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  Speaker 1: The Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Introductory note.
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  Speaker 1: The Song of Hiawathar is based on the legends and
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  Speaker 1: stories of many North American Indian tribes, but especially those
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  Speaker 1: of the Ojibwe Indians of northern Michigan, Wisconsin, and Minnesota.
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  Speaker 1: They were collected by Henry Rowe Schoolcraft, the renowned historian, pioneer, explorer,
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  Speaker 1: and geologist. He was Superintendent of Indian Affairs for Michigan
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  Speaker 1: from eighteen thirty six to eighteen forty one. Schoolcraft married
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  Speaker 1: Jane Johnson o barbaum wau Geiji go Qua, the woman
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  Speaker 1: of the sound which the stars make rushing through the sky.
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  Speaker 1: Jane was a daughter of John Johnson, an early Irish
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  Speaker 1: fur trader, and o chaoguscode Waiqua, the woman of the
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  Speaker 1: Green Prairie, who was a daughter of waub O Jaig,
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  Speaker 1: the White Fisher, who was chief of the Ojibwe tribe
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  Speaker 1: at La Pointe, Wisconsin. Jane and her mother are credited
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  Speaker 1: with having researched, authenticated, and compiled much of the materials.
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  Speaker 1: Schoolcraft included in his Algic Researches eighteen thirty nine and
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  Speaker 1: a revision published in eighteen fifty six as the Myth
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  Speaker 1: of Hiawatha. It was this latter revision that Longfellow used
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  Speaker 1: as the basis for the Song of Hiawatha. Longfellow began
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  Speaker 1: Hiawatha on June the twenty fifth, eighteen fifty four. He
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  Speaker 1: completed it on March the twenty ninth, eighteen fifty five,
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  Speaker 1: and it was published November tenth, eighteen fifty five. As
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  Speaker 1: soon as the poem was published, its popularity was assured. However,
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  Speaker 1: it also was severely criticized as a plagiary of the
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  Speaker 1: Finnish epic poem Kalivala. Longfellow made no secret of the
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  Speaker 1: fact that he used the meter of the Kalavala, but
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  Speaker 1: as for the legends, he openly gave credits to Schoolcraft
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  Speaker 1: In his notes to the poem. I would add a
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  Speaker 1: personal note here. My father's routes include Ojibwe Indians. His mother,
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  Speaker 1: Margaret Caroline Davenport, was a daughter of Susan de Carrot
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  Speaker 1: Davenport ougi Emaqua, the Chief Woman, whose mother was a
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  Speaker 1: daughter of Chief wau Bojig. Finally, my mother used to
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  Speaker 1: rock me to sleep, reading portions of Hiawatha to me.
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  Speaker 1: Especially Wawa tesi, little firefly, little flitting white fire insect,
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  Speaker 1: little dancing white fire creature. Light me with your little candle.
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  Speaker 1: Ere upon my bed, I lay me ere in sleep.
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  Speaker 1: I close my eyelids. Woodrow w Morris, The Song of
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  Speaker 1: Hiawatha introduction. Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence
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  Speaker 1: these legends and traditions? With the odors of the forest,
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  Speaker 1: with the dew and damp of meadows, with the curling
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  Speaker 1: smoke of wigwams, with the rushing of great rivers, with
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  Speaker 1: their frequent repetitions, and their wild reverberations as of thunder
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  Speaker 1: in the mountains, I should answer. I should tell you
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  Speaker 1: from the forests and the prairies, from the great lakes
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  Speaker 1: of the Northland, from the land of the Ojibways, from
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  Speaker 1: the land of the Dakotas, from the mountains, moors and fenlands,
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  Speaker 1: where the heron the Shuhuga feeds among the reeds and rushes.
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  Speaker 1: I repeats them as I heard them from the lips
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  Speaker 1: of Nawadaha, the musician, the sweet singer. Should you ask
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  Speaker 1: me where Nawadaha found these songs so wild and wayward,
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  Speaker 1: found these legends and traditions? I should answer, I should
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  Speaker 1: tell you in the birds nests of the forest, in
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  Speaker 1: the lodges of the beaver, in the hoof print of
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  Speaker 1: the bison, in the eerie of the eagle, all the
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  Speaker 1: wild fowl sang them to him. In the moorlands and
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  Speaker 1: the fenlands, in the melancholy marshes, Jetawake, the plover sang
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  Speaker 1: them marng the loon, the wild goose, wawa, the blue heron,
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  Speaker 1: the shuhuga, and the grouse, the mush kadasa. If still
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  Speaker 1: further you should ask me, saying, who was Nawadaha? Tell
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  Speaker 1: us of this Nawadaha, I should answer your enquiries straight
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  Speaker 1: in such words as follow. In the vale of Tower Centtha,
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  Speaker 1: in the green and silent valley, by the pleasant water
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  Speaker 1: courses dwelt the singer Nawadaha. Round about the Indian village
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  Speaker 1: spread the meadows and the cornfields, and beyond them stood
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  Speaker 1: the forest, stood the groves of singing pine trees, green
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  Speaker 1: in summer, white in winter, ever sighing, ever singing, and
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  Speaker 1: the pleasant water courses. You could trace them through the
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  Speaker 1: valley by the rushing in the springtime, by the alders
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  Speaker 1: in the summer, by the white fog in the autumn
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  Speaker 1: by the black lion in the winter, and beside them
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  Speaker 1: dwelt the singer in the vale of Tower Santha, in
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  Speaker 1: the green and silent valley. There he sang of Hiawatha,
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  Speaker 1: sang the song of Hiawatha, sang his wondrous birth and being,
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  Speaker 1: how he prayed, and how he fasted, how he lived
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  Speaker 1: and toiled and suffered, that the tribes of men might prosper,
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  Speaker 1: that he might advance his people. Ye who love the
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  Speaker 1: haunts of nature, Love the sunshine of the meadow, Love
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  Speaker 1: the shadow of the forest, Love the wind among the branches,
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  Speaker 1: and the rain shower and the snow storm, and the
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  Speaker 1: rushing of great rivers through their palisades of pine trees,
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  Speaker 1: and the thunder in the mountains whose innumerable echoes flap
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  Speaker 1: like eagles in their earies. Listen to these wild traditions,
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  Speaker 1: to this song of Hiawatha. Ye who love, are nation's legends,
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  Speaker 1: Love the ballads of a people that, like voices from
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  Speaker 1: afar off call to us to pause and listen, speak
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  Speaker 1: in tones so plain and childlike, scarcely can the ear
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  Speaker 1: distinguish whether they are sung or spoken. Listen to this
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  Speaker 1: Indian legend, to this song of Hiawatha, Ye whose hearts
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  Speaker 1: are fresh and simple, who have faith in God and nature,
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  Speaker 1: who believe that in all ages, every human heart is human,
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  Speaker 1: that in even savage bosoms there are longings, yearnings, strivings
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  Speaker 1: for the good. They comprehend not that the feeble hands
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  Speaker 1: and helpless groping blindly in the darkness touch God's right
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  Speaker 1: hand in that darkness, and are lifted up and strengthened.
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  Speaker 1: Listen to this simple story, to this song of Highwauthor, Ye, who,
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  Speaker 1: sometimes in your rambles through the green lanes of the country,
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  Speaker 1: where the tangled barbary bushes hang their tufts of crimson
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  Speaker 1: berries over stone walls gray with mosses, Pause by some
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  Speaker 1: neglected graveyard for a while to muse and ponder on
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  Speaker 1: a half effaced inscription written with little skill of sound craft,
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  Speaker 1: homely phrases, but each letter full of hope and yet
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  Speaker 1: of heart break, full of all the ten the pathos
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  Speaker 1: of the here and the hereafter. Stay and read this
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  Speaker 1: rude inscription, Read this song of Hiawatha. End of the introduction,
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  Speaker 1: Section one. The peace pipe on the mountains of the prairie,
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  Speaker 1: on the great red pipestone quarry, gitche Manito the Mighty,
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  Speaker 1: he the master of life, descending on the red crags
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  Speaker 1: of the quarry, stood erect and called the nations, called
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  Speaker 1: the tribes of men.
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  Speaker 2: Together.
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  Speaker 1: From his footprints flowed a river, leaped into the light
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  Speaker 1: of morning o'er the precipice, plunging downward, gleamed like ish
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  Speaker 1: Kudar the comet, and the spirit. Stooping earthward with his
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  Speaker 1: finger on the meadow, traced a winding pathway for it,
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  Speaker 1: saying to it run in this way. From the red
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  Speaker 1: stone of the quarry. With his hand he broke a fragment,
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  Speaker 1: molded it into a pipe head shaped, and fashioned it
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  Speaker 1: with figures. From the margin of the river, took a
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  Speaker 1: long reed for a pipe stem with its dark green
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  Speaker 1: leaves upon it. Filled the pipe with bark of willow.
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  Speaker 1: With the bark of the red willow breathed upon the
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  Speaker 1: neighboring forest, made its great boughs chafe together till in
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  Speaker 1: flame they burst and kindled, and erect upon the mountains.
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  Speaker 1: Gitche Manitou the Mighty smoked the calumet the piece pipe
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  Speaker 1: as a signal to the nations, and the smoke rose slowly,
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  Speaker 1: slowly through the tranquil air of morning. First a single
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  Speaker 1: line of darkness, then a denser, bluer vapor, then a
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  Speaker 1: snow white cloud, unfolding like the tree tops of the forest,
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  Speaker 1: ever rising, rising, rising, till it touched the top of heaven,
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  Speaker 1: till it broke against the heaven, and rolled outward all
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  Speaker 1: around it. From the Vale of Tawasenta, from the Valley
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  Speaker 1: of Wyoming, from the groves of Tuscaloosa, from the far
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  Speaker 1: off rocky mountains, from the northern lakes and rivers, all
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  Speaker 1: the tribes beheld the signal, saw the distant smoke ascending
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  Speaker 1: the puquana of the peace pipe, and the prophets of
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  Speaker 1: the nations said, behold it, the puquana by the signal
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  Speaker 1: of the peace pipe, bending like a wand of willow,
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  Speaker 1: waving like a hand that beckons gitche Manito, the Mighty
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  Speaker 1: calls the tribes of men together, calls the warriors to
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  Speaker 1: his council. Down the rivers o'er the prairies came the
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  Speaker 1: warriors of the nations. Came the Delawares, and Mohawks came
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  Speaker 1: the Choctors, and Comanches. Came the Shoshones, and the Blackfeet.
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  Speaker 1: Came the Pawnees, and Omahas came the Mandan and Dakotas
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  Speaker 1: came the Hurons and Ojibweys. All the warriors drawn together
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  Speaker 1: by the signal of the peace Pipe, to the mountains
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  Speaker 1: of the prairie, to the great Red pipe stone quarry.
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  Speaker 1: And they stood there on the meadow, with their weapons
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  Speaker 1: and their war gear, painted like the leaves of autumn,
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  Speaker 1: painted like the sky of morning, wildly glaring at each other.
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  Speaker 1: In their faces, stern defiance in their hearts, the feuds
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  Speaker 1: of ages, the hereditary hatred, the ancestral thirst of vengeance.
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  Speaker 1: Gitche Manito, the Mighty, the creator of the nations, looked
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  Speaker 1: upon them with compassion, with paternal love and pity, looked
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  Speaker 1: upon their wrath and wrangling, but as quarrels among children,
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  Speaker 1: but as feuds and fights of children. Over them, he
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  Speaker 1: stretched his right hand to subdue their stubborn natures, to
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  Speaker 1: allay their thirst and fever. By the shadow of his
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  Speaker 1: right hand, spake to them, with voice majestic as the
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  Speaker 1: sound of far off waters falling into deep abysses, warning, chiding.
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  Speaker 1: Spake in this wise, O, my children, my poor children,
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  Speaker 1: listen to the words of wisdom. Listen to the words
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  Speaker 1: of warning from the lips of the great Spirit, from
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  Speaker 1: the Master of life who made you. I have given
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  Speaker 1: you lands to hunt him. I have given you streams
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  Speaker 1: to fish in. I have given you bear and bison.
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  Speaker 1: I have given you roe and reindeer. I have given
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  Speaker 1: you brant and beaver. Filled the marshes full of wild fowl,
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  Speaker 1: filled the rivers full of fishes. Why then are you
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  Speaker 1: not contented? Why then will you hunt each other? I
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  Speaker 1: am weary of your quarrels, weary of your wars and bloodshed,
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  Speaker 1: weary of your prayers for vengeance, of your wranglings and dissensions.
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  Speaker 1: All your strength is in your union, all your danger
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  Speaker 1: is in discord. Therefore, be at peace. Henceforward, and as
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  Speaker 1: brothers lived together. I will send a prophet to you,
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  Speaker 1: a deliverer of the nation, who shall guide you and
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  Speaker 1: shall teach you, who shall toil and suffer with you.
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  Speaker 1: If you listen to his counsels, you will multiply and prosper.
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  Speaker 1: If his warnings pass unheeded, you will fade away and perish.
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  Speaker 1: Bathe now in the stream before you, wash the war
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  Speaker 1: paint from your faces, wash the blood stains from your fingers,
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  Speaker 1: bury your war clubs, and your weapons. Break the red
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  Speaker 1: stone from this quarry mold and make it into peace pipes.
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  Speaker 1: Take the reeds that grow beside you, deck them with
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  Speaker 1: your brightest feathers, smoke the calumet together, and as brothers
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  Speaker 1: live henceforward. Then upon the ground, the warriors, through their
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  Speaker 1: cloaks and shirts of deer skin, through their weapons and
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  Speaker 1: their war gear, leaped into the rushing river, wash the
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  Speaker 1: war paint from their faces clear. Above them flowed the water,
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  Speaker 1: clear and limpid, from the footprints of the Master of Life,
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  Speaker 1: descending dark. Below them flowed the water, soiled and stained
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  Speaker 1: with streaks of crimson, as if blood were mingled with it.
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  Speaker 1: From the river came the warriors, clean and washed from
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  Speaker 1: all their war paint. On the banks their clubs they buried,
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  Speaker 1: buried all their warlike weapons. Gitche Manito the Mighty, the
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  Speaker 1: great Spirit, the Creator smiled upon his helpless children, and
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  Speaker 1: in silence all the warriors broke the red stone of
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  Speaker 1: the quarry, smoothed and formed it into piece pipes. Broke
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  Speaker 1: the long reeds by the river, decked them with their
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  Speaker 1: brightest feathers, and departed each one homeward, while the Master
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  Speaker 1: of Life, ascending through the opening of cloud curtains through
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  Speaker 1: the doorways of the heaven, vanished from before their faces
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  Speaker 1: in the smoke that rolled around him. The Puquana of
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  Speaker 1: the peace pipe end of Section one, Section two. The
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  Speaker 1: four Winds. Honor be to Mujikiwis, cried the warriors, cried
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  Speaker 1: the old men, when he came in triumph homeward with
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  Speaker 1: the sacred belt of Wampum, from the region of the
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  Speaker 1: North Wind, from the kingdom of Wabaso, from the land
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  Speaker 1: of the White Rabbit. He had stolen the belt of
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  Speaker 1: Wampum from the neck of Mishemokua, from the great Bear
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  Speaker 1: of the Mountains, from the terror of the nations. As
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  Speaker 1: he lay asleep and cumbrous on the summit of the mountains,
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  Speaker 1: like a rock with mosses on it, spotted brown and
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  Speaker 1: gray with mosses. Silently he stole upon him till the
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  Speaker 1: red nails of the monster almost touched him, almost scarred him,
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  Speaker 1: till the hot breath of his nostrils warmed the hands
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  Speaker 1: of Mudjikiwis, as he drew the belt of wampum over
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  Speaker 1: the round ears that heard not, over the small eyes
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  Speaker 1: that saw not, over the long nose and nostrils, the
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  Speaker 1: black muffle of the nostrils, out of which the heavy
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  Speaker 1: breathing warmed the hands of Mudjikiwis. Then he swung aloft
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  Speaker 1: his war club, shouted loud and long his warcright smote
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  Speaker 1: the mighty Mishemokwa in the middle of the forehead, right
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  Speaker 1: between the eyes. He smote him with the heavy blow.
