The God of His Fathers: Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London
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"'Him takum more,--three,' with another duck. "'Oh!' And I turned away as though it didn't interest me. "But this wouldn't do, and everybody begins singing out, 'Killisnoo! Killisnoo!' "'Killisnoo what?' I asked. "'Killisnoo, _klooch_, Chief George,' they blathered. 'Killisnoo, _klooch_.' "I jumped and looked at Chief George. He nodded his head and threw out his chest. "She'll be no _klooch_ of yours,' I says solemnly. 'No _klooch_ of yours,' I repeats, while his face went black and his hand began dropping to his hunting-knife. "'Look!' I cries, striking an attitude. 'Big Medicine. You watch my smoke.' "I pulled off my mittens, rolled back my sleeves, and made half-a-dozen passes in the air. "'Killisnoo!' I shouts. 'Killisnoo! Killisnoo!' "I was making medicine, and they began to scare. Every eye was on me; no time to find out that Tilly wasn't there. Then I called Killisnoo three |
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