Oregon, Washington and Alaska; Sights and Scenes for the Tourist by E. L. Lomax
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them on the heads of the others. The other squaws were sitting on the
ground in long rows in front of the canoes reaching to the water's edge, about 200 feet below. Their music was a wild shout or croon by all the tribe, and the dancing is a movement in any irregular way, or a swaying motion given to the time given by the voices, and they only advanced a few inches in an hour's time. The tribe approaching in canoes had their representative men dressed in the same styles, only gayer, if possible. When the canoes glided onto the beach, four abreast, it was the signal to drop the canvas hiding the host and party, and advance a little distance to meet them. Then they broke ranks and made way for the visitors to approach the house with their gifts of blankets or other valuables for the tyhee. Most of the Indians convert their riches into blankets. These nations, seen by the tourist in an ordinary trip to Alaska, seem very much the same in all points visited. None of them are poor, all have some money, and many have WEALTH COUNTED BY THOUSANDS. To be sure, some of them are in a measure Christianized, but the odors arising from the homes of the best of them are such as a civilized nose never scented before. Rancid grease, dried fish, pelts, decaying animals, and human filth made the strongest perfume known to the commercial or social world. [Illustration: GRANVILLE CHANNEL, ALASKA. Reached via the Union Pacific Ry.] |
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