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  Speaker 1: Bewildered rose the great bear of the mountains. But his
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  Speaker 1: knees beneath him trembled, and he whimpered like a woman
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  Speaker 1: as he reeled and staggered forward, as he sat upon
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  Speaker 1: his haunches, and the mighty Mudjikiwis, standing fearlessly before him,
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  Speaker 1: taunted him in loud derision. Spake disdainfully in this wise,
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  Speaker 1: hark you baar. You are a coward and no brave
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  Speaker 1: as you pretended. Else you would not cry and whimper
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  Speaker 1: like a miserable woman. Bare you know our tribes are hostile,
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  Speaker 1: long have been at war together. Now you find that
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  Speaker 1: we are strongest. You go sneaking in the forest, You
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  Speaker 1: go hiding in the mountains. Had you conquered me in battle,
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  Speaker 1: not a groan would I have uttered. But you bear,
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  Speaker 1: sit here and whimper and disgrace your tribe by crying
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  Speaker 1: like a wretched sure godaya, like a cowardly old woman.
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  Speaker 1: Then again he raised his war club, smote again the
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  Speaker 1: Mishe Mokua in the middle of his forehead, broke his skull,
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  Speaker 1: as ice is broken when one goes to fish in winter.
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  Speaker 1: Thus was slain the Mishe Mooqua. He the great bear
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  Speaker 1: of the mountains, he the terror of the nations. Honor
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  Speaker 1: be to Mujikiwis. With a shout, exclaimed the people, Honor
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  Speaker 1: be to Mujikiwis. Henceforth he shall be the west Wind.
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  Speaker 1: And hereafter and forever shall he hold supreme dominion over all.
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  Speaker 1: The winds of heaven call him no more Mudjikiwis, call
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  Speaker 1: him Kabeyun, the west Wind. Thus was Mudja Kiwis chosen
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  Speaker 1: father of the winds of heaven for himself. He kept
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  Speaker 1: the west wind, gave the others to his children, unto Waban,
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  Speaker 1: gave the east wind, gave the south to chouan Dasi,
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  Speaker 1: and the north wind, wild and cruel to the fierce
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  Speaker 1: cappy Bonoka. Young and beautiful was Waban. He it was
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  Speaker 1: who brought the morning. He it was whose silver arrows
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  Speaker 1: chased the dark or hill and valley. He it was
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  Speaker 1: whose cheeks were painted with the brightest streaks of crimson,
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  Speaker 1: and whose voice awoke the village, called the deer, and
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  Speaker 1: called the hunter. Lonely in the sky was waban. Though
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  Speaker 1: the birds sang gayly to him, though the wild flowers
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  Speaker 1: of the meadow filled the air with odours for him,
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  Speaker 1: though the forests and the rivers sang and shouted at
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  Speaker 1: his coming, Still his heart was sad within him, for
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  Speaker 1: he was alone in heaven. But one morning, gazing earthward,
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  Speaker 1: while the village still was sleeping, and the fog lay
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  Speaker 1: on the river, like a ghost that goes at sunrise,
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  Speaker 1: he beheld a maiden walking all alone upon a meadow,
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  Speaker 1: gathering water, flags and rushes by a river.
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  Speaker 2: In the meadow.
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  Speaker 1: Every morning, gazing earthward still, the first thing he beheld
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  Speaker 1: there was her blue eyes looking at him, two blue
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  Speaker 1: lakes among the rushes. And he loved the lonely maiden,
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  Speaker 1: who thus waited for his coming, for they both were solitary,
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  Speaker 1: she on earth and he in heaven. And he wooed
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  Speaker 1: her with caresses, wooed her with his smile of sunshine,
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  Speaker 1: with his flattering words. He wooed her with his sighing
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  Speaker 1: and his singing, gentlest whispers in the branches, softest music,
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  Speaker 1: sweetest odors, till he drew her to his bosom, folded
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  Speaker 1: in his robes of crimson, till into a star he checked,
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  Speaker 1: ranged her trembling still upon his bosom, and forever in
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  Speaker 1: the heavens they are seen together walking Waban and the
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  Speaker 1: Wabon annung Wabon and the Star of Morning. But the
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  Speaker 1: fierce Cabibonoka had his dwelling among icebergs in the everlasting
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  Speaker 1: snow drifts in the kingdom of Wabaso, in the land
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  Speaker 1: of the White Rabbit. Here it was whose hand in
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  Speaker 1: autumn painted all the trees with scarlet, stained the leaves
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  Speaker 1: with red and yellow. He it was who sent the
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  Speaker 1: snowflake sifting hissing through the forest, froze the ponds, the lakes,
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  Speaker 1: the rivers, drove the loon and sea gull southward, drove
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  Speaker 1: the cormorant and curlew to their nests of sedge and
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  Speaker 1: sea tang in the realms of Schauandhasi. Once the fierce
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  Speaker 1: Kabibonoka issued from his lodge of snow drifts, from his
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  Speaker 1: home among the iceb and his hair, with snow besprinkled,
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  Speaker 1: streamed behind him like a river, like a black and
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  Speaker 1: wintry river. As he howled and hurried southward over frozen
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  Speaker 1: lakes and moorlands. There among the reeds and rushes founty,
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  Speaker 1: Shingebis the diver, trailing strings of fish behind him o'er
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  Speaker 1: the frozen fens and moorlands, lingering still among the moorlands.
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  Speaker 1: Though his tribe had long departed to the land of
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  Speaker 1: schawan DHARSI cried the fierce Cabibonoka. Who is this that
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  Speaker 1: dares to brave me, dares to stay in my dominions?
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  Speaker 1: When the Wahwa has departed, when the wild goose has
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  Speaker 1: gone southward, and the heron the shoeshugar long ago departed southward,
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  Speaker 1: I will go into his wigwam. I will put his
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  Speaker 1: smoldering fire out, And at night Kabibonoka to the lodge.
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  Speaker 1: Came wild and wailing. Heaped the snow in drifts about it,
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  Speaker 1: shouted down into the smomoak, flu shook the lodge poles.
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  Speaker 1: In his fury, flapped the curtain of the doorway. Shingebis
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  Speaker 1: the diver feared not Shingabis the diver cared not four
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  Speaker 1: great logs. Had he for firewood, one for each moon
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  Speaker 1: of the winter, and for food the fishes served him
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  Speaker 1: by his blazing fire. He sat there, warm and merry, eating, laughing, singing, O,
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  Speaker 1: Kabi Bonokka, you are but my fellow mortal. Then kaby
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  Speaker 1: Banokka entered, And though Shingebis the diver felt his presence
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  Speaker 1: by the coldness, felt his icy breath upon him, still
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  Speaker 1: he did not cease his singing. Still he did not
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  Speaker 1: leave his laughing, only turned the log a little, only
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  Speaker 1: made the fire burn brighter, made the sparks fly up,
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  Speaker 1: the smoke flu from Kabi Bonoka's forehead, from his snow
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  Speaker 1: besprinkled tresses. Drops of sweat fell fast and heavy, making
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  Speaker 1: dinner upon the ashes, as upon the eaves of lodges,
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  Speaker 1: as from drooping boughs of hemlock. Drips the melting snow
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  Speaker 1: in springtime, making hollows in the snow drifts, Till at
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  Speaker 1: last he rose defeated, could not bear the heat and laughter,
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  Speaker 1: could not bear the merry singing, but rushed headlong through
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  Speaker 1: the doorway, stamped upon the crusted snow drifts, stamped upon
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  Speaker 1: the lakes and rivers, made the snow upon them harder,
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  Speaker 1: made the ice upon them thicker. Challenged Shingebis the diver
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  Speaker 1: to come forth and wrestle with him, to come forth
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  Speaker 1: and wrestle naked on the frozen fens and moorlands. Forth
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  Speaker 1: when Shingabis the Diver wrestled all night with the north wind,
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  Speaker 1: wrestled naked on the moorlands with the fierce Cabibonokka, till
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  Speaker 1: his panting breath grew fainter, till his frozen grasp grew feeble,
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  Speaker 1: till he reeled and staggered backward and retreated, baffled, beaten
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  Speaker 1: to the Kingdom of Wabaso, to the land of the
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  Speaker 1: white Rabbit, hearing still the gusty laughter, hearing Shingebis the diver, singing, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: Cabby Bonaka, you are but my fellow mortal Shawan Dasi,
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  Speaker 1: fat and lazy, had his dwelling far to southward in
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  Speaker 1: the drowsy, dreamy sunshine, in the never ending summer. Here
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  Speaker 1: it was who sent the wood birds, sent the robin,
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  Speaker 1: the opeche sent the bluebird, the Owaisa sent the shore shore,
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  Speaker 1: sent the swallow, sent the wild goose Wawa northward, sent
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  Speaker 1: the melons and tobacco and the grapes in purple clusters
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  Speaker 1: from his pipe. The smoke ascending filled the sky with
• 23:45
  Speaker 1: haze and vapor, filled the air with dreamy softness, gave
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  Speaker 1: a twinkle to the water, touched the rugged hills with smoothness,
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  Speaker 1: brought the tender Indian summer to the melancholy Northland in
• 23:58
  Speaker 1: the dreary moon of snow shoes. Listless, careless, shaw and dassie.
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  Speaker 1: In his life he had one shadow in his heart,
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  Speaker 1: one sorrow. Had he Once, as he was gazing northward,
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  Speaker 1: far away upon a prairie, he beheld a maiden standing,
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  Speaker 1: saw a tall and slender maiden, all alone upon a prairie.
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  Speaker 1: Brightest green were all her garments, and her hair was
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  Speaker 1: like the sunshine. Day by day he gazed upon her.
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  Speaker 1: Day by day he sighed with passion. Day by day
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  Speaker 1: his heart within him grew more hot with love and
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  Speaker 1: longing for the maid with yellow tresses. But he was
• 24:41
  Speaker 1: too fat and lazy to bestir himself and woo her, yes,
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  Speaker 1: too indolent and easy to pursue her and persuade her.
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  Speaker 1: So he only gazed upon her, only sat and sighed
• 24:54
  Speaker 1: with passion for the maiden of the prairie, till one morning,
• 24:58
  Speaker 1: looking northward, he beheld her yellow tresses changed and covered
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  Speaker 1: o'er with whiteness, covered as with whitest snowflakes. Ah, my brother,
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  Speaker 1: from the Northland, from the Kingdom of Wabaso, from the
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  Speaker 1: land of the white Rabbit, you have stolen the maiden
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  Speaker 1: from me. You have laid your hand upon her. You
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  Speaker 1: have wooed and won my maiden with your stories of
• 25:21
  Speaker 1: the Northland. Thus the wretched Chaouandasi breathed into the air
• 25:27
  Speaker 1: his sorrow, and the south window'er the prairie wandered warm
• 25:31
  Speaker 1: with sighs of passion, with the size of Chaouandasi, till
• 25:36
  Speaker 1: the air seemed full of snowflakes, full of thistle down
• 25:39
  Speaker 1: the prairie, and the maid with hair like sunshine vanished
• 25:44
  Speaker 1: from his sight. Forever never more did Chauandasi see the
• 25:48
  Speaker 1: maid with yellow tresses. Poor deluded Chauandassi, twas no woman
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  Speaker 1: that you gazed at, twas no maiden that you sighed for.
• 25:57
  Speaker 1: Twas the prairie dandelion that through all the dreamy summer
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  Speaker 1: you had gazed at with such longing you had sighed
• 26:05
  Speaker 1: for with such passion, and had puffed away forever, blown
• 26:10
  Speaker 1: into the air with sighing, Ah deluded schauan Dassi. Thus
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  Speaker 1: the four winds were divided. Thus the sons of Mudjikiwis
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  Speaker 1: had their stations in the heavens at the corners of
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  Speaker 1: the heavens. For himself, the west wind only kept the
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  Speaker 1: mighty Mudjikiwis. End of Section two. Section three Hiawatha's childhood
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  Speaker 1: downward through the evening twilight, in the days that are forgotten,
• 26:43
  Speaker 1: in the unremembered ages from the full moon fell Nokomis fell,
• 26:50
  Speaker 1: the beautiful Nocomis. She a wife, but not a mother.
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  Speaker 1: She was sporting with her women, swinging in a swing
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  Speaker 1: of grape vines, when her rival, the rejected, full of
• 27:02
  Speaker 1: jealousy and hatred, cut the leafy swing asunder cut in twain.
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  Speaker 1: The twisted grapevines, and Nocomis fell affrighted downward through the
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  Speaker 1: evening twilight. On the Muska day, the meadow on the
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  Speaker 1: prairie full of blossoms. See a star falls, said the
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  Speaker 1: people from the sky. A star is falling there among
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  Speaker 1: the ferns and mosses, There among the prairie lilies on
• 27:31
  Speaker 1: the muskerday, the meadow in the moonlight and the starlight fair.
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  Speaker 1: Nokomis or a daughter, and she called her name Wenona,
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  Speaker 1: as the firstborn of her daughters, and the daughter of Nocomis,
• 27:46
  Speaker 1: grew up like the prairie lilies, grew a tall and
• 27:50
  Speaker 1: slender maiden, with the beauty of the moonlight, with the
• 27:54
  Speaker 1: beauty of the starlight. Andncomis warned her, often saying oft
• 28:01
  Speaker 1: and oft, repeating, Oh, beware of mudjaki wis of the
• 28:06
  Speaker 1: west wind, mudjukiwis. Listen not to what he tells you.
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  Speaker 1: Lie not down upon the meadow, stoop not down among
• 28:14
  Speaker 1: the lilies, lest the west wind come and harm you.
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  Speaker 1: But she heeded not the warning. He did not those
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  Speaker 1: words of wisdom. And the west wind came at evening,
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  Speaker 1: walking lightly o'er the prairie, whispering to the leaves and blossoms,
• 28:32
  Speaker 1: bending low the flowers and grasses, found the beautiful Wenowa
• 28:37
  Speaker 1: lying there among the lilies. Wooed her with his words
• 28:41
  Speaker 1: of sweetness, wooed her with his soft caresses, till she
• 28:45
  Speaker 1: bore a sun in sorrow, bore a son of love
• 28:50
  Speaker 1: and sorrow, thus was born my higher Watha, Thus was
• 28:55
  Speaker 1: born the child of wonder. But the daughter of Nakomis.
• 29:00
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha's gentle mother, in her anguish died deserted by the
• 29:06
  Speaker 1: west wind, false and faithless, by the heartless Mudchakiwis for
• 29:13
  Speaker 1: her daughter long and loudly wailed and wept the Sadnacomis.
• 29:19
  Speaker 2: Oh that I were dead.
• 29:22
  Speaker 1: She murmured, Oh, that I were dead, as thou art,
• 29:26
  Speaker 1: no more work and no more weeping.
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  Speaker 2: Waha, no in, wah noin.
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  Speaker 1: By the shores of Gitchigumi, by the shining big sea water,
• 29:39
  Speaker 1: stood the Wigwam of Nacomis, daughter of the moon Nocomis.
• 29:44
  Speaker 2: Dark.
• 29:45
  Speaker 1: Behind it rose the forest rose, the black and gloomy
• 29:50
  Speaker 1: pine trees rose, the firs with cones upon them.
• 29:54
  Speaker 2: Bright.
• 29:55
  Speaker 1: Before it beat the water beat the clear and sunny water,
• 30:00
  Speaker 1: beat the shining big sea water. There the wrinkled old
• 30:06
  Speaker 1: Nokomis nursed the little Hiawatha rocked him in his linden cradle,
• 30:12
  Speaker 1: beded soft in moss and rushes, safely bound with reindeer sinews,
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  Speaker 1: stilled his fretful wail by saying hush. The naked bear
• 30:23
  Speaker 1: will hear thee lulled him into slumber, singing, ewa, yee,
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  Speaker 1: my little owlet. Who is this that lights the wigwam
• 30:32
  Speaker 1: with his great eyes lights the wigwam Awah, yee, my
• 30:37
  Speaker 1: little owlet. Many things Nacomis taught him of the stars
• 30:43
  Speaker 1: that shine in heaven, showed him Ishgudar, the comet Ishgudhar
• 30:48
  Speaker 1: with fiery tresses, showed the death dance of the spirits,
• 30:53
  Speaker 1: warriors with their plumes and war clubs flaring far away
• 30:57
  Speaker 1: to northward in the frosty nights of winter, showed the
• 31:01
  Speaker 1: broad white road in heaven, pathway of the ghosts, the
• 31:06
  Speaker 1: shadows running straight across the heavens, crowded with the ghosts,
• 31:11
  Speaker 1: the shadows at the door. On summer evenings sat the
• 31:16
  Speaker 1: little higher Watha. Heard the whisperings of the pine trees,
• 31:20
  Speaker 1: heard the lapping of the waters, sounds of music, words
• 31:24
  Speaker 1: of wonder. Minne Wawah said the pine trees mudway, Aushka
• 31:29
  Speaker 1: said the water. Saw the fire fly Wawatsi, flitting through
• 31:34
  Speaker 1: the dusk of evening, with the twinkle of its candle,
• 31:37
  Speaker 1: lighting up the brakes and bushes, and he sang the
• 31:41
  Speaker 1: song of children sang the song a Coomis taught him.
