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He seemed to wish to reserve the influence of the instrument for the Potlatch , to make it an object of wonder and veneration for a time , that its voice might be more magical when it should be heard . There was a kind of tambourine , ornamented with fan-like feathers , in the lodge . Fair Cloud used to play upon it , or rather shake it in a rhythmic way . There was also a war-drum in the lodge , and an Indian called Blackhoof used to beat it , and say : `` I walk upon the sky , My war-drum 't is you hear ; When the sun goes out at noon , My war-drum 't is you hear ! `` When forkèd lightnings flash , My war-drum 't is you hear . I walk upon the sky , And call the clouds ; be still , My war-drum 't is you hear ! '' The tribes of the Oregon at this time were numerous but small .