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Whale and Thunderbird ruled the great coast, Chief Buckshot, of the Squamish
Indians, returned from a trip to Greenwich Village, New Amsterdam, full of enthus-
iasm for the art he had seen there.

He decided to start a school of his own, so he set up his Tepee on what is
now known as Cambie and Dunsmuir streets, and over the entrance, he hung the
portrait of his patron, Thunderbird. Then he sent a prospectus to the neighbouring
tribes to the North and soon he gathered a fine class together. He taught his pupils
Totem carving; and after the first year they issued a beautiful annual (with a genu-
ine salmon skin cover) called ““Under the Skin.”

Then one day, proudly through the Narrows sailed a wooden ship with a
cargo of red bricks and a captain called George Vancouver.

Now, Captain Vancouver was a good man. He wanted to find new land for
his country and he also respected the Royal Academy. So he anchored his ship in
the bay and rowed ashore in a dinghy with the red bricks, a flag, and some repro-
ductions from the R. A.

After tramping through the forest for a while, the captain and his men came
upon the beautiful glade in which Chief Buckshot and his students were carving
their totems happily beneath the portrait of their patron, Thunderbird. But Cap-
tain Vancouver was very shortsighted and he overlooked the carvers and their work.
He stuck his flag on a stick and said: “Land, | christen you Vancouver after my-
self. And now, lads, bring the red bricks from the dinghy and we will build a
mausoleum to put our beautiful pictures in.”

So they started to build a mausoleum, and much to the horror of Chief Buck-
shot and his students, all the crew were very shortsighted, too, and erected the build-

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HOW THE VANCOUVER AR,

MANY YEARS AGO WHEN KILLER
Whale and Thunderbird ruled the great coast, Chief Buckshot, of the Squamish
Indians, returned from a trip to Greenwich Village, New Amsterdam, full of enthus-
iasm for the art he had seen there. 4

He decided to start a school of his own, so he set up his Tepee on what is
now known as Cambie and Dunsmuir streets, and over the entrance, he hung the
Portrait of his patron, Thunderbird. Then he sent a prospectus to the neighbouring
tribes to the North and soon he gathered a fine class together. He taught his pupils
Totem carving; and after the first year they issued a beautiful annual (with a genu-
ine salmon skin cover) called ‘‘Under the Skin.”

Then one day, proudly through the Narrows sailed a wooden ship with a
cargo of red bricks and a captain called George Vancouver.

Now, Captain Vancouver was a good man. He wanted to find new land for
his country and he also respected the Royal Academy. So he anchored his ship in
the bay and rowed ashore in a dinghy with the red bricks, a flag, and some repro-
ductions from the R. A.

After tramping through the forest for a while, the captain and his men came
upon the beautiful glade in which Chief Buckshot and his students were carving
their totems happily beneath the portrait of their patron, Thunderbird. But Cap-
tain Vancouver was very shortsighted and he overlooked the carvers and their work.
He stuck his flag on a stick and said: Land, | christen you Vancouver after my-
self. And now, lads, bring the red bricks from the dinghy and we will build a
mausoleum to put our beautiful pictures in.’”

So they started to build a mausoleum, and much to the horror of Chief Buck-
shot and his students, all the crew were very shortsighted, too, and erected the build-