• 31:44
  Speaker 1: Wawataisie little firefly, little flitting white fire insect, little dancing
• 31:51
  Speaker 1: white fire creature. Light me with your little candle. Ere
• 31:56
  Speaker 1: upon my bed, I lay me ere in sleep, I
• 31:59
  Speaker 1: close my eyes. Saw the moon rise from the water,
• 32:04
  Speaker 1: rippling rounding from the water, saw the flecks and shadows
• 32:08
  Speaker 1: on it. Whispered, what is that nocomis? And the good nocomis? Answered?
• 32:14
  Speaker 1: Once a warrior, very angry, seized his grandmother and threw
• 32:18
  Speaker 1: her up into the sky at midnight, right against the moon.
• 32:21
  Speaker 1: He threw her. Tis her body that you see there,
• 32:25
  Speaker 1: saw the rainbow in the heaven, in the eastern sky.
• 32:29
  Speaker 1: The rainbow whispered, what is that nocomis, and the good Nocomis? Answered,
• 32:34
  Speaker 1: tis the heaven of flowers. You see there, all the
• 32:37
  Speaker 1: wild flowers of the forest, all the lilies of the prairie,
• 32:41
  Speaker 1: when on earth they fade and perish, blossom in that
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: heaven above us. When he heard the owls at midnight hooting,
• 32:50
  Speaker 1: laughing in the forest, what is that? He cried in terror?
• 32:53
  Speaker 2: What is that? He said?
• 32:55
  Speaker 1: Nocomis, and the good Nocomis answered that is but the
• 33:00
  Speaker 1: owl and owllet talking in their native language, talking scolding
• 33:04
  Speaker 1: at each other. Then the little Hiawatha learned of every
• 33:09
  Speaker 1: bird its language, learned their names and all their secrets.
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  Speaker 1: How they built their nests in summer, where they hid
• 33:16
  Speaker 1: themselves in winter. Talked with them whene'er he met them,
• 33:20
  Speaker 1: called them Hiawatha's chickens. Of all beasts, he learned the language,
• 33:26
  Speaker 1: learned their names and all their secrets. How the beavers
• 33:30
  Speaker 1: built their lodges, where the squirrels hit their acorns. How
• 33:33
  Speaker 1: the reindeer ran so swiftly, why the rabbit was so timid.
• 33:38
  Speaker 1: Talked with them whene'er he met them, called them Hiawatha's brothers.
• 33:44
  Speaker 1: Then Iargu the great boaster, He the marvelous story teller,
• 33:49
  Speaker 1: He the traveler and the talker. He the friend of
• 33:52
  Speaker 1: old Nacomis, made a bow for Hiawatha from a branch
• 33:57
  Speaker 1: of ash. He made it from an oak bough, made
• 33:59
  Speaker 1: the arrows tipped with flint and winged with feathers, And
• 34:03
  Speaker 1: the cord he made of deer skin. Then he said
• 34:07
  Speaker 1: to Hiawatha, go my son into the forest where the
• 34:10
  Speaker 1: red deer heard together kill for us. A famous roebuck
• 34:14
  Speaker 1: kill for us. A deer with antlers fourth into the
• 34:19
  Speaker 1: forest straightway, all alone walked Hiawatha proudly with his bow
• 34:24
  Speaker 1: and arrows, and the birds sang round him o'er him,
• 34:27
  Speaker 1: do not shoot us, Hiawatha, sang the robin. The opechee,
• 34:31
  Speaker 1: sang the bluebird. The Owai, sir, do not shoot us Hiawatha.
• 34:36
  Speaker 1: Up the oak tree close beside him, sprang the squirrel.
• 34:39
  Speaker 1: Ad Judomo in and out among the branches, coughed and
• 34:43
  Speaker 1: chattered from the oak tree, laughed and said, between his laughing,
• 34:47
  Speaker 1: do not shoot me Hiawatha. And the rabbit from his
• 34:50
  Speaker 1: pathway leapt aside, and at a distance sat erect upon
• 34:54
  Speaker 1: his haunches, half in fear and half in frolic, saying
• 34:58
  Speaker 1: to the little hunter, do not shoot ute Hiawatha. But
• 35:02
  Speaker 1: he heeded not nor heard them, for his thoughts were
• 35:05
  Speaker 1: with the red deer on their tracks. His eyes were
• 35:08
  Speaker 1: fastened leading downwards to the river, to the ford across
• 35:12
  Speaker 1: the river, and as one in slumber walked he hidden
• 35:17
  Speaker 1: in the alder bushes. There he waited till the deer came,
• 35:21
  Speaker 1: till he saw two antlers lifted, saw two eyes look
• 35:25
  Speaker 1: from the thicket, saw two nostrils point to windward, and
• 35:28
  Speaker 1: a deer came down the pathway, flecked with leafy light
• 35:32
  Speaker 1: and shadow, and his heart within him fluttered, trembled like
• 35:36
  Speaker 1: the leaves above him, like the birch leaf palpitated as
• 35:39
  Speaker 1: the deer came down the pathway. Then upon one knee uprising,
• 35:45
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha aimed an arrow scarce a twig moved with his motion, scarce,
• 35:50
  Speaker 1: a leaf was stirred or rustled. But the wary roebuck
• 35:54
  Speaker 1: started stamped with all his hoofs together, listened with one
• 35:57
  Speaker 1: foot uplifted leapt as if to meet the air arrow. Ah,
• 36:00
  Speaker 1: the stinging fatal arrow, like a wasp. It buzzed and
• 36:04
  Speaker 1: stung him dead. He lay there in the forest by
• 36:09
  Speaker 1: the ford across the river beat his timid heart no longer,
• 36:14
  Speaker 1: but the heart of Hiawatha throbbed and shouted and exalted
• 36:18
  Speaker 1: as he bore the red deer homeward, and yagu and
• 36:21
  Speaker 1: Nocomis hailed his coming with applauses. From the red deer's hide,
• 36:27
  Speaker 1: Nokomis made a cloak for Hiawatha. From the red deer's flesh,
• 36:32
  Speaker 1: Nocomis made a banquet to his honor. All the village
• 36:36
  Speaker 1: came and feasted. All the guests praised. Hiawatha called him
• 36:41
  Speaker 1: strong heart, sung Ghitaha called him loon heart man go Taesi.
• 36:49
  Speaker 1: The end of section three, Section five Hiawatha's fasting, you
• 36:57
  Speaker 1: shall hear how Hiawatha prayed and fasted in the forest.
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  Speaker 1: Not for greater skill in hunting, not for greater craft
• 37:06
  Speaker 1: in fishing, not for triumphs in the battle and renown
• 37:09
  Speaker 1: among the warriors, but for profit of the people, for
• 37:13
  Speaker 1: advantage of the nations. First he built a lodge for fasting,
• 37:19
  Speaker 1: built a wigwam in the forest by the shining big
• 37:22
  Speaker 1: sea water, in the blithe and pleasant springtime, in the
• 37:26
  Speaker 1: moon of leaves. He built it, and with dreams and visions,
• 37:31
  Speaker 1: many seven whole days and nights he fasted. On the
• 37:36
  Speaker 1: first day of his fasting. Through the leafy woods, he wandered,
• 37:40
  Speaker 1: saw the deer start from the thicket, saw the rabbit
• 37:43
  Speaker 1: in his burrow, heard the pheasant Bana drumming, heard the
• 37:48
  Speaker 1: squirrel Ajidamo rattling in his hoard of acorns, saw the pigeon,
• 37:53
  Speaker 1: the omami building nests among the pine trees, And in clocks,
• 37:58
  Speaker 1: the wild goose wah waff lying to the fenlands northwards,
• 38:02
  Speaker 1: whirring wailing far above him, Master of life, he cried, desponding,
• 38:08
  Speaker 1: must our lives depend on these things. On the next
• 38:14
  Speaker 1: day of his fasting, by the river's brink, he wandered
• 38:18
  Speaker 1: through the musker day the meadow, saw the wild rice
• 38:21
  Speaker 1: man amoni, saw the blueberry mean naga, and the strawberry
• 38:26
  Speaker 1: o darmin, and the gooseberry sharbomin, and the grapevine, the
• 38:31
  Speaker 1: bi margot trailing o'er the alder branches filling all the
• 38:35
  Speaker 1: air with fragrance. Master of life, he cried, desponding, must
• 38:40
  Speaker 1: our lives depend on these things. On the third day
• 38:45
  Speaker 1: of his fasting, by the lake, he sat and pondered
• 38:49
  Speaker 1: by the still transparent water. Saw the sturgeon Narma leaping,
• 38:55
  Speaker 1: scattering drops like beads of wampum. Saw the yellow perch,
• 38:59
  Speaker 1: the tsaur like a sunbeam in the water. Saw the pike,
• 39:04
  Speaker 1: the maskenosia, and the herring okahawis, and the shore gussy,
• 39:08
  Speaker 1: the crawfish. Master of life, he cried, desponding, must our
• 39:14
  Speaker 1: lives depend on these things? On the fourth day of
• 39:18
  Speaker 1: his fasting, in his lodge. He lay exhausted from his
• 39:22
  Speaker 1: couch of leaves and branches, gazing with half open eyelids
• 39:27
  Speaker 1: full of shadowy dreams and visions, on a dizzy swimming landscape,
• 39:33
  Speaker 1: on the gleaming of the water, on the splendor of
• 39:35
  Speaker 1: the sunset. And he saw a youth approaching, dressed in
• 39:40
  Speaker 1: garments green and yellow, coming through the purple twilight, through
• 39:45
  Speaker 1: the splendor of the sunset, plumes of green bent o'er
• 39:48
  Speaker 1: his forehead, and his hair was soft and golden. Standing
• 39:53
  Speaker 1: at the open doorway long, he looked at Hiawatha, looked
• 39:58
  Speaker 1: with pity and compassion on his wasted form and features,
• 40:03
  Speaker 1: and in accents like the sighing of the south wind
• 40:07
  Speaker 1: in the tree tops, said he, all, my Hiawatha, all
• 40:11
  Speaker 1: your prayers are heard in heaven. For you pray not
• 40:15
  Speaker 1: like the others, Not for greater skill in hunting, not
• 40:18
  Speaker 1: for greater craft in fishing, not for triumph in the battle,
• 40:22
  Speaker 1: nor renown among the warriors, but for profit of the people,
• 40:27
  Speaker 1: for advantage of the nations. From the Master of life,
• 40:31
  Speaker 1: descending I, the friend of man Mondamin, come to warn
• 40:35
  Speaker 1: you and instruct you how by struggle and by labor
• 40:38
  Speaker 1: you shall gain what you have prayed for. Rise up
• 40:42
  Speaker 1: from your bed of branches, Rise o youth, and wrestle
• 40:45
  Speaker 1: with me. Faint with famine. Hiawatha started from his bed
• 40:50
  Speaker 1: of branches, from the twilight of his wigwam forth into
• 40:54
  Speaker 1: the flush of sunset, came and wrestled with Mondamin. At
• 40:59
  Speaker 1: his touch he felt new courage throbbing in his brain,
• 41:02
  Speaker 1: and Bosom felt new life and hope and vigor run
• 41:06
  Speaker 1: through every nerve and fiber. So they wrestled there together
• 41:10
  Speaker 1: in the glory of the sunset. And the more they
• 41:13
  Speaker 1: strove and struggled, stronger still grew Highwatha till the darkness
• 41:18
  Speaker 1: fell around them, and the heron the shu Shuga, from
• 41:21
  Speaker 1: her nest among the pine trees, gave a cry of lamentation,
• 41:26
  Speaker 1: gave a scream of pain and famine. Tis enough, then,
• 41:30
  Speaker 1: said Mondamin, smiling upon Hiawatha. But tomorrow, when the sunsets,
• 41:35
  Speaker 1: I will come again to try you. And he vanished
• 41:39
  Speaker 1: and was seen not whether sinking as the rain sinks,
• 41:43
  Speaker 1: whether rising as the mists rise. Hiawatha saw, not knew,
• 41:47
  Speaker 1: not only saw that he had vanished, leaving him alone
• 41:52
  Speaker 1: and fainting with the misty lake below him and the
• 41:56
  Speaker 1: reeling stars above him. On the morrow and the next day,
• 42:01
  Speaker 1: when the sun through heaven, descending like a red and
• 42:05
  Speaker 1: burning cinder from the hearth of the Great Spirit, fell
• 42:09
  Speaker 1: into the western waters, came Mondamin for the trial, for
• 42:13
  Speaker 1: the strife with Hiawatha. Came as silent as the dew
• 42:18
  Speaker 1: comes from the empty air, appearing into empty air, returning
• 42:23
  Speaker 1: taking shape when earth it touches, but invisible to all
• 42:28
  Speaker 1: men in its coming and its going. Thrice they wrestled
• 42:32
  Speaker 1: there together in the glory of the sunset till the
• 42:36
  Speaker 1: darkness fell around them, till the heron the shoesugar, from
• 42:40
  Speaker 1: her nest among the pine trees, uttered her loud cry
• 42:43
  Speaker 1: of famine, and Mundamin paused to listen. Tall and beautiful,
• 42:49
  Speaker 1: he stood there in his garments green and yellow, to
• 42:53
  Speaker 1: and fro. His plumes above him, waved and nodded with
• 42:57
  Speaker 1: his breathing, and the sweat of the inn the counter
• 43:00
  Speaker 1: stood like drops of dew upon him, and he cried,
• 43:05
  Speaker 1: O Higherwatha, bravely have you wrestled with me? Thrice have
• 43:09
  Speaker 1: wrestled stoutly with me? And the Master of life who
• 43:13
  Speaker 1: seize us. He will give to you the triumph. Then
• 43:17
  Speaker 1: he smiled and said, tomorrow is the last day of
• 43:21
  Speaker 1: your conflict, is the last day of your fasting. You
• 43:24
  Speaker 1: will conquer, and o'ercome me. Make a bed for me
• 43:28
  Speaker 1: to lie in, where the rain may fall upon me,
• 43:31
  Speaker 1: where the sun may come and warm me. Strip these
• 43:34
  Speaker 1: garments green and yellow. Strip this nodding plumage from me.
• 43:39
  Speaker 1: Lay me in the earth, and make it soft and
• 43:42
  Speaker 1: loose and light above me. Let no hand disturb my slumber.
• 43:47
  Speaker 1: Let no weed nor worm molest me. Let not krgagi
• 43:52
  Speaker 1: the raven come to haunt me and molest me. Only
• 43:56
  Speaker 1: come yourself to watch me till I wake and start
• 44:00
  Speaker 1: and quicken, till I leap into the sunshine. And thus saying,
• 44:04
  Speaker 1: he departed peacefully slept Hiawatha. But he heard the Wawanaisa,
• 44:11
  Speaker 1: heard the whippor will complaining perched upon his lonely wigwam,
• 44:16
  Speaker 1: heard the rushing Sebowisha, heard the rivulet rippling near him,
• 44:20
  Speaker 1: talking to the darksome forest. Heard the sighing of the
• 44:24
  Speaker 1: branches as they lifted and subsided at the passing of
• 44:28
  Speaker 1: the night wind. Heard them as one hears in slumber
• 44:33
  Speaker 1: far off murmurs, dreamy whispers, peacefully slept Hiawatha. On the
• 44:40
  Speaker 1: morrow came Nacomis, on the seventh day of his fasting,
• 44:44
  Speaker 1: came with food for Hiawatha. Came imploring and bewailing, lest
• 44:49
  Speaker 1: his hunger should overcome him, lest his fasting should be fatal.
