_Yejodenaghstahhere kanaghsdajikowah_, lit., "they added frame-poles to the great framework." Each of these compounds comprises the word _kanaghsta_, which is spelt by Bruyas, _gannasta_, and defined by him, "poles for making a cabin,--the inner one, which is bent to form the frame of a cabin." The reference in these words is to the Tuscaroras, Tuteloes, Nanticokes, and other tribes, who were admitted into the confederacy after its first formation. From a manuscript book, written in the Onondaga dialect, which I found at "Onondaga Castle," in September, 1880, I copied a list of the fifty councillors, which closed with the words, "_shotinastasonta kanastajikona Ontaskaeken_"--literally, "they added a frame-pole to the great framework, the Tuscarora nation." 29. _Onenh jathondek, sewarihwisaanonghkwe Kayanerenghkowa,_--"now listen, ye who completed the work, the Great League." This section, though written continuously as prose, was probably always sung, like the list of chiefs which follows. It is, in fact, the commencement of a great historical chant, similar in character to the 78th Psalm, or to some passages of the Prophets, which in style it greatly resembles. In singing this portion, as also in the following litany to the chiefs, the long-drawn exclamation of _hai_, or _haihhaih_, is frequently introduced. In the MS. book referred to in the last note, the list of councillors was preceded by a paragraph, written like prose, but with many of these interjections interspersed through it. The interpreter, Albert Cusick, an intelligent and educated man, assured me that this was a song, and at my request he chanted a few staves of it, after the native fashion. The following are the words of this hymn, arranged as they are sung. It will be seen that it is a sort of cento or compilation, in the Onondaga dialect, of passages from various portions of the Canienga Book of Rites, and chiefly from the section (29) now under consideration:-- _ Haihhaih!_ Woe! Woe! _Jiyathonick!_ Hearken ye! _Xivonkliti!_ We are diminished! _ Haihhaih!_ Woe! Woe! _Tejoskawayenton._ The cleared land has become a thicket. _ Haihhaih! _ Woe! Woe! _Skakentahenyon._ The clear places are deserted. _ Hai!_ Woe! _Shatyherarta--_ They are in their graves-- _Hotyiwisahongwe--_ They who established it-- _ Hai!_ Woe! _Kayaneengoha._ The great League. _Netikenen honen_ Yet they declared _Nene kenyoiwatatye--_ It should endure-- _Kayaneengowane._ The great League. _ Hai!_ Woe! _Wakaiwakayonnheha._ Their work has grown old. _ Hai!_ Woe! _Netho watyongwententhe._ Thus we are become miserable.