[Told by Richard of the Middle-gîtî′ns]
Qä′ndawas was going to make a potlatch in Masset. She owned ten slaves.
And she had eight storehouses in the Kaigani country. [737] She was
going to have [her property] brought over from there.
And she owned a copper plate worth ten slaves. She intended to sell it
for that price in the Tsimshian country. They offered her nine slaves
and an 8-fathom canoe. Thereupon she said that she would not part with
it because there were not ten slaves. They then returned. And they came
to Raven creek. [738]
And, after they had sailed from there to House-point [739] with a south
wind, a strong land breeze came upon them (i.e., a west wind). They
were then carried away. And it carried them to the Kaigani country,
where some Tlingit were gathering seaweed. Then the Tlingit invited
them in. And they got off. After they had given them food they killed
them.
The slaves saw then that they killed those who were on shore, and the
five who had remained to take care of the canoe put up the sails. And,
after they had sailed along for a while, they ran upon a reef and
capsized there. The canoe, filled with the property, then sank. It was
a 10-fathom canoe.
Thinking of this while we were growing up, we grew up to war with the
Tlingit. [740] In the very middle of winter we began to drink medicine,
and right from Qa-itg̣a′og̣ao, [741] where we were fishing for black cod,
we went to war in two canoes. We camped for the night at Kwaitg̣ᴀ′nʟ.
[742] On the following night we camped at La-ut-g̣ᴀ′nʟ̣as. [743] On the
next day we crossed.
And, while it was yet daylight, we came in sight of the rocks along
shore. We then waited for night. And, when evening came, we went in to
land. At daylight we pulled up the canoes. Then we drank there four
buckets of salt water. We were thirsty and ran to the fresh water, and
we drank fresh water out of spruce bark sewed together and ran to the
sea. [744]
And, keeping a sharp lookout unobserved by them we saw four people
going along in a canoe. And, after they were gone, we drew up our
canoes again. There I smoked, after which I was dying of thirst. They
did not think it well to put fresh water on me then, [745] and they put
sea water on me.
After that we went to look for people. We knew that people lived there.
Then we saw smoke far up the inlet. And when evening came we started
thither. Just before daybreak the canoes came in front of it. There
were four houses there. Below was a long stretch of steep shore.
And, when we got off, A′nkustᴀ [746] whipped the peoples’ souls. He
then told us to go up to look at the houses. And two persons went to
look. Just as they got there a big dog barked at them. And when they
came back A′nkustᴀ performed again. He then pretended to tie fast the
dog’s mouth. And he said: “Now, friends, go to look at the houses
again. Now, although he sees you, he will not bark.”
I then went with two others to look. Only a mat hung in the doorway. I
lay down in the doorway. They were snoring in the house. And, having
fastened my knife upon my hand, I entered. I found by feeling that
there were only women there.
And, after we had come to where our people were sitting, I said:
“Chiefs that I have for elder brothers, strengthen yourselves.” They
then divided to enter the house. And they said: “Huk” (“Go on”). [747]
I let Xᴀ′nxaogu′tg̣as go ahead, and his younger brother followed me.
And, when we were about to run in, I looked toward the beach [and saw]
that, instead of coming after us, they were preparing to shoot. We
started away then in disgust. We got into the canoe. There they asked
us why we came down. And we almost came to a quarrel.
We then started off. And, when we landed among the driftwood, Gana′-i’s
canoe came up behind us. They were going to land after us among the
driftwood. He said then: “Come, friends; light a fire here for the
sockeyes, which are good to eat.” But I scolded them for it, [748] and
they got in against their will.
And they remained there still. And, after they had talked for a while
about parting company with the other canoe, I said: “My father-in-law
is a chief. If those who have been in your company kill people and he
receives nothing, you will feel sorry for it. Let us go down the inlet
after them.”
We then followed them down. After we had gone along for a while
Gana′-i’s canoe passed out of the inlet around a point. I then said:
“Let us paddle after them. Paddle after. Paddle after. They might meet
somebody.”
And, when they had nearly rounded another point, they pulled back. Some
time after that guns sounded, and they went ashore. Some Tlingit came
then in a big canoe. They stood in lines in the middle. There were a
great number of guns in this. We then started out to head them off.
As they paddled away from us they shot at us twice, when something
struck me in the head and I lost consciousness. I came to myself lying
in the canoe. By and by, after I grew stronger and had fastened my
knife upon my hand, they said to me: “G̣ᴀ′nx̣oat was killed.” I then
looked at him. He was hanging over into the water. And I told them not
to let him fall in.
The Tlingit then shouted at us. They made a noise on the edges of their
canoe: “A′lala a′lala.” Upon this Gā′ala stood up in ours, and he shot
the man in the stern, so that he fell into the water. Then we said the
same. We, too, said: “A′lala a′lala.” When they shot me two bullets
went through the skin of my head.