• 44:53
  Speaker 1: But he tasted not and touched not, only said to her, Noacomis,
• 44:59
  Speaker 1: wait and till the sun is setting, till the darkness
• 45:02
  Speaker 1: falls around us, till the heron the Shueshuga, crying from
• 45:06
  Speaker 1: the desolate marshes, tells us that the day is ended. Homeward,
• 45:11
  Speaker 1: weeping went Nokomis, sorrowing for her higher Watha, fearing lest
• 45:17
  Speaker 1: his strength should fail him, lest his fasting should be fatal.
• 45:21
  Speaker 1: He meanwhile sat weary, waiting for the coming of Mundarmin,
• 45:26
  Speaker 1: till the shadows pointing eastward lengthened over field and forest,
• 45:31
  Speaker 1: till the sun dropped from the heaven, floating on the
• 45:35
  Speaker 1: waters westward as a red leaf in the autumn falls
• 45:40
  Speaker 1: and floats upon the water falls and sinks into its bosom.
• 45:46
  Speaker 1: And behold the young Mondamin, with his soft and shining tresses,
• 45:50
  Speaker 1: with his garments green and yellow, with his long and
• 45:54
  Speaker 1: glossy plumage, stood and beckoned at the doorway, and as
• 46:00
  Speaker 1: one in slumber, walking pale and haggard, but undaunted, from
• 46:04
  Speaker 1: the Wigwam, Hiawatha came and wrestled with Mondamin round about him,
• 46:10
  Speaker 1: spun the landscape, sky and forest reeled together, and his
• 46:14
  Speaker 1: strong heart leaped within him as the sturgeon leaps and
• 46:18
  Speaker 1: struggles in a net to break its meshes. Like a
• 46:21
  Speaker 1: ring of fire. Around him blazed and flared the red horizon,
• 46:25
  Speaker 1: and a hundred sons seemed looking at the combat of
• 46:29
  Speaker 1: the wrestlers. Suddenly, upon the greensward, all alone stood Hiawatha,
• 46:35
  Speaker 1: panting with his wild exertion, palpitating with the struggle. And
• 46:41
  Speaker 1: before him, breathless, lifeless, lay the youth, with hair disheveled,
• 46:46
  Speaker 1: plumage torn, and garments tattered.
• 46:49
  Speaker 2: Dead.
• 46:50
  Speaker 1: He lay there in the sunset, and victorious. Hiawatha made
• 46:55
  Speaker 1: the grave as he commanded, stripped the garments from Mondamin,
• 47:00
  Speaker 1: stripped his tattered plumage from him, laid him in the earth,
• 47:04
  Speaker 1: and made it soft and loose and light above him
• 47:07
  Speaker 1: and the heron the Shuhuga from the melancholy moorlands gave
• 47:12
  Speaker 1: a cry of lamentation, gave a cry of pain and
• 47:16
  Speaker 1: anguish homeward. Then went Hiawatha to the lodge of Old Nocomis,
• 47:23
  Speaker 1: and the seven days of his fasting were accomplished and completed.
• 47:28
  Speaker 1: But the place was not forgotten where he wrestled with Mondamin,
• 47:32
  Speaker 1: nor forgotten nor neglected, was the grave where lay Mondamin,
• 47:37
  Speaker 1: sleeping in the rain and sunshine, where his scattered plumes
• 47:42
  Speaker 1: and garments faded in the rain and sunshine. Day by
• 47:47
  Speaker 1: day did Hiawatha go to wait and watch beside it
• 47:52
  Speaker 1: kept the dark mold soft above, it kept it clean
• 47:56
  Speaker 1: from weeds and insects. Drove away with scof and shoutings
• 48:01
  Speaker 1: Cahr Gaghi, the king of ravens, till at length a
• 48:06
  Speaker 1: small green feather from the earth shot slowly upward, then
• 48:11
  Speaker 1: another and another, and before the summer ended stood the
• 48:15
  Speaker 1: maize in all its beauty, with its shining robes about it,
• 48:20
  Speaker 1: and its long, soft yellow tresses. And in rapture Hiawatha
• 48:26
  Speaker 1: cried aloud, it is Mondamin, yes, the friend of man Mondamin.
• 48:31
  Speaker 1: Then he called to Old Nokomis, and the Yargu, the
• 48:34
  Speaker 1: great boaster showed them where the maize was growing, told
• 48:38
  Speaker 1: them of his wondrous vision, of his wrestling, and his triumph,
• 48:41
  Speaker 1: of this new gift to the nations, which should be
• 48:46
  Speaker 1: their food forever. And still later, when the autumn changed,
• 48:51
  Speaker 1: the long green leaves to yellow, and the soft and
• 48:55
  Speaker 1: juicy kernels grew like wampum, hard and yellow. Then the
• 49:00
  Speaker 1: ripened ears he gathered, stripped the withered husks from off them,
• 49:04
  Speaker 1: as he once had stripped the wrestler, gave the first
• 49:09
  Speaker 1: feast of Mondamin, and made known unto the people this
• 49:14
  Speaker 1: new gift of the great Spirit. End of section five.
• 49:21
  Speaker 1: Section five hiawathas fasting. You shall hear how Hiawatha prayed
• 49:28
  Speaker 1: and fasted in the forest, not for greater skill in hunting,
• 49:33
  Speaker 1: not for greater craft in fishing, not for triumphs in
• 49:37
  Speaker 1: the battle and renown among the warriors, but for profit
• 49:41
  Speaker 1: of the people, for advantage of the nations. First he
• 49:46
  Speaker 1: built a lodge for fasting, built a wigwam in the
• 49:49
  Speaker 1: forest by the shining big sea water, in the blithe
• 49:53
  Speaker 1: and pleasant springtime, in the moon of leaves. He built it,
• 49:58
  Speaker 1: and with dreams and vision and many seven whole days
• 50:01
  Speaker 1: and nights he fasted. On the first day of his
• 50:06
  Speaker 1: fasting through the leafy woods, he wandered, saw the deer
• 50:10
  Speaker 1: start from the thicket, saw the rabbit in his burrow,
• 50:14
  Speaker 1: heard the pheasant Bana drumming. Heard the squirrel Adjidamo rattling
• 50:19
  Speaker 1: in his hoarde of acorns. Saw the pigeon the omami
• 50:23
  Speaker 1: building nests among the pine trees and in clocks. The
• 50:27
  Speaker 1: wild goose wah wah flying to the fenlands northwards, whirring
• 50:32
  Speaker 1: wailing far above him, Master of life, he cried, desponding,
• 50:37
  Speaker 1: must our lives depend on these things. On the next
• 50:43
  Speaker 1: day of his fasting, by the river's brink, he wandered
• 50:47
  Speaker 1: through the muska day the meadow. Saw the wild rice
• 50:50
  Speaker 1: man Amoni, saw the blueberry mean Naga, and the strawberry
• 50:55
  Speaker 1: o damin, and the gooseberry sharbomin, and the grape fire,
• 51:00
  Speaker 1: and the bi margot trailing o'er the alder branches filling
• 51:04
  Speaker 1: all the air with fragrance. Master of life, he cried, desponding,
• 51:09
  Speaker 1: must our lives depend on these things. On the third
• 51:14
  Speaker 1: day of his fasting, by the lake, he sat and
• 51:17
  Speaker 1: pondered by the still transparent water. Saw the sturgeon Narma leaping,
• 51:24
  Speaker 1: scattering drops like beads of wampum. Saw the yellow perch,
• 51:28
  Speaker 1: the sour like a sunbeam in the water, saw the pike,
• 51:33
  Speaker 1: the Maskenosia, and the herring okahawis, and the shore Ghasi,
• 51:37
  Speaker 1: the crawfish, master of life. He cried, desponding, must our
• 51:43
  Speaker 1: lives depend on these things. On the fourth day of
• 51:47
  Speaker 1: his fasting in his lodge, he lay exhausted from his
• 51:51
  Speaker 1: couch of leaves and branches, gazing with half open eyelids
• 51:56
  Speaker 1: full of shadowy dreams and visions, on the Zizi's swimming landscape,
• 52:02
  Speaker 1: on the gleaming of the water, on the splendor of
• 52:05
  Speaker 1: the sunset. And he saw a youth approaching, dressed in
• 52:09
  Speaker 1: garments green and yellow, coming through the purple twilight, through
• 52:14
  Speaker 1: the splendor of the sunset, plumes of green bent o'er
• 52:17
  Speaker 1: his forehead, and his hair was soft and golden. Standing
• 52:23
  Speaker 1: at the open doorway long, he looked at Hiawatha, looked
• 52:27
  Speaker 1: with pity and compassion on his wasted form and features,
• 52:32
  Speaker 1: and in accents like the sighing of the south wind
• 52:36
  Speaker 1: in the tree tops. Said he, Oh, my Hiawatha, all
• 52:40
  Speaker 1: your prayers are heard in heaven. For you pray not
• 52:44
  Speaker 1: like the others, not for greater skill in hunting, not
• 52:47
  Speaker 1: for greater craft in fishing, not for triumph in the battle,
• 52:51
  Speaker 1: nor renown among the warriors, but for profit of the people,
• 52:56
  Speaker 1: for advantage of the nations. From the master of descending I,
• 53:01
  Speaker 1: the friend of man Mondamin, come to warn you and
• 53:04
  Speaker 1: instruct you how by struggle and by labor, you shall
• 53:08
  Speaker 1: gain what you have prayed for. Rise up from your
• 53:11
  Speaker 1: bed of branches, Rise o youth, and wrestle with me.
• 53:16
  Speaker 1: Faint with famine, Hiawatha started from his bed of branches,
• 53:20
  Speaker 1: from the twilight of his wigwam forth into the flush
• 53:24
  Speaker 1: of sunset, came and wrestled with Mondamin. At his touch,
• 53:29
  Speaker 1: he felt new courage throbbing in his brain, and Bosom
• 53:32
  Speaker 1: felt new life and hope and vigor run through every
• 53:36
  Speaker 1: nerve and fiber. So they wrestled there together in the
• 53:39
  Speaker 1: glory of the sunset. And the more they strove and struggled,
• 53:44
  Speaker 1: stronger still grew Highwatha till the darkness fell around them,
• 53:48
  Speaker 1: and the heron the Shuhugar, from her nest among the
• 53:52
  Speaker 1: pine trees, gave a cry of lamentation. Gave a scream
• 53:55
  Speaker 1: of pain and famine. Tis enough, then, said Mondoe Damin,
• 54:00
  Speaker 1: smiling upon Hiawatha. But tomorrow, when the sun sets, I
• 54:05
  Speaker 1: will come again to try you. And he vanished, and
• 54:08
  Speaker 1: was seen not whether sinking as the rain sinks, whether
• 54:12
  Speaker 1: rising as the mists rise. Hiawatha saw, not knew, not
• 54:17
  Speaker 1: only saw that he had vanished, leaving him alone and fainting,
• 54:22
  Speaker 1: with the misty lake below him and the reeling stars
• 54:26
  Speaker 1: above him. On the morrow and the next day, when
• 54:31
  Speaker 1: the sun through heaven, descending like a red and burning
• 54:34
  Speaker 1: cinder from the hearth of the Great Spirit, fell into
• 54:38
  Speaker 1: the western waters, came one Damin for the trial for
• 54:42
  Speaker 1: the strife with Hiawatha came as silent as the dew
• 54:47
  Speaker 1: comes from the empty air, appearing into empty air, returning,
• 54:52
  Speaker 1: taking shape when earth it touches, but invisible to all
• 54:57
  Speaker 1: men in its coming and its going. Thrice they wrestled
• 55:01
  Speaker 1: there together in the glory of the sunset till the
• 55:05
  Speaker 1: darkness fell around them, till the heron the Shoeshugar, from
• 55:09
  Speaker 1: her nest among the pine trees, uttered her loud cry
• 55:12
  Speaker 1: of famine, and Mundamin paused to listen, tall and beautiful.
• 55:18
  Speaker 1: He stood there in his garments green and yellow, to
• 55:22
  Speaker 1: and fro his plumes above him waved and nodded with
• 55:26
  Speaker 1: his breathing, and the sweat of the encounter stood like
• 55:30
  Speaker 1: drops of dew upon him, and he cried, O Highawatha,
• 55:35
  Speaker 1: bravely have you wrestled with me? Thrice have wrestled stoutly
• 55:39
  Speaker 1: with me. And the master of life who sees us,
• 55:43
  Speaker 1: he will give to you the triumph. Then he smiled
• 55:47
  Speaker 1: and said, to morrow is the last day of your conflict,
• 55:51
  Speaker 1: Is the last day of your fasting. You will conquer,
• 55:54
  Speaker 1: And o'ercome me. Make a bed for me to lie in,
• 55:58
  Speaker 1: where the rain may fall upon me, where the sun
• 56:01
  Speaker 1: may come and warm me. Strip these garments green and yellow,
• 56:05
  Speaker 1: Strip this nodding plumage from me. Lay me in the earth,
• 56:09
  Speaker 1: and make it soft and loose and light above me.
• 56:14
  Speaker 1: Let no hand disturb my slumber. Let no weed nor
• 56:18
  Speaker 1: worm molest me. Let not Khargagi the raven come to
• 56:22
  Speaker 1: haunt me and molest me. Only come yourself to watch
• 56:27
  Speaker 1: me till I wake and start and quicken, till I
• 56:30
  Speaker 1: leap into the sunshine. And thus saying, he departed peacefully
• 56:36
  Speaker 1: slept Hiawatha. But he heard the Wawanaisa, heard the whippor
• 56:41
  Speaker 1: will complaining perched upon his lonely wigwam, heard the rushing Sebowisha,
• 56:47
  Speaker 1: heard the rivulet rippling near him, talking to the darksome forest,
• 56:52
  Speaker 1: heard the sighing of the branches as they lifted and
• 56:55
  Speaker 1: subsided at the passing of the night wind. Heard them
• 57:00
  Speaker 1: as one hears in slumber far off, murmurs, dreamy whispers,
• 57:05
  Speaker 1: peacefully slept Hiawatha. On the morrow came Nokomis, on the
• 57:11
  Speaker 1: seventh day of his fasting, came with food for Hiawatha. Came,
• 57:16
  Speaker 1: imploring and bewailing, lest his hunger should o'ercome him, lest
• 57:20
  Speaker 1: his fasting should be fatal. But he tasted not and
• 57:24
  Speaker 1: touched not, only said to her, Nocomis, wait until the
• 57:29
  Speaker 1: sun is setting, till the darkness falls around us, till
• 57:33
  Speaker 1: the heron the Shueshuga, crying from the desolate marshes, tells
• 57:37
  Speaker 1: us that the day is ended. Homeward, weeping went Nokomis,
• 57:42
  Speaker 1: sorrowing for her Hiawatha, fearing lest his strength should fail him,
• 57:48
  Speaker 1: lest his fasting should be fatal. He meanwhile sat weary
• 57:53
  Speaker 1: waiting for the coming of Mundarmin, till the shadows pointing
• 57:57
  Speaker 1: eastward lengthened over field and forest, till the sun dropped
• 58:02
  Speaker 1: from the heaven, floating on the waters westward as a
• 58:06
  Speaker 1: red leaf in the autumn falls and floats upon the
• 58:10
  Speaker 1: water falls and sinks into its bosom. And behold the
• 58:16
  Speaker 1: young Mondamin, with his soft and shining tresses, with his
• 58:20
  Speaker 1: garments green and yellow, with his long and glossy plumage,
• 58:24
  Speaker 1: stood and beckoned at the doorway, and as one in slumber,
• 58:30
  Speaker 1: walking pale and haggard, but undaunted from the Wigwam, Hiawatha
• 58:35
  Speaker 1: came and wrestled with Mondamin round about him, spun the landscape,
• 58:40
  Speaker 1: sky and forest reeled together, and his strong heart leaped
• 58:44
  Speaker 1: within him as the sturgeon leaps and struggles in a
• 58:48
  Speaker 1: net to break its meshes. Like a ring of fire.
