gone, and also our Elder Brothers—they have said it is worth 20— 
it was valued at 20—and this was the price of the one who is dead. 
And we put our words on it [i. e. the wampum] and they recall his 
name—the one that is dead. .This we say and do, we three 
brothers. 
Now there is another thing we say, we Younger Brothers. He 
who has worked for us has gone afar off; and he also will in time 
take with him all these—the whole body of warriors, and also the 
whole body of women—they will go with him. But it is still harder 
when the woman shall die, because with her the line is lost. And 
also the grandchildren and the little ones who are running around— 