And, when Skᴀ′ngwai’s father stood up and aimed at the one next to the
stern, who was paddling and moving his head as he did so, and shot him,
he also fell upon his face in the bailing place. We then again said the
same thing. We rapped on the edges of our canoe, saying at the same
time: “A′lala.” And, when he shot again, another cried out in it. They
stood in lines in the middle of the canoe. Others paddled at the sides.
They then bade us cease shooting. They motioned us away with their
hands. We did then accordingly. The canoe was so large that the people
in it could not be counted.
Then Gana′-i’s canoe went quickly to it. And, when they got close by, a
Tlingit in the middle stood up with a gun. He pointed at this one and
that one among them. Someone in Gana′-i’s canoe speared him with a bone
spear that had a short handle. He dropped the gun. The Tlingit then
quickly sat down. He pulled out the spear. His intestines came out at
the same time. He broke it. And, when he started to shove the spear
back into the wound, someone in Gana′-i’s canoe jumped in to him, and
the people in the canoe stood up.
Then our canoe went thither. And I went to the bow and jumped into it.
All had long knives. I fell in the stern. And the one I fell near
stabbed me. When he struck my shoulder I felt my insides come together
[with pain]. Nevertheless I struck him in the side, and his insides
fell upon me. After that another one came toward me from the bow. I
stabbed him also in the side. When I struck him again he died.
After that another came at me. When he tried to stab me I dodged him.
And when I struck him he grew pale. I told Gā′ala, who came behind me,
to kill him. A youth having no knife then made with his hands the
motion of surrender to me from the bow. And I picked him up, and I
threw him into our canoe. When another came at me I struck him. It
grazed him. He went at once into our canoe. He let himself be enslaved.
I made a cut down his back. He was a brave man. People did not pass in
front of his town. They were afraid of him. When it was reported that
he had let himself be enslaved the Tlingit became boneless [with
astonishment]. They did not believe it. His name was Yāñ.
After we had fought for a while some one called to me from the middle:
“So-and-so’s grandfather, they are too much for me.” I then ran to him.
And they had one of our friends in the bottom of the canoe. A Tlingit
whose knife had dropped from him was moving it toward himself with his
feet when I struck him.
And while I was striking one after another some one shouted to me from
the stern. A Tlingit was lying upon one of our young men. And, pushing
away his knife, I cut off his head. After that I saw some one who got
in out of our canoe and a Tlingit strike each other at the same time.
The Tlingit fell upon his breast. Some time after that he (the Haida)
called to me: “So-and-so’s grandfather, they have broken my arm.” I
looked at him. There was a wound in his right arm. They shot him from
beneath hides lying near. I did not hear the sound of the gun. Neither
did he hear it. Those who were with us instead [of helping us] stood
near looking on. They were afraid.
After we had fought for a while, and had killed nearly all, I ran to
the bow. The many women, who sat in two places, I pushed apart. I
passed between them to the bow. Then the one who had concealed himself
in the bow rose. When he was about to strike me, I struck him in the
side. He at once tried to close with me. I kept striking him. By and by
he died.
And in the stern out of Gana′-i’s canoe they struck a certain one. He
jumped then into the water and struck the edges of the canoe with his
knife. They jumped upon the Tlingit and stabbed him.
And after I had gone about in the bow for a while I looked toward the
stern. They were already pulling in slaves. And when I went thither I
saw a woman left. She had been shot in one leg. And I did not take her.
One that I had struck acted as if he were crazy. Then I jumped into
[our canoe], and, when I was about to stab him, he held up his hands to
me. I then tied his legs together with a rope, and I tied his hands
behind his back.
The property was captured at once. Into Gana′-i’s canoe they took ten
severed heads. There were only nine slaves. And after Skᴀ′ngwai’s
father had brought five heads into ours they found fault. He stopped
then. And they took all the property.
In front of the place whence we had been wrangling a whale swam about
with its young one. And we shot at the young one. We killed the young
one. We took its oil to Port Simpson [749] to trade. There we bought
all kinds of stuff. We carried the things away. And, when the canoes
were filled with property, some was left behind.
The warriors now got in. And, as they went along, they began to sing
war songs. It was hard for me. Two of my younger brothers were killed,
and I sang differently from them.
When they were almost out of the inlet some one shouted “Ix̣iâ′⁺ī, they
are pursuing us.” Full canoes were behind us. The canoes were close
together. They were brave in Sg̣ā′gia’s canoe (the narrator’s). And the
people in Gana′-i’s canoe began to paddle away from us. I then stood up
and I said: “Chiefs whom I have for fathers-in-law and my sons-in-law’s
nephews, do not tell a bad story about us. For that we are out here.
That is why they will kill us. Before they destroy us we will destroy a
whole canoe load of them.”
After we had paddled away for a while in fright I looked back. Instead
of my seeing them they were gone. It was nothing but driftwood, on the
top of which sea gulls sat.