• 58:51
  Speaker 1: Around him blazed and flared the red horizon, and a
• 58:55
  Speaker 1: hundred suns seemed looking at the combat of the wrestlers. Suddenly,
• 59:00
  Speaker 1: upon the greensward, all alone stood Hiawatha, panting with his
• 59:05
  Speaker 1: wild exertion, palpitating with the struggle, and before him, breathless, lifeless,
• 59:13
  Speaker 1: lay the youth with hair disheveled, plumage torn, and garments tattered. Dead,
• 59:19
  Speaker 1: he lay there in the sunset and victorious. Hiawatha made
• 59:24
  Speaker 1: the grave as he commanded, stripped the garments from Bondamin,
• 59:29
  Speaker 1: stripped his tattered plumage from him, laid him in the earth,
• 59:33
  Speaker 1: and made it soft and loose and light above him
• 59:36
  Speaker 1: and the heron the shuesugar from the melancholy moorlands. Gave
• 59:41
  Speaker 1: a cry of lamentation, gave a cry of pain and
• 59:45
  Speaker 1: anguish homeward. Then went Hiawatha to the lodge of old Nocomis,
• 59:52
  Speaker 1: and the seven days of his fasting were accomplished and completed.
• 59:57
  Speaker 1: But the place was not forgotten where he wrestled with Mondamin,
• 1:00:01
  Speaker 1: nor forgotten nor neglected, was the grave where lay Mondamin,
• 1:00:06
  Speaker 1: sleeping in the rain and sunshine, where his scattered plumes
• 1:00:11
  Speaker 1: and garments faded in the rain and sunshine. Day by
• 1:00:16
  Speaker 1: day did Hiawatha go to wait and watch beside it
• 1:00:21
  Speaker 1: kept the dark mold soft above it, kept it clean
• 1:00:25
  Speaker 1: from weeds and insects. Drove away with scoffs and shoutings.
• 1:00:30
  Speaker 1: Car Gaghi, the King of Ravens, till at length a
• 1:00:35
  Speaker 1: small green feather from the earth shot slowly upward, then
• 1:00:40
  Speaker 1: another and another, and before the summer ended stood the
• 1:00:44
  Speaker 1: maize in all its beauty, with its shining robes about it,
• 1:00:49
  Speaker 1: and its long, soft yellow tresses. And in rapture Hiawatha
• 1:00:55
  Speaker 1: cried aloud, it is Mondamin, Yes, the friend of man Mondamin.
• 1:01:00
  Speaker 1: Then he called to old Nokomis and i Argu the
• 1:01:04
  Speaker 1: great boaster, showed them where the maize was growing, told
• 1:01:07
  Speaker 1: them of his wondrous vision, of his wrestling, and his triumph,
• 1:01:10
  Speaker 1: of this new gift to the nations, which should be
• 1:01:15
  Speaker 1: their food for ever. And still later, when the autumn changed,
• 1:01:21
  Speaker 1: the long green leaves to yellow, and the soft and
• 1:01:24
  Speaker 1: juicy kernels grew like wampum, hard and yellow. Then the
• 1:01:29
  Speaker 1: ripened ears he gathered stripped the withered husks from off them,
• 1:01:33
  Speaker 1: as he once had stripped. The wrestler, gave the first
• 1:01:38
  Speaker 1: feast of Mondamin, and made known unto the people this
• 1:01:43
  Speaker 1: new gift of the great spirit. End of section five,
• 1:01:50
  Speaker 1: Section six. Hiawatha's friends, two good friends had Hiawatha singled
• 1:01:57
  Speaker 1: out from all the others, bound to him in closest union,
• 1:02:02
  Speaker 1: and to whom he gave the right hand of his
• 1:02:05
  Speaker 1: heart in joy and sorrow. Chibiabos, the musician, and the
• 1:02:10
  Speaker 1: very strong man quascned straight between them ran the pathway,
• 1:02:16
  Speaker 1: never grew the grass upon it, singing birds that utter
• 1:02:19
  Speaker 1: falsehood's storytellers mischief makers, found no eager ear to listen.
• 1:02:25
  Speaker 1: Could not breed ill will between them, for they kept
• 1:02:29
  Speaker 1: each other's counsel, spake with naked hearts, together, pondering much
• 1:02:34
  Speaker 1: and much, contriving how the tribes of men might prosper.
• 1:02:40
  Speaker 1: Most beloved by Hiawatha was the gentle Chibiabos. He the
• 1:02:45
  Speaker 1: best of all musicians. He the sweetest of all singers,
• 1:02:50
  Speaker 1: Beautiful and childlike. Was he brave as man is, soft
• 1:02:55
  Speaker 1: as woman, pliant as a wand of willow, stately as
• 1:02:59
  Speaker 1: a deer with anat. When he sang, the village listened.
• 1:03:03
  Speaker 1: All the warriors gathered round him, All the women came
• 1:03:06
  Speaker 1: to hear him. Now he stirred their souls to passion.
• 1:03:10
  Speaker 1: Now he melted them to pity. From the hollow reeds,
• 1:03:15
  Speaker 1: he fashioned flutes so musical and mellow that the brook
• 1:03:20
  Speaker 1: the sebowisha ceased to murmur in the woodland, that the
• 1:03:24
  Speaker 1: wood birds ceased from singing, and the squirrel Adjidamo ceased
• 1:03:29
  Speaker 1: his chatter. In the oak tree, and the rabbit the
• 1:03:32
  Speaker 1: wabaso sat upright to look and listen. Yes, the brook
• 1:03:38
  Speaker 1: the sebowisha pausing, said o Chibiabos, teach my waves to
• 1:03:43
  Speaker 1: flow in music softly as your words in singing. Yes,
• 1:03:48
  Speaker 1: the bluebird, the owaisa envious, said o Chibiabos. Teach me
• 1:03:54
  Speaker 1: tones as wild and wayward. Teach me songs as full
• 1:03:58
  Speaker 1: of frenzy. Yes, the robin, the upeche joyous, said o Chibiabos,
• 1:04:04
  Speaker 1: teach me tones as sweet and tender. Teach me songs
• 1:04:08
  Speaker 1: as full of gladness. And the whippo will wauanaisa sobbing,
• 1:04:14
  Speaker 1: said o Chibiabos. Teach me tones as melancholy, teach me
• 1:04:19
  Speaker 1: songs as full of sadness. All the many sounds of
• 1:04:24
  Speaker 1: nature borrowed sweetness from his singing. All the hearts of
• 1:04:28
  Speaker 1: men were softened by the pathos of his music. For
• 1:04:31
  Speaker 1: he sang of peace and freedom, sang of beauty, love
• 1:04:35
  Speaker 1: and longing, sang of death and life undying. In the
• 1:04:40
  Speaker 1: islands of the Blessed, in the Kingdom of Ponema, in
• 1:04:44
  Speaker 1: the land of the hereafter, very dear to Hiawatha, was
• 1:04:50
  Speaker 1: the gentle Chibiabos, he the best of all musicians, He
• 1:04:55
  Speaker 1: the sweetest of all singers. For his gentleness, he loved him,
• 1:04:59
  Speaker 1: and the man of his singing dear too unto Hiawatha,
• 1:05:04
  Speaker 1: was the very strong man quascened. He the strongest of
• 1:05:08
  Speaker 1: all mortals, he the mightiest among many. For his very strength.
• 1:05:13
  Speaker 1: He loved him. For his strength allied to goodness. Idle
• 1:05:19
  Speaker 1: in his youth, was quascined, very listless, dull and dreamy.
• 1:05:23
  Speaker 1: Never played with other children, never fished, and never hunted.
• 1:05:28
  Speaker 1: Not like other children was he, But they saw that
• 1:05:31
  Speaker 1: much he fasted much. His manito entreated much besought his
• 1:05:36
  Speaker 1: guardian spirit, lazy quascend, said his mother. In my work,
• 1:05:42
  Speaker 1: you never help me. In the summer, you are roaming
• 1:05:44
  Speaker 1: idly in the fields and forests. In the winter you
• 1:05:47
  Speaker 1: are carrying o'er the firebrands in the wigwam. In the
• 1:05:51
  Speaker 1: coldest days of winter, I must break the ice for
• 1:05:55
  Speaker 1: fishing with my nets. You never help me.
• 1:05:58
  Speaker 2: At the door.
• 1:05:58
  Speaker 1: My nets are hanging, dripping, freezing with the water. Go
• 1:06:02
  Speaker 1: and wring them in a deze, Go and dry them
• 1:06:05
  Speaker 1: in the sunshine. Slowly from the ashes. Quascened rose, but
• 1:06:10
  Speaker 1: made no angry answer. From the lodge, went forth in silence,
• 1:06:15
  Speaker 1: took the nets that hung together, dripping, freezing at the doorway,
• 1:06:19
  Speaker 1: like a wisp of straw. He wrung them like a
• 1:06:23
  Speaker 1: wisp of straw. He broke them, could not wring them
• 1:06:27
  Speaker 1: without breaking, such the strength was in his fingers. Lazy quascned,
• 1:06:33
  Speaker 1: said his father in a hunt, you never helped me.
• 1:06:36
  Speaker 1: Every bow you touch is broken, snapped asunder every arrow.
• 1:06:40
  Speaker 1: Yet come with me to the forest. You shall bring
• 1:06:43
  Speaker 1: the hunting homeward down a narrow pass they wondered, where
• 1:06:48
  Speaker 1: a brooklet led them onward, where the trail of deer
• 1:06:52
  Speaker 1: and bison marked the soft mud on the margin, till
• 1:06:56
  Speaker 1: they found all further passage shut against them, barred securely
• 1:07:01
  Speaker 1: by the trunks of trees uprooted, lying lengthwise, lying crosswise.
• 1:07:05
  Speaker 1: And forbidding further passage, we must go back, said the
• 1:07:10
  Speaker 1: old man. O'er these logs we cannot clamber. Not a
• 1:07:13
  Speaker 1: woodchuck could get through them, not a squirrel clamber o'er them.
• 1:07:18
  Speaker 1: And straightway his pipe he lighted and sat down to
• 1:07:22
  Speaker 1: smoke and ponder. But before his pipe was finished. Lo
• 1:07:27
  Speaker 1: the path was cleared before him. All the trunks had quascened,
• 1:07:32
  Speaker 1: lifted to the right hand, to the left hand, shot
• 1:07:35
  Speaker 1: the pine trees, swift as arrows, hurled, the cedars light
• 1:07:40
  Speaker 1: as lances. Lazy Quascined, said the young man, as they
• 1:07:45
  Speaker 1: sported in the meadow, Why stand idly looking at us,
• 1:07:49
  Speaker 1: leaning on the rock behind you, Come and wrestle with
• 1:07:52
  Speaker 1: the others. Let us pitch the quoits together. Lazy Quascined
• 1:07:56
  Speaker 1: made no answer to their challenge, made no answer, only
• 1:08:00
  Speaker 1: rose and, slowly, turning, seized the huge rock in his fingers,
• 1:08:06
  Speaker 1: tore it from its deep foundation, poised it in the
• 1:08:09
  Speaker 1: air a moment pitched it. Sheer into the river, sheer
• 1:08:13
  Speaker 1: into the swift Powarting, where it still is seen in summer.
• 1:08:20
  Speaker 1: Once as down that foaming river, down the rapids of Powarting,
• 1:08:25
  Speaker 1: Quacin sailed with his companions. In the stream, he saw
• 1:08:29
  Speaker 1: a beaver, saw Armik, the king of beavers, struggling with
• 1:08:33
  Speaker 1: the rushing currents, rising, sinking in the water. Without speaking,
• 1:08:37
  Speaker 1: without pausing, quascind leapt into the river, plunged beneath the
• 1:08:41
  Speaker 1: bubbling surface, through the whirlpools chased the beaver followed him
• 1:08:45
  Speaker 1: among the islands, stayed so long beneath the water that
• 1:08:50
  Speaker 1: his terrified companions cried, alas, goodbye to Quascind. We shall
• 1:08:55
  Speaker 1: never more see Quascind. But he reappeared, triumphant, and upon
• 1:09:00
  Speaker 1: his shining shoulders brought the beaver dead, and dripping brought
• 1:09:04
  Speaker 1: the king.
• 1:09:05
  Speaker 2: Of all the beavers.
• 1:09:08
  Speaker 1: And these two, as I have told you, were the
• 1:09:12
  Speaker 1: friends of Hiawatha Chibiabos, the musician, and the very strong
• 1:09:17
  Speaker 1: man Quascened. Long they lived in peace together, spake with
• 1:09:22
  Speaker 1: naked hearts, together, pondering much and much contriving how the
• 1:09:28
  Speaker 1: tribes of men might prosper. End of section six, Section seven.
• 1:09:34
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha's sailing. Give me of your bark o birch tree,
• 1:09:40
  Speaker 1: of your yellow bark o birch tree, growing by the
• 1:09:44
  Speaker 1: rushing river, tall and stately in the valley. I a
• 1:09:48
  Speaker 1: light canoe will build me build a swift chie maun
• 1:09:52
  Speaker 1: for sailing that shall float upon the river like a
• 1:09:56
  Speaker 1: yellow leaf in autumn, like a yellow water lif Lay
• 1:10:01
  Speaker 1: aside your cloak o birch tree, Lay aside your white
• 1:10:05
  Speaker 1: skin wrapper for the summer time is coming, and the
• 1:10:08
  Speaker 1: sun is warm in heaven, and you need no white
• 1:10:11
  Speaker 1: skin wrapper. Thus aloud cried Hiawatha in the solitary forest,
• 1:10:17
  Speaker 1: by the rushing Takquomeno, where the birds were singing gaily
• 1:10:22
  Speaker 1: in the moon of leaves were singing, and the sun,
• 1:10:26
  Speaker 1: from sleep awaking started up, and said, behold me, Jesus,
• 1:10:32
  Speaker 1: the great Sun. Behold me, and the tree, with all
• 1:10:36
  Speaker 1: its branches rustled in the breeze of morning, saying, with
• 1:10:41
  Speaker 1: a sigh of patience, take my cloak, O Hiawatha. With
• 1:10:46
  Speaker 1: his knife, the tree he girdled, just beneath its lowest branches,
• 1:10:51
  Speaker 1: just above the roots, he cut it till the sap
• 1:10:54
  Speaker 1: came oozing outward down the trunk from top to bottom sheer.
• 1:10:58
  Speaker 1: He cleft the bark asunder with a wooden wedge, he
• 1:11:01
  Speaker 1: raised it, stripped it from the trunk unbroken. Give me
• 1:11:06
  Speaker 1: of your boughs, o cedar, of your strong and pliant branches,
• 1:11:09
  Speaker 1: my canoe to make more steady, make more strong and
• 1:11:13
  Speaker 1: firm beneath me through the summit of the cedar, when
• 1:11:16
  Speaker 1: a sound, a cry of horror, went a murmur of resistance,
• 1:11:21
  Speaker 1: but it whispered, bending downwards take my boughs, O higher
• 1:11:25
  Speaker 1: wafer down.
• 1:11:27
  Speaker 2: He hewed the boughs of.
• 1:11:29
  Speaker 1: Cedar, shaped them straightway to a framework, like two bows.
• 1:11:33
  Speaker 1: He formed and shaped them like two bended bows together.
• 1:11:38
  Speaker 1: Give me of your roots, O tamarack, of your fibrous roots,
• 1:11:42
  Speaker 1: O larch tree, my canoe, to bind together, so to
• 1:11:46
  Speaker 1: bind the ends together, that the water may not enter,
• 1:11:49
  Speaker 1: that the river may not wet me. And the larch,
• 1:11:52
  Speaker 1: with all its fibers, shivered in the air of morning,
• 1:11:56
  Speaker 1: touched his forehead with its tassels, said, with one long
• 1:12:01
  Speaker 1: sigh of sorrow, take them all, ohio watha, from the earth.
• 1:12:06
  Speaker 1: He tore the fibers, tore the tough roots of the
• 1:12:08
  Speaker 1: larch tree closely, sowed the bark together, bound it closely
• 1:12:13
  Speaker 1: to the framework. Give me of your balm, O fir tree,
• 1:12:17
  Speaker 1: of your balsam, and your resin, so to close the
• 1:12:21
  Speaker 1: seams together, that the water may not enter, that the
• 1:12:24
  Speaker 1: river may not wet me. And the fir tree, tall
• 1:12:28
  Speaker 1: and somber, sobbed through all its robes of darkness, rattled
• 1:12:33
  Speaker 1: like a shore with pebbles, answered wailing, answered weeping, Take
• 1:12:38
  Speaker 1: my balm, O higher watha. And he took the tears
• 1:12:43
  Speaker 1: of balsam, took the resin of the fir tree, smeared
• 1:12:46
  Speaker 1: therewith each seam and fissure, made each crevice safe from water.
