They had never even heard of a match.
The Angakok sat down on the beach. He had some little pieces of
dry driftwood and some dried moss.
He held one end of a piece of driftwood in a sort of handle which
he pressed against his lips. The other end was in a hollow spot
in another piece of wood.
The Angakok rolled one driftwood stick round and round in the
hollow spot of the other. He did this by means of a bow which he
pulled from one side to the other. This made the stick whirl
first one way, then back again. Soon a little smoke came curling
up round the stick.
Koolee dropped some dried moss on the smoking spot. Suddenly
there was a little blaze!
She fed the little flame with more moss, and then lighted the
moss on the stones of the fireplace. She put a soapstone kettle
filled with water over the fire, and soon the kettle was boiling.
While all this was going on down on the beach, the men took their
salmon spears and went up the river, and Koko and the twins went
with them.
The wives of the Angakok went to find moss to feed the fire. They
brought back great armfuls of it, and put it beside the
fireplace.
Koolee was the cook. She stayed on the beach and looked after the
babies and the dogs, and the fire. Everything was ready for
dinner, except the food!
Meanwhile the men had found a good place where there were big
stones in the river. They stood on these stones with their spears
in their hands. There were hundreds of salmon in the little
stream.
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