This happened at my birth place and about one mile up the Klamath River
from my mother’s birthplace, at Wah-tec village both places being on
the north side of the river. At Pec-wan village, there comes down from
the east and north, a creek that enters into the Klamath River, at
or near Pec-wan village, and is called Pec-wan Creek. This creek has
three forks, the north, middle and south forks, the south fork being
the largest one. The mountain rises to a height of about four or five
thousand feet at the head of the south fork, and nearly the whole of
the country of Pec-wan, is covered with a dense growth of large timber
and thick brush. In this vast forest of timber, there are sloping flats
on the creek, and up the sides of the mountain there is oak timber, the
acorn, from which we make our bread, and which we call pop-saw. In the
Fall, which is the last part of October, and on through the month of
November, sometimes later, there was a family moved back on the south
fork, to a picking place. At these camps they most always have houses,
sometimes they are made of cedar bark and sometimes of boards, but they
are made tight and comfortable, so if there comes a rain they can keep
dry and warm, particularly the women and children. After they had been
there for sometime and had gathered a quantity of acorns, there came
some wild Indians (Oh-mah-hah) around on the outside of the houses,
and as there was quite a number of young men in the camps, the girls
were closely watched by the men, and were not much afraid of the wild
men. The men would go outside and holler at the Oh-mah-hahs to come
into the house, so that they could see them, but they were afraid to
come in, only watching a chance to steal one of the girls, and take
her away for a wife. After the Indians had gathered as many acorns as
they thought they wanted, they concluded to go back to their homes,
but two of the large, strong and athletic young Pec-wans, said they
were going to remain in the camp, and hide in one of the houses. The
rest all got ready and started home, leaving the two young men, who
climbed up to the frame, where the platform is fixed, that they put
the large basket plates, filled with the acorns on, that are hulled,
so as to dry them, over where they make the fire to cook and warm by,
the heat going up through the platform and plates, drying the acorns;
so the young men secreted themselves up there for they could not be
seen, and kept very still. In the evening the Wild Indians came, and
not seeing or hearing anyone, supposed that all had left the camp,
and after spying around awhile, an Oh-mah-hah ventured into the house
and sat down by the fire-place, and opened a buck-skin sack, which we
call ac-gure, and which has sticks inside to act as stays, to hold it
in shape, it being twelve or fourteen inches long, and carry it under
the arm, each one of these wild men had one of these sacks, which is a
sort of a magic wand, and in this, they carry different kinds of herbs.
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