• 1:12:52
  Speaker 1: Give me of your quills, o hedgehog, all your quills,
• 1:12:56
  Speaker 1: oh cag the hedgehog, I will make a necklace of them,
• 1:13:00
  Speaker 1: Make a girdle for my beauty, and two stars to
• 1:13:03
  Speaker 1: deck her bosom. From a hollow tree, the hedgehog, with
• 1:13:07
  Speaker 1: its sleepy eyes, looked at him, shot his shining quills
• 1:13:12
  Speaker 1: like arrows, saying, with the drowsy murmur through the tangle
• 1:13:15
  Speaker 1: of his whiskers, take my quills, O higher wafa. From
• 1:13:20
  Speaker 1: the ground the quills he gathered, all the little shining arrows,
• 1:13:24
  Speaker 1: stained them red and blue and yellow with the juice
• 1:13:28
  Speaker 1: of roots and berries into his canoe. He wrought them
• 1:13:32
  Speaker 1: round its waist, a shining girdle, round its boughs, a
• 1:13:36
  Speaker 1: gleaming necklace on its breast, two stars resplendent. Thus the
• 1:13:42
  Speaker 1: birch canoe was builded in the valley by the river,
• 1:13:46
  Speaker 1: in the bosom of the forest, and the forest's life
• 1:13:50
  Speaker 1: was in it, all its mystery and its magic, all
• 1:13:53
  Speaker 1: the lightness of the birch tree all the toughness of
• 1:13:56
  Speaker 1: the cedar, all the larches supple sinews, and it floated
• 1:14:01
  Speaker 1: on the river like a yellow leaf in autumn, like
• 1:14:04
  Speaker 1: a yellow water lily. Paddles none had Hiawatha paddles. None
• 1:14:10
  Speaker 1: he had or kneaded for his thoughts as paddles served him,
• 1:14:14
  Speaker 1: had his wishes served to guide him. Swift or slow
• 1:14:18
  Speaker 1: at will, He glided, veered to right or left at pleasure.
• 1:14:23
  Speaker 1: Then he called aloud to Quascin, to his friend the
• 1:14:27
  Speaker 1: strong man quascened, saying, help me clear this river of
• 1:14:31
  Speaker 1: its sunken logs and sand bars. Straight into the river quascined,
• 1:14:37
  Speaker 1: plunged as if he were an otter, dived as if
• 1:14:39
  Speaker 1: he were a beaver, stood up to his waist in water,
• 1:14:43
  Speaker 1: to his armpits in the river, swam and scouted in
• 1:14:46
  Speaker 1: the river, tugged at sunken logs and branches with his hands.
• 1:14:50
  Speaker 1: He scooped the sand bars with his feet the ooze
• 1:14:54
  Speaker 1: and tangle. And thus sailed my Hiawatha down the rushing
• 1:15:00
  Speaker 1: taquamen Or sailed through all its bends and windings, sailed
• 1:15:06
  Speaker 1: through all its deeps and shallows, while his friend, the
• 1:15:10
  Speaker 1: strong man Quassin swam the deeps. The shallows waded up
• 1:15:16
  Speaker 1: and down the river went they in and out among
• 1:15:20
  Speaker 1: its islands, cleared its bed of root and sand, bar
• 1:15:24
  Speaker 1: dragged the dead trees from its channel, made its passage
• 1:15:28
  Speaker 1: safe and certain, made a pathway for the people from
• 1:15:32
  Speaker 1: its springs among the mountains to the waters of Pawating,
• 1:15:36
  Speaker 1: to the Bay of taquamenor end of section seven, Section eight.
• 1:15:44
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha's fishing forth upon the Gitchigumi on the shining big
• 1:15:50
  Speaker 1: sea water, with his fishing line of cedar, of the
• 1:15:53
  Speaker 1: twisted bark of cedar. Forth to catch the sturgeon Nama
• 1:15:58
  Speaker 1: miche Nama, king of the fishes. In his birch canoe,
• 1:16:02
  Speaker 1: Exulting all alone, went Hiawatha through the clear, transparent water.
• 1:16:09
  Speaker 1: He could see the fishes swimming far down in the
• 1:16:12
  Speaker 1: depths below him. See the yellow perch, the sour like
• 1:16:16
  Speaker 1: a sunbeam in the water. See the shore gashee, the
• 1:16:20
  Speaker 1: crawfish like a spider on the bottom, on the white
• 1:16:24
  Speaker 1: and sandy bottom at the stern sat Hiawatha, with his
• 1:16:28
  Speaker 1: fishing line of cedar in his plumes. The breeze of
• 1:16:31
  Speaker 1: morning played as in the hemlock branches on the boughs,
• 1:16:35
  Speaker 1: with tail erected sat the squirrel Ajidamo in his fur.
• 1:16:39
  Speaker 1: The breeze of morning played as in the prairie grasses.
• 1:16:44
  Speaker 1: On the white sand of the bottom lay the monster Mishinama,
• 1:16:48
  Speaker 1: lay the sturgeon, king of fishes. Through his gills, he
• 1:16:53
  Speaker 1: breathed the water with his fins. He fanned and winnowed
• 1:16:57
  Speaker 1: with his tail. He swept the sand floor. There he
• 1:17:01
  Speaker 1: lay in all his armor, on each side a shield
• 1:17:04
  Speaker 1: to guard him. Plates of bone upon his forehead, down
• 1:17:07
  Speaker 1: his side and back and shoulders, plates of bone with
• 1:17:10
  Speaker 1: spines projecting. Painted was he with his war paints, stripes
• 1:17:14
  Speaker 1: of yellow, red and azure, spots of brown, and.
• 1:17:17
  Speaker 2: Spots of sable.
• 1:17:19
  Speaker 1: And he lay there on the bottom, fanning with his
• 1:17:22
  Speaker 1: fins of purple. As above him, Hiawatha in his birch
• 1:17:27
  Speaker 1: canoe came sailing with his fishing lion of cedar. Take
• 1:17:31
  Speaker 1: my bait, cried Hiawatha down into the depths beneath him,
• 1:17:36
  Speaker 1: Take my bait, o sturgeon Namah, come up from below
• 1:17:40
  Speaker 1: the water. Let us see which is the stronger. And
• 1:17:43
  Speaker 1: he dropped his line of cedar through the clear, transparent
• 1:17:46
  Speaker 1: water waited vainly for an answer. Long sat waiting for
• 1:17:51
  Speaker 1: an answer, and repeating loud and louder, Take my bait, o,
• 1:17:57
  Speaker 1: king of fishes. Quiet lay the sturgeon Narma, fanning slowly
• 1:18:03
  Speaker 1: in the water, looking up at Hiawatha, listening to his
• 1:18:08
  Speaker 1: call and clamor his unnecessary tumult, till he wearied of
• 1:18:12
  Speaker 1: the shouting, and he said to the Canosa, to the pike,
• 1:18:16
  Speaker 1: the Maskinosia, take the bait of this rude fellow. Break
• 1:18:20
  Speaker 1: the line of Hiawatha in his fingers. Hiawatha felt the
• 1:18:24
  Speaker 1: loose line jerk and titan as he drew it in.
• 1:18:27
  Speaker 1: It tugged so that the birch canoe stood endwise like
• 1:18:32
  Speaker 1: a birch log in the water, with the squirrel Adjidamo
• 1:18:35
  Speaker 1: perched and frisking on the summit. Full of scorn was
• 1:18:40
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha when he saw the fish rise upward, saw the
• 1:18:43
  Speaker 1: pike the Maskinosa, coming nearer nearer to him, and he
• 1:18:47
  Speaker 1: shouted through the water, esa Issa, shame upon you. You
• 1:18:50
  Speaker 1: are but the pike Canosa. You are not the fish
• 1:18:53
  Speaker 1: I wanted. You are not the King of fishes. Reeling
• 1:18:58
  Speaker 1: downward to the bottom, sank the pike in great confusion,
• 1:19:02
  Speaker 1: and the mighty surgeon Namah said to ugudwash the sunfish
• 1:19:07
  Speaker 1: to the bream with scales of crimson, take the bait
• 1:19:11
  Speaker 1: of this great boaster. Break the line of Hiawatha. Slowly upward, wavering, gleaming,
• 1:19:18
  Speaker 1: rose the ugudwash. The sunfish seized the line of Hiawatha,
• 1:19:22
  Speaker 1: swung with all his weight upon it, made a whirlpool
• 1:19:25
  Speaker 1: in the water, whirled the birch canoe in circles, round
• 1:19:28
  Speaker 1: and round in gurgling eddies, till the circles in the
• 1:19:31
  Speaker 1: water reached the far off sandy beaches, till the water
• 1:19:35
  Speaker 1: flags and rushes nodded on the distant margins. But when
• 1:19:40
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha saw him slowly rising through the water, lifting up
• 1:19:43
  Speaker 1: his disc effulgent loud, he shouted in derision, is sa
• 1:19:48
  Speaker 1: I is, sir, shame upon you. You are ugudwash the sunfish.
• 1:19:52
  Speaker 1: You are not the fish I wanted. You are not
• 1:19:54
  Speaker 1: the king of fishes. Slowly downward, wavering gleaming, sank the
• 1:20:00
  Speaker 1: ugudwash the sunfish. And again the sturgeon Narma heard the
• 1:20:05
  Speaker 1: shout of Hiawatha, heard his challenge of defiance, the unnecessary
• 1:20:09
  Speaker 1: tumult ringing far across the water from the white sand
• 1:20:15
  Speaker 1: of the bottom up he rose with angry gesture, quivering
• 1:20:18
  Speaker 1: in each nerve and fiber, clashing all his plates of armor,
• 1:20:21
  Speaker 1: gleaming bright with all his war paint in his wrath,
• 1:20:24
  Speaker 1: he darted upward, flashing, leaped into the sunshine, opened his
• 1:20:28
  Speaker 1: great jaws, and swallowed both canoe and Higher Watha down
• 1:20:33
  Speaker 1: into that darksome cavern, plunged the headlong Higher Watha as
• 1:20:38
  Speaker 1: a log on some black river, shoots and plunges down
• 1:20:41
  Speaker 1: the rapids, found himself in utter darkness, groped about in
• 1:20:45
  Speaker 1: helpless wonder, till he felt a great heart beating, throbbing
• 1:20:50
  Speaker 1: in that utter darkness, and he smote it in his
• 1:20:53
  Speaker 1: anger with his fist. The heart of Narma, felt the
• 1:20:57
  Speaker 1: mighty king of fishes shudder through each nerve and fiber,
• 1:21:01
  Speaker 1: heard the water gurgle round him as he leaped and
• 1:21:04
  Speaker 1: staggered through it, sick at heart and faint and weary. Crosswise,
• 1:21:09
  Speaker 1: Then did Hiawatha drag his birch canoe for safety, lest
• 1:21:13
  Speaker 1: from out the jaws of Narma in the turmoil and
• 1:21:16
  Speaker 1: confusion forth he might be hurled and perish. And the
• 1:21:20
  Speaker 1: squirrel Ajidamo, frisked and chatted very gaily, toiled and tugged
• 1:21:25
  Speaker 1: with Hiawatha till the labor was completed. Then said Hiawatha
• 1:21:30
  Speaker 1: to him, Oh, my little friend, the squirrel, bravely have
• 1:21:33
  Speaker 1: you toiled to help me. Take the thanks of Hiawatha,
• 1:21:37
  Speaker 1: and the name which now he gives you. For hereafter
• 1:21:40
  Speaker 1: and forever, boys shall call you Ajidaumo. Tail in air,
• 1:21:45
  Speaker 1: the boys shall call you. And again the sturgeon Narma
• 1:21:50
  Speaker 1: gasped and quivered in the water, then was still and
• 1:21:53
  Speaker 1: drifted landward till he grated on the pebbles, till the
• 1:21:57
  Speaker 1: listening Hiawatha heard him great upon the margin, felt him
• 1:22:01
  Speaker 1: strand upon the pebbles, knew that Narma, king of fishes,
• 1:22:06
  Speaker 1: lay there dead upon the margin. Then he heard a
• 1:22:09
  Speaker 1: clang and flapping as of many wings assembling, heard a
• 1:22:13
  Speaker 1: screaming and confusion as of birds of prey contending. Saw
• 1:22:17
  Speaker 1: a gleam of light above him, shining through the ribs
• 1:22:20
  Speaker 1: of Narma, saw the glittering eyes of seagulls of kayoshk
• 1:22:24
  Speaker 1: the sea gulls peering gazing at him through the opening,
• 1:22:27
  Speaker 1: heard them saying to each other, tis our brother Hiawatha.
• 1:22:31
  Speaker 1: And he shouted from below them cried exulting from the caverns,
• 1:22:35
  Speaker 1: Oh ye seagulls, Oh, my brothers, I have slain the
• 1:22:38
  Speaker 1: sturgeon Narma. Make the rifts a little larger. With your claws,
• 1:22:41
  Speaker 1: the openings widen. Set me free from this dark prison.
• 1:22:45
  Speaker 1: And henceforward and forever, man shall speak of your achievements,
• 1:22:49
  Speaker 1: calling you Kayoshk. The sea gulls, yes, Kaioshk. The noble
• 1:22:54
  Speaker 1: scratchers and the wild and clamorous sea gulls toiled with
• 1:22:59
  Speaker 1: beak and claw together made the rifts and openings wider
• 1:23:02
  Speaker 1: in the mighty ribs of Narma. And from peril and
• 1:23:06
  Speaker 1: from prison, from the body of the sturgeon, from the
• 1:23:09
  Speaker 1: peril of the water, they released my Highawatha. He was
• 1:23:13
  Speaker 1: standing near his wigwam on the margin of the water,
• 1:23:17
  Speaker 1: and he called to old Nacomis, called and beckoned to Nocomis,
• 1:23:22
  Speaker 1: pointed to the sturgeon Narma, lying lifeless on the pebbles,
• 1:23:25
  Speaker 1: with the sea gulls feeding on him. I have slain
• 1:23:29
  Speaker 1: the Mishnama, slain the king of fishes. Said he look
• 1:23:33
  Speaker 1: the sea gulls feed upon him. Yes, my friends, kayoshk,
• 1:23:36
  Speaker 1: the seagulls drive them not away, Nocomis, They have saved
• 1:23:40
  Speaker 1: me from great peril in the body of the sturgeon.
• 1:23:43
  Speaker 1: Wait until their meal is ended, till their craws are
• 1:23:46
  Speaker 1: full with feasting, till they homeward, fly at sunset to
• 1:23:50
  Speaker 1: their nests among the marshes. Then bring all your pots
• 1:23:53
  Speaker 1: and kettles, and make oil for us in winter. And
• 1:23:57
  Speaker 1: she waited till the sunset, till the allid moon, the
• 1:24:01
  Speaker 1: night sun rose above the tranquil water, till kayoshk. The
• 1:24:05
  Speaker 1: sated seagulls from their banquet, rose with clamour, and across
• 1:24:09
  Speaker 1: the fiery sunset winged their way too far off islands
• 1:24:13
  Speaker 1: to their nests among the rushes. To his sleep went Hiawatha,
• 1:24:18
  Speaker 1: and Nacomis to her labour, toiling patient in the moonlight,
• 1:24:23
  Speaker 1: till the sun and moon changed places, till the sky
• 1:24:26
  Speaker 1: was red with sunrise, and kayoshk, the hungry seagulls came
• 1:24:30
  Speaker 1: back from the reedy islands, clamorous for their morning banquet.