Then the people of Gana′-i’s canoe started a fire in a creek where
there were many humpbacks. There they roasted humpbacks for us. When we
were done eating we went away. We also gave food to the Tlingits.
We then went to Cape Charcon. [We crossed, and], while we were going
along together, some one ahead of us shouted: “What warriors are
those?” Then Skᴀ′ngwai’s father said: “These are Sg̣ā′gia’s warriors.”
And they came out from their concealment. They had guns with red
outsides (i.e., new ones) and two cartridge boxes apiece. No one could
touch me [I was so dirty]. I had on a white shirt, and I wore a blanket
doubled. Where they ate humpbacks I tied cedar bark round the arm of
the man that they shot. And the one shot in the head also returned to
life. He told us he would not die for some time yet.
And, when we came round the point, they came down in a crowd opposite
us. They had had a Kaisun man living at Masset question us. They gave
him the following directions. “If you recognize them ask them ‘Is it
you?’ and if you do not know them ask ‘What warriors are those?’” That
was the way in which he questioned us. They then called ashore from our
canoe a Masset man who was born in the same place with a certain one
[of them]. We four stayed then in the canoe. But no one got out of
Gana′-i’s canoe.
A man of the Sg̣adji′goał lā′nas [750] then stood near them, holding a
gun. Two cartridge boxes hung from his side. They said he was a brave
man. He said: “Tell me, Pebble-town people, [751] what did the Tlingit
do to the people of your family in former times? When the Tlingit
formerly beat them every time why do you do this? I could do something
to you for your foolishness. You might be shot to pieces.” And, when he
aimed his gun, he pointed it at us. His name was Stᴀwa′t.
I felt as though I had been struck in the face. He had pointed a short
gun at me. I seized then a long one, and I jumped off. I ran to him. I
struck him at once with the gun. I struck him in the neck. And when he
was about to strike me I got my gun ready for him. “Now, if you strike
me, I will shoot you.” Two of my friends who were ashore then struck
him with their guns. And Natqā′g̣oñ said to him: “This is not the first
time [men of his family have done such things], and they are also
brave. Why don’t you strike back?”
Then some one said to us: “Cease doing it to him. You have struck him
more than enough for his talk.” We then stopped, and they took us over
to the camping place. A part of our people went round the point. Then
Gustᴀmᴀ′lk invited us. And there they pulled in the two canoes. There
were a great number there of my father’s nephews, born in the same town
with me. They set us then in a line.
And, after he had begun to give us food, the Masset people went down to
the canoes in a crowd. And, when they had nearly reached our slaves, I
handed my gun to Skᴀ′ngwai’s father. I then ran down. I made fast my
knife in my hand. I then pushed them away and anchored the canoes
outside.
They then began to give us food. And we had on our cartridge boxes. We
also kept our guns at our right sides, and we had our knives hanging
down in front. At the same time we ate. Then we finished, and they gave
us tobacco.
And in the evening those born with me and my father’s nephews gave me
tobacco. Besides, they made me an offer for one of my slaves. They
offered sixty blankets for him, an unused musket, a whole suit of
clothes, two bags of shot, a big canoe, many things of all kinds. I
refused them.
We remained awake that night. A part of us slept ashore. I was all
covered with blood from fighting. Very early on the next day they
started in this direction. And, when we were ready to go, Skᴀ′ngwai’s
father went after some water. He was gone for a long time. While he was
still away, Gana′-i’s canoe started. The wind was in the north. I then
left the people directions what to do about him. And we left him.
The Masset people afterward took him in. They landed him at Rose spit.
He walked home from there. And on that day, when it was almost evening,
we sailed by in front of Skidegate. The Skidegate people came out in a
crowd to us. We did not stop. [752] They stood behind us [watching]. We
spent that night at Water-hole. [753] The one in our canoe whom they
had wounded was still alive.
And we started off from there at night. Then we made a camp fire on the
inlet above Tcꜝā′ał. [754] From there we started very early to
Qa-itg̣a′og̣ao. At that time we sang a war song.
We then went into Qa-itg̣a′og̣ao, singing songs of victory. Hu hu hu hu.
When we were going up to the houses we landed the slaves. Some of them
carried children. After having fought we sang songs of victory for many
nights.
Here is all of this story.
This and the following eight stories and that on page 104 practically
constitute one long account of the Haida wars, or rather raids, which
have taken place within recent times, except only those related by
Abraham of Kloo, which succeed. The story-teller was an interesting old
man who, as will be seen by the texts, had himself taken part in many
of these expeditions and had lived a life full of adventure. He
belonged to the Middle-gîtî′ns (Ya′ku-gitina′-i), a branch of the
Pebble-town Gîtî′ns of the west coast, but, while still a young man,
had gone to live with members of his family in Alaska. After that he
and his uncle were in the employ of the Hudson Bay Company for a long
time, until he finally came back to Skidegate to live. He was
acquainted with some myths, but war stories were his “specialty.”