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Clara's Story of the Mohawks - (March 1917)

Of old times. Fibe canoes goin' huntin', on shore, leetle boys took dose fibe canoes. Children singing "Come out"; & shes standin' in fibe canoes, fishes head cut hang ebry canoe - (leetle boys ang for fun, for scalps) {That is they had found on the shore the fishes' heads cut off & they struck them up as men would have struck up scalps, they were playing being warriors}

"Go-aymit -- go-aymit" -- "sing, let's sing"

"Now he's goin gib bed luck dose young ones", says old folks.

"Now goin Mohawks kill whole of us."

(So when the boys came back from their lark the older ones were all ready for them)

So they went into water at Kchi-siti-mook, got boys and give good lickin' all way home

When big boy tol' others, How you like your lickin? You don't like lickin then tougts