Note 1 — He-who-travels-behind-us (or Qonā′ts)

There lay Pebble-town.1 At times the town people fished for herring with nets. Sometimes they got a porpoise in their nets. And, when they reached home, the town chief sent a slave into the house of him who had killed it and had him say: “The chief says you are not to spill the blood of the porpoise upon the ground.”2 In this way the porpoises were often taken away. The chief treated the town people as if they were his slaves.