We are all one tribe from the source of the Klamath river to its mouth,
and down the coast as far as Trinidad, (Cho-ri) and up the coast as far
as Wilson creek, which we call Ah-man. We are classed in two divisions
and term ourselves as Po-lick-las along the coast and up the river
as far as Weitchpec, designated as the lower division of our tribe.
From Weitchpec on up the river to its source we term as Petch-ic-la,
the upper division of our tribe. We intermarry to a great extent,
having the same marriage laws and religious ceremonies and all our
traditions and teachings are the same. We call God, Wah-pec-wah-mow,
which means in our tongue the father of all and we do not consider Him
as one “which has been so much of the white man’s allegory, but as an
Invisible Omnipotent Being, who rules this great universe with an all
seeing eye, He is everywhere.”
Wah-pec-wah-mow is the common name applied to God, used by all classes
of our tribe, as the real and true name of God is never spoken. Our
high priests, born of the royal marriages, are initiated in the Holy
Lodge and are given the true name of God, but they never speak it
outside of the lodge, it is only spoken inside after they have gone
through a long and secret communion, and then the name is only
whispered in the lowest whisper from mouth to ear. This true name is
only used by the Talth with profound reverence to the Great Creator,
in the sacred lodge and in the hallowed lonely places far back on the
high mountains where they go to worship in the profound solitudes, away
from the gaze of curious people. Our religion has been too sacred,
too sublime an ideal to quarrel over, hence we have remained silent
through the gloom of so many years and borne patiently the insults on
royal society as being heathens. This true name of God, as great as the
universe, will never be spoken again. If it should be uttered in a loud
and harsh tone of voice, it is said that the earth will tremble, ignite
in mighty flames and pass away forever. Ever thus, since the creation
of the world, the Talth have handed down our religion and traditions
from the old land of Cheek-cheek-alth, from generation to generation.
It is the duty of every Indian child to be pious and worship the Great
Creator. Our sacred religion is O-pure-ah-way (the White Deer-skin
dance) where all the members of the tribes in unison and worship, and
entertain our guests with much hospitality.
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