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NARRATIVE AND ITINERARY-DIVIDE NORTH OF KLAMATH MARSH. 
Vocabulary of the Klamath language —Continued. 
English. 
Klamath. 
Mother. 
kis-up 
Mountain. 
wlial-lace 
Mouth. 
shum 
Nails. 
staks 
Neck. 
ne-is 
Night. 
pshin 
Nose... 
pshish 
Oldman.. 
chick-ali 
Pipe, calumet. 
pa-ux-pox 
Pistol. 
an-co 
Pain. 
klote-sus 
Red. 
tak-tak-o-li 
River. 
ko-kah 
Saddle. 
kok-lus 
Salmon, fish. 
tchi-altz 
Sea. 
an-pu-al-la 
Shirt. 
tsho-lish 
Sky, heaven. 
pit-eye 
Small, little. 
wik-a-ne 
Snake. 
kali-is' 
Snow. 
cha-ish 
Spring. 
schoh 
English. 
Klamath. 
Star. 
ktsol 
Stick. 
kose 
Stone, rock. 
kty 
Squirrel. 
tsutz-tsac 
Summer. 
pa-ta 
Sun. 
wy-tah 
Thou. 
naw 
Thunder. 
le-mais 
Tobacco. 
kotz-kul 
Toes . 
spal-o-wish 
Tongue. 
pa-watz 
Tooth. 
tote 
Town, village... 
to-me lat-sus 
Tree. 
wah-ko 
Warm. 
walks 
Water. 
am-bo 
White . 
pol-pol-i 
Wind. 
scla-wa-is 
Winter. 
lol-dum 
Woman. 
schnah-watz 
Yellow. 
kak-kak-o-li 
August 23.—This morning we started with a large retinue of savages. The trail led through 
open pine timber for about a mile, and then entered a fine, grassy meadow which extended 
towards the north to Ivlamath marsh. About three miles from camp we reached Klamath 
river, here a sluggish stream divided into two branches by a narrow island. The water rose 
to the backs of the smaller mules, and Lieut. Williamson employed the Indians to transport 
the packs across in canoes. This the squaws, who perform all the work, did by paddling 
round the northern end of the island. After paying their husbands with red blankets, beads, 
and vermilion, which they appear to highly prize, we continued our course through the grassy 
meadow until we reached a clear, ice-cold stream flowing through open timber. Here we 
encamped. The brook rose in springs about a mile from where we struck it, according to the 
report of the guide, who shot three antelopes near its source in the afternoon. 
August 24.—This morning the Indians left us. We followed a large but crooked trail 
through a thick pine forest. Fallen timber of small size somewhat obstructed the way, but 
there were no hills. The soil was light volcanic ashes, in which the animals sank nearly to the 
knee if they left the beaten trail. The dust was stifling. About 13.5 miles from camp, we 
reached the dry bed of a stream which was fringed with willows but entirely destitute of water. 
About five miles further on we came to a water hole, and, as it was nearly sundown, Lieut. 
Williamson decided to encamp, although there was no grass. The water was good, but the 
hole filled slowly, and the supply was scanty. Two more holes were dug a short distance 
further up the ravine, but most of the animals passed the night suffering from both hunger and 
thirst. 
August 25.—To-day we continued our march through a country similar, in all respects, to that 