• 1:24:35
  Speaker 1: Three whole days and nights alternate. Olden a Comis and
• 1:24:41
  Speaker 1: the seagulls stripped the oily flesh of Narma, till the
• 1:24:45
  Speaker 1: waves washed through the rib bones, till the seagulls came
• 1:24:49
  Speaker 1: no longer, and upon the sands lay nothing but the
• 1:24:53
  Speaker 1: skeleton of Narma. End of Section eight. Section nine. Hiawatha
• 1:25:01
  Speaker 1: and the pearl feather on the shores of Gitchigumi, of
• 1:25:07
  Speaker 1: the shining big sea water stood Nokomis the old woman,
• 1:25:11
  Speaker 1: pointing with her finger westward o'er the water, pointing westward
• 1:25:15
  Speaker 1: to the purple clouds of sunset fiercely. The red sun
• 1:25:20
  Speaker 1: descending burned his way along the heavens, sets the sky
• 1:25:25
  Speaker 1: on fire behind him, as war parties, when retreating, burn
• 1:25:28
  Speaker 1: the prairies on their war trail, and the moon the
• 1:25:32
  Speaker 1: night sun eastward, suddenly, starting from his ambush, followed fast.
• 1:25:37
  Speaker 1: Those bloody footprints followed in that fiery war trail, with
• 1:25:41
  Speaker 1: its glare upon his features. And Nacomis, the old woman,
• 1:25:46
  Speaker 1: pointing with her finger westward, spake these words to Hiawatha
• 1:25:52
  Speaker 1: yonder dwells the great pearl feather, Meggisgwan, the magician Maniteaux
• 1:25:57
  Speaker 1: of wealth and wampum, guarded by his fire, fiery serpents
• 1:26:01
  Speaker 1: guarded by the black pitch water. You can see his
• 1:26:05
  Speaker 1: fiery serpents, the canar beak, the great serpents coiling playing
• 1:26:10
  Speaker 1: in the water. You can see the black pitch water
• 1:26:14
  Speaker 1: stretching far away beyond them, to the purple clouds of sunset.
• 1:26:19
  Speaker 1: He it was who slew my father by his wicked
• 1:26:21
  Speaker 1: wilds and cunning when he from the moon descended, when
• 1:26:25
  Speaker 1: he came on earth to seek me. He, the mightiest
• 1:26:29
  Speaker 1: of magicians, sends the fever from the marshes, sends the
• 1:26:33
  Speaker 1: pestilential vapors, sends the poisonous exhalations, sends the white fog
• 1:26:39
  Speaker 1: from the fenlands, sends disease and death among us. Take
• 1:26:45
  Speaker 1: your bow, o Hiawatha, Take your arrows, jasperheaded, take your
• 1:26:49
  Speaker 1: war club, pug a war gun, and your mittens minga carwan,
• 1:26:54
  Speaker 1: and your birch canoe for sailing, and the oil of
• 1:26:57
  Speaker 1: michin Arma, so to smear its sides, that sly you
• 1:27:00
  Speaker 1: may pass the black pitchwater. Slay this merciless magician, save
• 1:27:05
  Speaker 1: the people from the fever that he breathes across the fenlands,
• 1:27:09
  Speaker 1: and avenge my father's murder. Straightway, then, my Hiawatha, armed
• 1:27:15
  Speaker 1: himself with all his war gear, launched his birch canoe
• 1:27:19
  Speaker 1: for sailing. With his palm its sides. He patted, said
• 1:27:23
  Speaker 1: with glee, chie mourn my darling, O, my birch canoe.
• 1:27:27
  Speaker 1: Leap forward where you see the fiery serpents, where you
• 1:27:30
  Speaker 1: see the black pitchwater. Forward, leaped Chimaun, exulting, and the
• 1:27:35
  Speaker 1: noble Hiawatha sang his war song, wild and woeful, and
• 1:27:39
  Speaker 1: above him the war eagle, the canoe, the great war eagle,
• 1:27:44
  Speaker 1: master of all fowls with feathers, screamed and hurtled through
• 1:27:49
  Speaker 1: the heavens. Soon he reached the fiery serpents, the canarbeak,
• 1:27:55
  Speaker 1: the great serpents lying huge upon the water, sparkling rippling
• 1:28:00
  Speaker 1: in the water, lying coiled across the passage with their
• 1:28:04
  Speaker 1: blazing crests uplifted, breathing fiery fogs and vapors, so that
• 1:28:09
  Speaker 1: none could pass beyond them. But the fearless Hiawatha cried
• 1:28:14
  Speaker 1: aloud and spake in this wise, let me pass my way, Canarbik,
• 1:28:18
  Speaker 1: let me go upon my journey. And they answered, hissing
• 1:28:22
  Speaker 1: fiercely with their fiery breath, made answer back, go back, Oh,
• 1:28:27
  Speaker 1: Suregadia back to old Nacomis faint heart. Then the angry
• 1:28:33
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha raised his mighty bow of ash tree, seized his arrows, jasperheaded,
• 1:28:38
  Speaker 1: shot them fast among the serpents. Every twanging of the
• 1:28:41
  Speaker 1: bowstring was a war cry and a death cry. Every
• 1:28:45
  Speaker 1: whizzing of an arrow was a death song of Canarbik.
• 1:28:49
  Speaker 1: Weltering in the bloody water, dead lay all the fiery serpents,
• 1:28:54
  Speaker 1: and among them Hiawatha, harmless, sailed and cried, exulting onward
• 1:28:59
  Speaker 1: O U Chi morn my darling, onward to the black
• 1:29:03
  Speaker 1: pitch water. Then he took the oil of Narma, and
• 1:29:07
  Speaker 1: the boughs and sides anointed, smeared them well with oil,
• 1:29:11
  Speaker 1: that swiftly he might pass the black pitch water. All
• 1:29:15
  Speaker 1: night long he sailed upon it, sailed upon that sluggish water,
• 1:29:20
  Speaker 1: covered with its mold of ages, black with rotting water,
• 1:29:25
  Speaker 1: rushes rank with flags, and leaves of lilies, stagnant, lifeless, dreary, dismal,
• 1:29:33
  Speaker 1: lighted by the shimmering moonlight and by will o the wisps,
• 1:29:37
  Speaker 1: illumined fires by ghosts of dead men, kindled in their
• 1:29:41
  Speaker 1: weary night encampments. All the air was white with moonlight,
• 1:29:47
  Speaker 1: all the water black with shadow. And around him the
• 1:29:51
  Speaker 1: Sugema the mosquito sang his war song, and the fireflies
• 1:29:55
  Speaker 1: Wabatesi waved their torches to mislead him. And the Bulfro
• 1:30:00
  Speaker 1: the Dahinda thrust his head into the moonlight, fixed his
• 1:30:04
  Speaker 1: yellow eyes upon him. Sobbed and sank beneath the surface,
• 1:30:09
  Speaker 1: and anon a thousand whistles answered over all the fenlands,
• 1:30:14
  Speaker 1: and the heron the Shuesugar, far off on the reedy margin,
• 1:30:18
  Speaker 1: heralded the hero's coming. Westward. Thus fared Hiawatha toward the
• 1:30:24
  Speaker 1: realm of Meggi Soguan, toward the land of the pearl feather,
• 1:30:28
  Speaker 1: till the level moon stared at him in his face
• 1:30:32
  Speaker 1: stared pale and haggard, till the sun was hot behind him,
• 1:30:36
  Speaker 1: till it burned upon his shoulders, and before him on
• 1:30:41
  Speaker 1: the upland he could see the shining Wigwam of the Manitou,
• 1:30:44
  Speaker 1: of Wampum, of the mightiest of magicians. Then once more
• 1:30:50
  Speaker 1: chi mourn, he patted to his birch. Canoe said onward,
• 1:30:53
  Speaker 1: and it stirred in all its fibers, and with one
• 1:30:56
  Speaker 1: great bound of triumph, leaped across the water. Lilies leaped
• 1:31:01
  Speaker 1: through tangled flags and rushes, and upon the beach. Beyond them,
• 1:31:06
  Speaker 1: dry shod landed Higher Watha straight. He took his bow
• 1:31:11
  Speaker 1: of ash tree on the sand, one end he rested
• 1:31:14
  Speaker 1: with his knee. He pressed the middle, stretched the faithful
• 1:31:17
  Speaker 1: bow string tighter, took an arrow, jasperheaded, shot it at
• 1:31:21
  Speaker 1: the shining Wigwam, sent it singing as a herald, as
• 1:31:25
  Speaker 1: a bearer of his message of his challenge. Loud and lofty,
• 1:31:30
  Speaker 1: come forth from your lodge, pearl feather, Higher Watha waits
• 1:31:34
  Speaker 1: your coming. Straightway from the shining Wigwam came the mighty Meggisgwan,
• 1:31:39
  Speaker 1: tall of stature, broad of shoulder, dark and terrible in aspect,
• 1:31:44
  Speaker 1: clad from head to foot in wampum, armed with all
• 1:31:48
  Speaker 1: his warlike weapons, painted like the sky of morning, streaked
• 1:31:53
  Speaker 1: with crimson blue and yellow, crested with great eagle feathers
• 1:31:57
  Speaker 1: streaming upward, streaming outward. Well I know you, Hiawatha, cried
• 1:32:03
  Speaker 1: he in a voice of thunder, in a tone of
• 1:32:05
  Speaker 1: loud derision. Hasten back o Sugardaiah, hasten back among the women,
• 1:32:11
  Speaker 1: back to old Nocomis faint heart, I will slay you
• 1:32:16
  Speaker 1: as you stand there, as of old I slew her father.
• 1:32:20
  Speaker 1: But my Hiawatha answered nothing, daunted, fearing nothing. Big words
• 1:32:25
  Speaker 1: do not smite like war clubs. Boastful breath is not
• 1:32:28
  Speaker 1: a bow string. Taunts are not so sharp as arrows.
• 1:32:32
  Speaker 1: Deeds are better things than words, are actions mightier than boastings.
• 1:32:38
  Speaker 1: Then began the greatest battle that the sun had ever
• 1:32:42
  Speaker 1: looked on, that the war birds ever witnessed, all a
• 1:32:47
  Speaker 1: summer's day. It lasted from the sunrise to the sunset.
• 1:32:51
  Speaker 1: For the shafts of Hiawatha, harmless hit the shirt of Wampum,
• 1:32:56
  Speaker 1: Harmless fell the blows he dealt it with his mittens
• 1:32:59
  Speaker 1: mean Jaikarwan harmless fell the heavy war club. It could
• 1:33:03
  Speaker 1: dash the rocks asunder, but it could not break the
• 1:33:07
  Speaker 1: meshes of that magic shirt of Wampum. Till at sunset, Hiawatha,
• 1:33:13
  Speaker 1: leaning on his bow of ash tree, wounded, weary and
• 1:33:17
  Speaker 1: desponding with his mighty war club broken, with his mittens
• 1:33:21
  Speaker 1: torn and tattered, and three useless arrows, only paused to
• 1:33:26
  Speaker 1: rest beneath a pine tree, from whose branches trailed the mosses,
• 1:33:31
  Speaker 1: and whose trunk was coated over with the dead man's
• 1:33:34
  Speaker 1: mocksin leather, with the fungus white and yellow. Suddenly, from
• 1:33:40
  Speaker 1: the boughs above him sang the marmar the woodpecker, Aim
• 1:33:44
  Speaker 1: your arrow's Hiawatha at the head of Meggisguan, strike the
• 1:33:49
  Speaker 1: tuft of hair upon it at their roots the long
• 1:33:52
  Speaker 1: black tresses. There alone can he be wounded. Winged with
• 1:33:57
  Speaker 1: feathers tipped with jasper, Swift flew higher Watha's arrow just
• 1:34:02
  Speaker 1: as Meggisogwon, stooping, raised a heavy stone to throw it
• 1:34:07
  Speaker 1: full upon the crown. It struck him at the roots
• 1:34:10
  Speaker 1: of his long tresses, and he reeled and staggered forward,
• 1:34:13
  Speaker 1: plunging like a wounded bison, Yes, like pesure key, the
• 1:34:18
  Speaker 1: bison when the snow is on the prairie. Swifter flew
• 1:34:21
  Speaker 1: the second arrow in the pathway of the other, piercing
• 1:34:24
  Speaker 1: deeper than the other, wounded soreer than the other, And
• 1:34:28
  Speaker 1: the knees of Meggisogwon shook like windy reeds beneath him,
• 1:34:32
  Speaker 1: bent and trembled like the rushes. But the third and
• 1:34:37
  Speaker 1: latest arrow, Swiftest, flew and wounded Sorest, and the mighty Meggisogwon,
• 1:34:43
  Speaker 1: saw the fiery eyes of Powergook, saw the eyes of
• 1:34:47
  Speaker 1: death glare at him, heard his voice call. In the darkness,
• 1:34:53
  Speaker 1: at the feet of Highawatha, lifeless, lay the great pearl feather,
• 1:34:58
  Speaker 1: lay the mightiest of magicians. Then the grateful Hiawatha called
• 1:35:04
  Speaker 1: the Mama the woodpecker from his perch among the branches
• 1:35:08
  Speaker 1: of the melancholy pine tree, and in honor of his service,
• 1:35:13
  Speaker 1: stained with blood the tuft of feathers on the little
• 1:35:16
  Speaker 1: head of Mama.
• 1:35:18
  Speaker 2: Even to this.
• 1:35:19
  Speaker 1: Day he wears it, wears the tuft of crimson feathers
• 1:35:23
  Speaker 1: as a symbol of his service. Then he stripped the
• 1:35:27
  Speaker 1: shirt of Wampong from the back of Megisoguan as a
• 1:35:30
  Speaker 1: trophy of the battle. As a signal of his conquest.
• 1:35:34
  Speaker 1: On the shore, he left the body half on land
• 1:35:37
  Speaker 1: and half in water. In the sand, his feet were buried,
• 1:35:40
  Speaker 1: and his face was in the water. And above him
• 1:35:44
  Speaker 1: wheeled and clamored the canoe, the great war eagle, sailing
• 1:35:49
  Speaker 1: round in narrower circles, hovering nearer nearer nearer. From the
• 1:35:56
  Speaker 1: Wigwam Hiawatha bore the wealth of Megisagua, all his wealth
• 1:36:01
  Speaker 1: of skins and wampum, furs of bison and of beaver,
• 1:36:06
  Speaker 1: furs of sable and of ermine, wampum belts and strings
• 1:36:10
  Speaker 1: and pouches, quivers wrought with beads of wampum, filled with arrows,
• 1:36:14
  Speaker 1: silver headed homeward. Then he sailed, exulting homeward through the
• 1:36:21
  Speaker 1: black pitch water, homeward through the weltering serpents, with the
• 1:36:25
  Speaker 1: trophies of the battle, with a shout and song of triumph.
• 1:36:31
  Speaker 1: On the shore stood old Nokomis. On the shore stood
• 1:36:35
  Speaker 1: Chibiabos and the very strong man quascened, waiting for the
• 1:36:40
  Speaker 1: hero's coming, listening to his songs of triumph. And the
• 1:36:44
  Speaker 1: people of the village welcomed him with songs and dances,
• 1:36:48
  Speaker 1: made a joyous feast, and shouted honor Bee to Hiawatha,
• 1:36:52
  Speaker 1: he has slain the great pearl feather, slain the mightiest
• 1:36:55
  Speaker 1: of magicians, him who scent the fiery fever, since the
• 1:36:59
  Speaker 1: white fog from the fenlands sent disease and death among us. Ever,
• 1:37:06
  Speaker 1: dear to Hiawatha was the memory of Marmar, And in
• 1:37:10
  Speaker 1: token of his friendship. As a mark of his remembrance,
• 1:37:14
  Speaker 1: he adorned and decked his pipe stem with the crimson
• 1:37:18
  Speaker 1: tuft of feathers, with the blood red crest of Marmar.
• 1:37:21
  Speaker 1: But the wealth of megisogwon. All the trophies of the battle,
• 1:37:25
  Speaker 1: he divided with his people, shared it equally among them.
• 1:37:31
  Speaker 1: End of Section nine, Section ten Hiawatha's wooing. As unto
• 1:37:39
  Speaker 1: the bow the cord is so unto the man is woman.
