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Legends of Myself 55
Continued from Legends of Myself 54 55. Two Stories from Spaksuut The Wolf, Deer and Salmon People. My brother Aleck, who is bound to know these things better than I, told me a story which he said...
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Legends of Myself 61
61. The Forgetting of Temlaxham The Sphinx gazes across a short stretch of ground towards the Valley Temple of Khafre, the temple complex built in conjunction with Pyramid Khafre, the second largest of...
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Legends of Myself 75
75. The Inside Passage, 1960: Traveling South That first night was the last night I spent sleeping under the pup tent in the bow of our rowboat. I admit I wanted to awaken to more mornings like that...
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Legends of Myself 76
76. Inside Passage, 1960: Klemtu Brides Klemtu was once—and I suppose still is—Klemdulxk, which is Tsimshian for “blocked passage.” There was once a thick forest of kelp to slow traffic in Klemtu...
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Meeting the Haida Fleet by WH Collison
William Henry Collison arrived on the Northwest Coast in 1873 to begin work as a missionary for the Church Missionary Society. He learned Tsimshian while teaching at the Utopian (and totalitarian)...
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William Duncan in Metlakatla
From In the Wake of the War Canoe by William Collison. The story of Metlakatla is a quintessentially British Columbia story, which, in the middle of the 19th century, represented the farthest,...
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Legends of Myself 77
77. The People of the Cane The Kitka’ata, like many other Tsimshian, trace their origins to Temlaxham, which was destroyed and its people scattered when the side of Stekyawden Mountain slipped some 45...
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Legends of Myself 78
78. Hartley Bay, 1960: Tommy’s Family Hartley Bay is just around the corner from the Inside Passage, perhaps five miles away by boat from a junction with Grenville Channel, sidling around Promise...
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Legends of Myself 80
80. Hartley Bay, 1960: Teddy’s Smart My father hovered around the Inside Passage a little while after dropping me off at Hartley Bay. He must have done some more fishing. The last I saw of our skiff...
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Legends of Myself 82
82. Hartley Bay and Laxgal’tsap, 1961: Cockles and Herring Roe When uncles came to call at the house where I was staying in Hartley Bay, quarters and dimes often found their way into the palms of the...
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