Evening star., 1925-07-05
ESKIMO SLAYER,
DYING, IS FREED
Man Who Killed "Oirty Pig"
Is Sent Back North as
Strength Wanes.
BY Consolidated Press.

BY Consoiluateu fress.
QUEBEC, July 4.-"Ka.koosh" Is
Eskimo for dirty pig" That's what
the Eskimo in North Baffin land
called a certain greedy and quarrel
some trader from st. Johns. The
trader was starting on 2.500-mile
journey over the ice. The Eskimos
decided that he should take even
longer journey. The Angikok or high
priest had them cast little polished
disks OF bone to see who should aid
the trader in his travels. The lot fell
to Nakudlah. an amiable and kindly
man. He was ordered by the tribe to
shoot the trader. He did. Then he
also went on a long journey-to
Kingston prison In the province of
Quebec.
When the Canad dian Steamship
Arctic started wallowing northward
Wednesday-loaded to her bridge
deck with lumber and supplies for the
northern outposts of the British En-
pire--it was taking Nakudlah home
again. For two years he had had his
view Of civilization through prison
bars. He had been sentenced to 10
years. A few months ago he began
to waste away. He was threatened
with tuberculosis. The governor of
the province gave orders to the De-
partment of the Northwest to take
Nakudlah home on the next trip
North.
Brought to Dock.
The Arctic was docked at the old
Kings Wharf at Quebec. Above were
the ramparts and bastions of the old
fortress and the beautiful spires and
pinnacles of the Chateau Frontenac.
There was much uproar and confu-
sion with the sailing. A great ocea n
4 liner went by on its way to Montreal.
| Nakudlah was brought to the wharf
by four OF the rangy. fiamingo Jacket
ed. booted and spurred lads OF the
mounted police.
Nakudlah wore a prison suit of
sleazy gray. 1t hung loosely on his
| wasted frame. His skin was salloU
and his eyes were sunken. He stood
| With mis- cap in his hand looking
| toward the north and waiting for the
| ship to sail. Standing thus motion.
less. he did not even turn to look when
the ocean liner went by. Capt. Muir
ray, a Scotch trader. who has spent
most of his life in the Far North. was
talking to Nackudlah.
| THE lad says he's a bit homesick.
said the Scotchman. These Eskimos
don't like to go about much"
Too Many People"
With the captain as interpreter, this
reporter interviewed Nakudlah.
What does he think of things dowr
this way" IA low cultural interchange
seemingly not articulate, but unques
tionably Eskimol.
He thinks things would be a lot
better If there weren't so many people
That seems to be the main trouble
here-too many people"
1 Ibid thaU him ~ .
Yes, they treated him well. but
he wants to go home. He wants to
know IL you know when this ship is
going to SAIL
Has he a family?'
| HE has a wife and she promised to
walt for him until he comes back
His baby died about the time they
were taking him away"
Does he understand why ne had
| to go to PRISON.
'Yes, he understands, but he had
TO XIII the man. 1t was the law of
his tribe that this man should die, Just
as it was the law Of our tribe that one
| must not kill another. He had to
obey the law of his people
Sits on Capstan.
AS he talked, Nakudfah still looked
| fixedly to the north. Suddenly he
ga nix to the ground.
He says he is tired. and wants to
go home" said tho captain.
One of the red coats came and took
Nakudlah by the hand and led him
| down the gangplank to his room on
| the boat. A big huskfe dog, being
taken north by the ships doctor,
came frolicking up the companionway.
Nakudlah put his arm around him.
and the dog licked his face. 1t was
the first time that Nakudlah,s face
had lighted up. He waved a farewell