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arrows, which were of reed and were two or three feet long, with
points of bone, flint, or obsidian.
The hunters, knowing how hard it was to kill large game, had chosen
their arrows carefully, taking those that had obsidian points. Almost at
the same moment they let fly their shafts. Three elk leaped into the air.
One tumbled over in a somersault which broke one of its antlers, and
then lay dead, shot through the heart by Sholoc. Another took a few
leaps, but a second arrow brought it to its knees. Then it sank slowly
over upon its side; but it struck so fiercely at the hunter who ran up to
kill it with his horn knife that he drew back and shot it again.
"Where is the third elk?" asked Cleeta, looking around.
"Over there," said Gesnip, pointing across the plain.
"Then they have lost it," said the child, with disappointment.
"No, I think not. It is wounded. I saw the blood on its side," said the

sister. "See, one of the men is following it, and it is half a mile behind
the herd. I am sure he will get it."
"This has been a lucky day," said Gesnip. "So much food. Our
stomachs will not ache with hunger for a long time."
"That is because mother wove a game basket to Chinigchinich so he
would send food," said Cleeta.
By the time the party had traveled two miles, Gesnip, with her load,
and Cleeta, whose bare brown legs were growing very tired, lagged
behind.
"O dear," said the elder sister, "we shall surely be too late to go into
camp with uncle." Just then a whoop sounded behind them, and a boy
of thirteen, dressed in a rabbit-skin shirt, carrying a bow in his hand,
came panting up to them.
"Payuchi," said Gesnip, eagerly, "carry my basket for me and I will tell
you some good news."
"No," replied Payuchi, shaking his head, "it is a girl's place to carry the
basket."
"Just this little way, and it is such good news" urged Gesnip. "It will,
make your heart glad."
"Very well, then, tell it quickly," said the boy, changing the basket of
mussels to his own broad back.
"Sholoc has come from Santa Catalina with baskets of abalone and fish,
and with ollas all speckled, and strings of money. He is near the top of
the grade now. Upon hearing the good news the lad darted away at a
great pace, his sisters following as fast as they could. Sholoc and his
party had stopped to rearrange their loads, so the children overtook
them at the head of the trail leading to their home.
"Below them was a valley dotted with live oaks, and along the banks of

the stream that ran through it was a thick growth of alders, sycamores,
and willows. At the foot of the trail, near the water, was a cluster of
what looked like low, round straw stacks. No straw stacks were they,
however, but houses, the only kind of homes known in southern
California at that time.
"It was the Indian settlement where Gesnip, Cleeta, and Payuchi lived,
and of which their father, Cuchuma, was chief. The jacals, or wigwams,
were made of long willow boughs, driven into the ground closely in a
circle, the ends bent over and tied together with deer sinews. They were
covered with a thatching of grass that, when dry, made them look like
straw stacks.
"Sholoc stepped to the-edge of the bluff and gave a long, quavering cry
which could be heard far in the still evening air. Instantly out of the
group of jacals came a crowd of men and boys, who gave answering
cries."
"I am glad they have a fire," said Cleeta, as she saw the big blaze in the
middle of the settlement, "I am so cold."
"Take my hand and let's run," said Gesnip, and partly running and
partly sliding, they followed the men of the party, who,
notwithstanding their heavy loads, were trotting down the steep trail.
They were met at the foot of the grade by a crowd which surrounded
them, all chattering at once. Sholoc told of the elk, and a number of
men started off on the run to bring in the big game. As the visitors
entered camp, Macana, a kind-faced woman, better dressed than most
of her tribe, came forward. She placed her hand on Sholoc's shoulder,
her face lighting up with love and happiness.
"You are welcome, brother," she said.
"The sight of you is good to my eyes, sister," an answered Sholoc. That
was all the greeting, although the two loved each other well. Macana
took the basket from Payuchi's back.

"Come," she called to Gesnip, "and help me wash the mussels."