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Fall City's Totem Pole Dedicated 19 Years Ago

Reprinted from the Snoqualmie Valley Record,

June 25, 1953.

Fall City's Totem Pole Dedicated 19 Years Ago

Almost 19 years ago a crowd gathered in Fall City for the dedication of the totem pole carved by H. H. Hinds and presented by him to the community in memory of Mrs. Julia Harshman, beloved pioneer, whose death had occurred not long before.

The pole dedicated that day in the park square is still Fall City's most outstanding landmark. It stands 6 feet high and is 4 feet in diameter. The cedar tree from which it was carved came from the Chisholm homestead on the hill above the river. County equipment hauled the tree to the Hinds home and a crew from Puget Sound Power and Light later erected the finished pole in the Fall City square.

Mrs. Gochnour in Charge

Mrs. Elmer Gochnour, representing the Fall City Study Club, and arranged the program which was attended by people from all over the Valley and by many from out of town. H. H. Hinds, the donor, presented the pole in the name of Mrs. Harshman, and his speech was followed by an acceptance by William Carmich-ael, president of the Fall City Community Club.

Others who took part in the ceremony were R. J. Schusman, Chief Nestauw Jones, a full-blooded Haida Indian and members of local Girl and Boy Scout troops.

The Fall City totem pole tale is based on the Indian legend of the Raven. Mrs. H. H. Hinds related it as follows:

In the beginning was Qaq, the Raven creator, known to the Indians as Chief of the Gods, who was always wanting to improve the earth. The fishermen had long complained to the Great Creator that if they had the Moon by night as a light upon Ksen-dehl-tsan, the River-of-mists, they could spear salmon. Qaq determined to get the moon, which had been selfishly hidden by Celestum, the God of Light, from mortals.

It was a long voyage up the river over the misty falls, so the Raven had Naraat, the old man of the waterfall, to build a strong canoe.

But before Naraat could venture out into the unknown waters, he must find the magic paddle, which he knew to be in the possession of evil spirits. Naraat asked the Raven Creator to change him into a dancing grizzly bear so he could lure Nestauw from her house and give the Flying Frog a chance to rescue the sacred paddle.

Kingfisher, in his effort to save the paddle for Nestauw, rushed down to the river and fell upon the head of Naraat and forced him into the water. The old man of the waterfall became very sad, waterfalls streamed down his cheeks, his lips drooped and he would have succumbed to the Kingfisher had not the Flying Frog wrapped his legs around Naraat's body and pulled him from the jaws of the angry Kingfisher.

Naraat and Warh'as, sitting at each end of the magic canoe, Hrsaw, glided up the River of Mists and reaching the headwaters, saw Celestum, the God of Light, dressed in his ceremonial yellow robe and holding the Moonchild in his arms. The countenance of the Moonchild shed a shaft of light on the waters so brilliant that it blinded the intruders. But despite the light, the Flying Frog was too quick for the old man and, rushing upon him, held fast to his great head while Naraat snatched the Moonchild from his arms.

They placed the little fellow in the sacred canoe and swiftly floated down to the house of the Great Creator, the Raven. The Raven lost no time in soaring up to the heavens with Klku-Hlawahs dangling from his beak, and with one mighty fling of his head, the Moonchild went sailing into space to shine by night ever after.

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