The Little Warrior
THE LITTLE WARRIOR CHAPTER ONE 1. Freddie Rooke gazed coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had placed on a plate before him. "Parker!" His voice had a ring of pain. "Sir?" "What's this?" "Poached egg, sir."
SAMUEL L. MITCHILL.
It would appear, from recent researches on the Northwest coast, that the
natives of that region embalmed their dead with much care, as may be
seen from the work recently published by W.H. Dall,[35] the description
of the mummies being as follows:
We found the dead disposed of in various ways; first, by
interment in their compartments of the communal dwelling, as
already described; second, by being laid on a rude platform
of drift-wood or stones in some convenient rock shelter.
These lay on straw and moss, covered by matting, and rarely
have either implements, weapons, or carvings associated with
them. We found only three or four specimens in all in these
places, of which we examined a great number. This was
apparently the more ancient form of disposing of the dead,
and one which more recently was still pursued in the case of
poor or unpopular individuals.
Lastly, in comparatively modern times, probably within a few
centuries, and up to the historic period (1740), another
mode was adopted for the wealthy, popular, or more
distinguished class. The bodies were eviscerated, cleansed
from fatty matters in running water, dried, and usually
placed in suitable cases in wrappings of fur and fine grass
THE LITTLE WARRIOR CHAPTER ONE 1. Freddie Rooke gazed coldly at the breakfast-table. Through a gleaming eye-glass he inspected the revolting object which Parker, his faithful man, had placed on a plate before him. "Parker!" His voice had a ring of pain. "Sir?" "What's this?" "Poached egg, sir."