The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1916-05-11

then the foodtide came in and drown
ed him. We found his body the next
day, and 1t was n lesson to us. Not
another one of us was ever caught In
the closing shell of an abalone.
The Swift One and l managed to
bring up one child, boy-at least we
managed to bring him along for sever
al years. But am quite confident he
/ could never have survived that terrible
| climate. And then one day the Fire
People appeared again. They had
! come down the river. not on Il catuma-
ran. but In n rude dugout. There were
three of them that padded in 1t, and
one OF them was the little, wizencd
old hunter. They landed on our beach.
and he limped across the sand and ex.
amined our caves.
They went away In few minutes.
but the Swift One was badly scared.
We were all frightened, but none OF us
to the extent that she was. She whim-
pered and cried and was restless all
that night. In the morning she took
the child In her arms and by sharp
cries. gestures and example started me
on our second long flight. There were
eight OF the folk (all that was left OF
the horde, that remained behind In the
caves. There was no hope for them
without doubt. even II the Fire People
did not return. they must soon have
persisted. 1t was n bad climate down
there by the sea. The folk were not
constituted for the coast dwelling life.
We Travelled SOUTH for days skirting
the great swamp, but never venturing
into II. Once we broke back to the
westward, crossing range of noun.
tains and coming down to the coast.
But II was no place for us. There
were no trees. only bleak headlands, n
laundering surf and strong winds that
seemed never to cease from blowing,
We turned back across the mountains,
travelling east and south, until we
came in touch with the great swamp
again.
Soon we gained the southern eX-
tremity of the swamp, and we contln'
ued our course south and east. It was
n pleasant land. The air was warm
and we were again in the forest Later
on we crossed low lying range OF hills
and found ourselves In an even better
forest country. The farther we pene
trated from the coast the warmer we
found It. and we went on and on until
we came to large river that seemed
|
where she must have come during thu
four years absence from the horde
This river we crossed on logs, landing
on the other side at the base OF larg'
bluff. High up on the blum we foun'
our new home, n cave most difficult
access and quite hidden from any ey
beneath.
There Is little more of my tale I
tell. Here the Swift One and l live
| and reared our family. And here m
! memories end We never made nj
I other migration. ! never dream b.
| yond our high. inaccessible cave. An
| here must have been born the Chi
that inherited the stuff OF my dream
that had nodded into its being all Il
Impressions of ny life. or Of the II
of Big Tooth. rather who Is my 9th
self and not my real self. but who
so real to me that often ! am unab
to tell what age / am living In.
I often wonder about this line OF d
NJ scent l, the modern, nm incontcstab
n. a man, yet !. Big Tooth, the primitiv
10 am not n man. Somewhere and
If. straight line of descent these two pa
d. ties to my dual personality were co
NJ nected. Were the folk before the
n. destruction in the process Of becomii
re men? And did / and mine car
II. through this process? On the 9th