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But even if he had known all, Multnomah would have sacrificed her. His plans must be carried out even though her heart be crushed. Now followed the potlatch, the giving of gifts. At a signal from the war-chief, his slaves appeared, laden with presents. Large heaps of rich furs and skins were laid on the ground near the chiefs.
He shall get the first gifts of our great Potlatch. The crowd was delighted. They approved the boy and rejoiced to see the real Potlatch was begun. When the blankets were piled up beside him they reached to the top of Ta-la-pus' head. Then the chief put ten dollars in the boy's hand with the simple words, "I am glad to give it. You won it well, my Tenas Tyee."
The man was sitting in the stern steering and holding a sleeping child in his arms. Another lay asleep at his feet. He told us that Sitka Jack had gone up to the main Chilcat village the day before he left, intending to hold a grand feast and potlatch, and that whiskey up there was flowing like water. The news was rather depressing to Mr.
Then, late in the summer, there came one marvellous night, when his father and brother returned from the sockeye salmon fishing, with news that set the entire Indian village talking far into the early morning. A great Squamish chief on the mainland was going to give a Potlatch. He had been preparing for it for weeks.
She have no right. All right after Potlatch. I wah-wah; she wah-wah no more." "Be good yourself, Benjamin. Be kind to her; make her kind. You do right." The young Indian hesitated, then answered: "I do as you say. You are friend. I'll do as I feel when the music play. I try. So you say." The cloud passed. The teacher paid the Indian boy special attention that morning.
In most instances a record is kept of the property dispensed, and an equivalent, if not already received, is expected at some future potlatch. Dancing and Masquerading. The Hydas are fond of dancing, and display great ingenuity in devising many grotesque and fanciful costumes for wearing upon such occasions.
"It was thisaway, mister; yes, sir; listen: I was camped in the ravine, an' all to wunst I seen the flare of the fire an' I run over there; but 'twas too late the roof had fell in an' the pore feller must 'a' been cooked alive. It was turrible, mister turrible! "An' I run an' hitched up the team an' druv to Hilarity hell bent fer a potlatch that's the way of it s'elp me God it is!
"Perhaps you will be lucky and bring home chicamin and blankets. The old men say the winter will be cold. Grey geese were going south yesterday, three weeks earlier than last year. I shall stay at home, until the babies are older. Yes, you and the boys go." "Yes," responded the chief. "It would never do for us to miss a great Squamish Potlatch. We must go."
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