A Key Into the Language of America, or an Help to the Language of the Natives in That Part of America Called New-England: Together with Briefe Observations of the Customes, Manners, and Worships, &c. of the Aforesaid Natives, etc.Williams, Roger
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A Key Into the Language of America, or an Help to the Language of the Natives in That Part of America Called New-England: Together with Briefe Observations of the Customes, Manners, and Worships, &c. of the Aforesaid Natives, etc.
Williams, Roger
Narragansett Indians; Narragansett language
Upon this, the Indian makes a falling trap called Sunnúckhig, (with a
great weight of stones) and so sometimes Knocks the Wolfe on the head
with a gainefull revenge, especially if it bee a blacke Wolfe, whose
Skins they greatly prize.
Nonówwussu, It is leane.
Wauwunockôo, It is fat.
Weékan, It is sweet.
Machemóqut, It smells ill.
Anit, It is putrified.
Poquêsu, Halfe a Deere.
Poskáttuck & Missêsu, A whole Deere.
Kuttíomp, A Buck.
Paucottaúwat,
Wawúnnes, A young Buck.
Qunnèke, A Doe.
Aunàm, A Fawne.
Moósqin,
Yo asipaúgon, Thus thick of fat.
Noónatch, or, attuck ntíyu, I hunt Venison.
Mishánneke ntíyu, I hunt a Squirrill.
Paukunnawaw ntío, I hunt a Beare, &c.
Wusséke, The hinder part of the Deere.
Apome-ichash, Thigh: Thighes.
Uppèke-quòck, Shoulder, shoulders.
Wuskàn, A bone.
Wussúckqun, A taile.
Awemaníttin, Their Rutting time.
Paushinùmmin, To divide.
Paushinummauatíttea, Let us divide.
This they doe when a Controversie falls out, whose the Deere should
bee. Causkashunck, the Deere skin.
Obs: Púmpom, a tribute skin when a Deere (hunted by the Indians or
Wolves) is kild in the Water. This skin is carried to the Sachim or
Prince, within whose territory the Deere was slaine.
Ntaumpowwashaûmen, I come from hunting.
_Generall Observation of their Hunting._
There is a blessing upon endeavour, even to the wildest Indians; the
sluggard rosts not that which he tooke in hunting, but the substance
of the diligent (either in earthly or heavenly affaires) is precious.
Prov. 25.
More particular.
Great paines in hunting th’ Indians wild,
And eke the English tame,
Both take, in woods and for rests thicke,
To get their precious game.
Pleasure and Profit, Honour false,
(The World’s great Trinitie)
Drive all men, through all wayes, all times,
All weathers, wet and drie.
Pleasure and Profits, Honour sweet,
Eternall, sure and true,
Laid up in God, with equall paines,
Who seekes, who doth pursue?
CHAP. XXVIII.
_Of their Gaming, &c._
Their games (like the English) are of two sorts, private and publike;
A Game like unto the English Cards, yet, instead of Cards, they play
with strong Rushes.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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