“Knuckle-Bone was a strong man, a very strong man, and he knew not law.  He knew only his own strength, and in the fullness thereof he went forth and took the wife of Three-Clams.  Three-Clams tried to fight, but Knuckle-Bone clubbed out his brains.  Yet had Knuckle-Bone forgotten that all the men of us had added our strength to keep the law among us, and him we killed, at the foot of his tree, and hung his body on a branch as a warning that the law was stronger than any man.  For we were the law, all of us, and no man was greater than the law.

“Then there were other troubles, for know, O Deer-Runner, and Yellow-Head, and Afraid-of-the-Dark, that it is not easy to make a tribe.  There were many things, little things, that it was a great trouble to call all the men together to have a council about.  We were having councils morning, noon, and night, and in the middle of the night.  We could find little time to go out and get food, because of the councils, for there was always some little thing to be settled, such as naming two new watchers to take the place of the old ones on the hill, or naming how much food should fall to the share of the men who kept their weapons always in their hands and got no food for themselves.

“We stood in need of a chief man to do these things, who would be the voice of the council, and who would account to the council for the things he did.  So we named Fith-Fith the chief man.  He was a strong man, too, and very cunning, and when he was angry he made noises just like that, fith-fith, like a wild-cat.

“The ten men who guarded the tribe were set to work making a wall of stones across the narrow part of the valley.  The women and large children helped, as did other men, until the wall was strong.  After that, all the families came down out of their caves and trees and built grass houses behind the shelter of the wall.  These houses were large and much better than the caves and trees, and everybody had a better time of it because the men had added their strength together and become a tribe.  Because of the wall and the guards and the watchers, there was more time to hunt and fish and pick roots and berries; there was more food, and better food, and no one went hungry.  And Three-Legs, so named because his legs had been smashed when a boy and who walked with a stick—­Three-Legs got the seed of the wild corn and planted it in the ground in the valley near his house.  Also, he tried planting fat roots and other things he found in the mountain valleys.

“Because of the safety in the Sea Valley, which was because of the wall and the watchers and the guards, and because there was food in plenty for all without having to fight for it, many families came in from the coast valleys on both sides and from the high back mountains where they had lived more like wild animals than men.  And it was not long before the Sea Valley filled up, and in it were countless families.