• 1:37:44
  Speaker 1: Though she bends him, she obeys him, though she draws him,
• 1:37:47
  Speaker 1: Yet she follows useless, each without the other. Thus the
• 1:37:53
  Speaker 1: youthful Hiawatha said within himself and pondered, much, perplexed by
• 1:37:59
  Speaker 1: various feelings, listless, longing, hoping, fearing, dreaming, still of Minnehaha,
• 1:38:06
  Speaker 1: of the lovely laughing water in the land of the
• 1:38:10
  Speaker 1: dakotas wed a maiden of your people, warning, said the
• 1:38:16
  Speaker 1: old Nocomis, Go not eastward, Go not westward. For a
• 1:38:20
  Speaker 1: stranger whom we know not, Like a fire upon the hearthstone,
• 1:38:25
  Speaker 1: is a neighbor's homely daughter, like the starlight or the moonlight,
• 1:38:29
  Speaker 1: is the handsomest of strangers. Thus, dissuading spake Nocomis, And
• 1:38:35
  Speaker 1: my Hiawatha answered, only this, dear old Nocomis very pleasant
• 1:38:41
  Speaker 1: is the firelight. But I like the starlight better better
• 1:38:46
  Speaker 1: do I like the moonlight. Gravely, then said old Nacomis,
• 1:38:51
  Speaker 1: Bring not here an idle maiden. Bring not here a
• 1:38:54
  Speaker 1: useless woman, hands, unskillful, feet, unwilling. Bring a wife with
• 1:38:58
  Speaker 1: nimble fingers, heart and hand that move together, feats that
• 1:39:03
  Speaker 1: run on willing errands, smiling, answered Hiawatha. In the land
• 1:39:09
  Speaker 1: of the Dakotas lives the arrow maker's daughter Minnehaha. Laughing,
• 1:39:13
  Speaker 1: mortar hantsmest of all the women, I will bring her
• 1:39:17
  Speaker 1: to your wigwam. She shall run upon your errands. Be
• 1:39:20
  Speaker 1: your starlight, moonlight, firelight, be the sunlight of my people.
• 1:39:27
  Speaker 1: Still dissuading, said Nacomis, Bring not to my lodger stranger
• 1:39:31
  Speaker 1: from the land of the Dakotas. Very fierce are the Dakotas,
• 1:39:35
  Speaker 1: often is their war between us. There are feuds yet unforgotten,
• 1:39:40
  Speaker 1: wounds that ache and still may open, laughing, answered Hiawatha.
• 1:39:46
  Speaker 1: For that reason, if no other would I wed the
• 1:39:49
  Speaker 1: fair Dakota, that our tribes might be united, that old
• 1:39:52
  Speaker 1: feuds might be forgotten, and old wounds be healed forever.
• 1:39:59
  Speaker 1: Thus depart darted Hiawatha, to the lands of the Dakotas,
• 1:40:03
  Speaker 1: to the land of handsome women. Striding over moor and meadow,
• 1:40:08
  Speaker 1: through interminable forests, through uninterrupted silence, with his moccasins of
• 1:40:15
  Speaker 1: magic at each stride, a mile he measured. Yet the
• 1:40:19
  Speaker 1: way seemed long before him, and his heart outran his footsteps,
• 1:40:25
  Speaker 1: and he journeyed without resting, till he heard the cataract's laughter,
• 1:40:29
  Speaker 1: heard the falls of Minnehaha calling to him through the silence.
• 1:40:35
  Speaker 1: Pleasant is the sound, he murmured, Pleasant is the voice
• 1:40:39
  Speaker 1: that calls me. On the outskirts of the forests, TwixT
• 1:40:44
  Speaker 1: the shadow and the sunshine, herds of fallow deer were feeding,
• 1:40:48
  Speaker 1: but they saw not Hiawatha. To his bow he whispered veil.
• 1:40:53
  Speaker 1: Not to his arrow, whispered swerve, not sent it singing
• 1:40:57
  Speaker 1: on its errand to the red heart of the Roebuck.
• 1:41:00
  Speaker 1: Threw the deer across his shoulder, and sped forward without pausing.
• 1:41:06
  Speaker 1: At the doorway of his Wigwam sat the ancient arrow
• 1:41:10
  Speaker 1: maker in the land of the Dakotas, making arrow heads
• 1:41:14
  Speaker 1: of jasper, arrow heads of chalcedony. At his side in
• 1:41:19
  Speaker 1: all her beauty, sat the lovely Minnaha sat his daughter,
• 1:41:23
  Speaker 1: laughing water plaiting mats of flags and rushes of the past.
• 1:41:29
  Speaker 1: The old man's thoughts were, and the maidens of the future.
• 1:41:34
  Speaker 1: He was thinking as he sat there, of the days
• 1:41:38
  Speaker 1: when with such arrows he had struck the deer and
• 1:41:41
  Speaker 1: bison on the musker day the meadow shot, the wild
• 1:41:45
  Speaker 1: goose flying southward on the wing, the clamorous wah wah,
• 1:41:50
  Speaker 1: thinking of the great war parties, how they came to
• 1:41:54
  Speaker 1: buy his arrows, could not fight without his arrows. Are
• 1:41:58
  Speaker 1: no more such noble warriors could be found on earth
• 1:42:02
  Speaker 1: as they were now. The men were all like women,
• 1:42:05
  Speaker 1: only used their tongues for weapons. She was thinking of
• 1:42:10
  Speaker 1: a hunter from another tribe and country, young and tall
• 1:42:14
  Speaker 1: and very handsome, who one morning in the springtime, came
• 1:42:18
  Speaker 1: to buy her father's arrows, sat and rested in the
• 1:42:22
  Speaker 1: wigwam lingered long about the doorway, looking back as he departed.
• 1:42:28
  Speaker 1: She had heard her father praise him, praise his courage
• 1:42:31
  Speaker 1: and his wisdom. Would he come again for arrows to
• 1:42:34
  Speaker 1: the falls of Minnehaha. On the mat, her hands lay idle,
• 1:42:39
  Speaker 1: and her eyes were very dreamy. Through their thoughts they
• 1:42:44
  Speaker 1: heard a footstep, heard a rustling in the branches, and
• 1:42:48
  Speaker 1: with glowing cheek and forehead, with the deer upon his shoulders,
• 1:42:52
  Speaker 1: suddenly from out the woodlands, Hiawatha stood before them straight.
• 1:42:57
  Speaker 1: The ancient arrow maker looked up gravely from his labor,
• 1:43:01
  Speaker 1: laid aside the unfinished arrow, bade him enter at the doorway, saying,
• 1:43:06
  Speaker 1: as he rose to meet him, Hiawatha.
• 1:43:08
  Speaker 2: You are welcome.
• 1:43:10
  Speaker 1: At the feet of laughing water, Hiawatha laid his burden,
• 1:43:14
  Speaker 1: threw the red deer from his shoulders, and the maiden
• 1:43:18
  Speaker 1: looked up at him, looked up from her mat of rushes, said,
• 1:43:23
  Speaker 1: with gentle look and accent, you are welcome, Hiawatha. Very
• 1:43:29
  Speaker 1: spacious was the wigwam made of deer skins, dressed and
• 1:43:33
  Speaker 1: whitened with the gods of the Dakotas drawn and painted
• 1:43:36
  Speaker 1: on its curtains, and so tall the doorway. Hardly Hiawatha
• 1:43:41
  Speaker 1: stooped to enter, hardly touched his eagle feathers as he
• 1:43:45
  Speaker 1: entered at the doorway. Then up rose the laughing water
• 1:43:50
  Speaker 1: from the ground. Fair Minnie Haha laid aside her mat unfinished,
• 1:43:55
  Speaker 1: brought forth food, and set before them water brought them
• 1:43:58
  Speaker 1: from the brooklet, gave them food in earthen vessels, gave
• 1:44:02
  Speaker 1: them drink in bowls of basswood. Listened while the guest
• 1:44:06
  Speaker 1: was speaking, listened while her father answered. But not once
• 1:44:11
  Speaker 1: her lips she opened, not a single word. She uttered yes,
• 1:44:16
  Speaker 1: as in a dream. She listened to the words of Hiawatha,
• 1:44:20
  Speaker 1: as he talked of old Nacomis, who had nursed him
• 1:44:23
  Speaker 1: in his childhood. As he told of his companions Chibiarbos,
• 1:44:27
  Speaker 1: the musician, and the very strong man quascened, and of
• 1:44:32
  Speaker 1: happiness and plenty in the land of the Ajibways, in
• 1:44:37
  Speaker 1: the pleasant land and peaceful. After many years of warfare,
• 1:44:42
  Speaker 1: many years of strife and bloodshed, there is peace between
• 1:44:45
  Speaker 1: the Ajibways and the tribe of the Dakotas, Thus continued Hiawatha,
• 1:44:50
  Speaker 1: and then added, speaking slowly, that this piece may last forever,
• 1:44:57
  Speaker 1: and our hands be clasped more closely, and our hearts
• 1:45:00
  Speaker 1: be more united. Give me as my wife, this maiden Minnehaha,
• 1:45:06
  Speaker 1: laughing water, loveliest of Dakota women, and the ancient arrowmaker.
• 1:45:12
  Speaker 1: Paused a moment ere he answered, smoked a little, while
• 1:45:16
  Speaker 1: in silence, looked at Hiawatha proudly, fondly looked at laughing
• 1:45:21
  Speaker 1: Water and made answer very gravely, Yes, if Minnehaha wishes,
• 1:45:28
  Speaker 1: let your heart speak Minnehaha. And the lovely laughing Water
• 1:45:33
  Speaker 1: seemed more lovely as she stood there, neither willing nor reluctant,
• 1:45:38
  Speaker 1: as she went to Hiawatha softly took the seat beside him,
• 1:45:42
  Speaker 1: while she said, and blushed to say it, I will
• 1:45:46
  Speaker 1: follow you, my husband. This was Hiawatha's wooing. Thus it
• 1:45:52
  Speaker 1: was he won the daughter of the ancient arrowmaker in
• 1:45:56
  Speaker 1: the land of the Dakotas. From the wigwam he departed,
• 1:46:01
  Speaker 1: leading with him laughing Water hand in hand. They went
• 1:46:05
  Speaker 1: together through the woodland and the meadow. Left the old
• 1:46:09
  Speaker 1: man standing lonely at the doorway of his wigwam, heard
• 1:46:14
  Speaker 1: the fools of Minnehaha calling to them from the distance,
• 1:46:17
  Speaker 1: crying to them from afar off fare thee well o Minnihaha.
• 1:46:23
  Speaker 1: And the ancient arrow maker turned again unto his labor,
• 1:46:28
  Speaker 1: sat down by his sunny doorway, murmuring to himself and saying,
• 1:46:33
  Speaker 1: thus it is our daughters. Leave us those we love
• 1:46:37
  Speaker 1: and those who love us, just when they have learnt
• 1:46:41
  Speaker 1: to help us when we are old and lean upon them.
• 1:46:44
  Speaker 1: Comes a youth with flaunting feathers, with his flute of reeds.
• 1:46:48
  Speaker 1: A stranger wanders piping through the village, beckons to the
• 1:46:52
  Speaker 1: fairest maiden, and she follows where he leads, leaving all
• 1:46:57
  Speaker 1: things for the stranger. Pleasant was the journey homeward, through
• 1:47:03
  Speaker 1: interminable forests, over meadow, over mountain, over river, hill and hollow.
• 1:47:09
  Speaker 2: Short.
• 1:47:09
  Speaker 1: It seemed to hire Watha, though they journeyed very slowly.
• 1:47:13
  Speaker 1: Though his pace he checked and slackened to the steps
• 1:47:16
  Speaker 1: of laughing water, over wide and rushing rivers. In his arms,
• 1:47:21
  Speaker 1: he bore the maiden light. He thought her as a feather,
• 1:47:25
  Speaker 1: as the plume upon his head gear. Cleared the tangled
• 1:47:29
  Speaker 1: pathway for her, bent aside the swaying branches, made at
• 1:47:34
  Speaker 1: night a lodge of branches, and a bed with boughs
• 1:47:37
  Speaker 1: of hemlock, and a fire before the doorway with the
• 1:47:40
  Speaker 1: dry cones of the pine tree. All the traveling winds
• 1:47:44
  Speaker 1: went with them o'er the meadows, through the forest. All
• 1:47:48
  Speaker 1: the stars of night looked at them, watched with sleepless
• 1:47:52
  Speaker 1: eyes their slumber. From his ambush in the oak tree peeped.
• 1:47:56
  Speaker 1: The squirrel Agidamo watched with eager eyes the lovers and
• 1:48:00
  Speaker 1: the rabbit. The wabasso scampered from the path before them,
• 1:48:04
  Speaker 1: peering peeping from his burrow, sat erect upon his haunches,
• 1:48:09
  Speaker 1: watched with curious eyes the lovers. Pleasant was the journey homeward.
• 1:48:14
  Speaker 1: All the birds sang loud and sweetly, songs of happiness
• 1:48:18
  Speaker 1: and heart's ease, sang the blue bird. The owais, sir, happy,
• 1:48:23
  Speaker 1: are you, Hiawatha, having such a wife to love you?
• 1:48:26
  Speaker 1: Sang the robin. The oupechee happy, are you, laughing water,
• 1:48:30
  Speaker 1: having such a noble husband. From the sky, the sun, benignant,
• 1:48:36
  Speaker 1: looked upon them through the branches, saying to them, O,
• 1:48:39
  Speaker 1: my children, love is sunshine, Hate is shadow, life is
• 1:48:44
  Speaker 1: checkered shade, and sunshine. Rule by love, O Hiawatha. From
• 1:48:50
  Speaker 1: the sky, the moon looked at them, filled the lodge
• 1:48:53
  Speaker 1: with mystic splendors, whispered to them, Oh, my children, day
• 1:48:58
  Speaker 1: is restless, night is quiet, Yet man imperious woman feeble
• 1:49:03
  Speaker 1: half is mine, although I follow rule by patience, laughing water,
• 1:49:09
  Speaker 1: Thus it was they journeyed homeward. Thus it was that
• 1:49:13
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha to the lodge of old Nacomis brought the moonlight, starlight, firelight,
• 1:49:20
  Speaker 1: brought the sunshine of his people Minnehaha, laughing water, handsomest
• 1:49:26
  Speaker 1: of all the women in the land of the dakotas
• 1:49:29
  Speaker 1: in the land of handsome women. End of Section ten,
• 1:49:35
  Speaker 1: Section eleven. Hiawatha's wedding feast. You shall hear how pow pukiwis,
• 1:49:42
  Speaker 1: How the handsome Yenadize danced at Hiawatha's wedding. How the
• 1:49:47
  Speaker 1: gentle chibiabos He, the sweetest of musicians, sang his songs
• 1:49:51
  Speaker 1: of love and longing. How Iagu the great boaster, he,
• 1:49:56
  Speaker 1: the marvelous story teller, told his tales of strange adventure.
• 1:50:00
  Speaker 1: That the feast might be more joyous, that the time
• 1:50:03
  Speaker 1: might pass more gaily, and the guests be more contented.
• 1:50:08
  Speaker 1: Sumptuous was the feast Nacomis made at Hiawatha's wedding. All
• 1:50:13
  Speaker 1: the bowls were made of basswood white and polished very smoothly.
• 1:50:17
  Speaker 1: All the spoons of horn of bison black and polished
• 1:50:21
  Speaker 1: very smoothly. She had sent through all the village messengers
• 1:50:25
  Speaker 1: with wands of willow as a sign of invitation as
• 1:50:28
  Speaker 1: a token of the feasting, and the wedding guests assembled,
• 1:50:33
  Speaker 1: clad in all their richest raiment, robes of fur and
• 1:50:36
  Speaker 1: belts of wampum, splendid with their paint and plumage, beautiful
• 1:50:40
  Speaker 1: with beads and tassels. First they ate the sturgeon, narma
• 1:50:46
  Speaker 1: and the pike the maskenosia, caught and cooked by Old Nacomis.
• 1:50:51
  Speaker 1: Then on pemmican they feasted pemmican and buffalo marrow, haunch
• 1:50:55
  Speaker 1: of deer and hump of bison, yellow cakes of the mundamin,
• 1:51:00
  Speaker 1: and the wild rice of the river. But the gracious Hiawatha,
• 1:51:05
  Speaker 1: and the lovely laughing water, and the careful Old Nocomis
• 1:51:10
  Speaker 1: tasted not the food before them, only waited on the
• 1:51:14
  Speaker 1: others only served their guests in silence. And when all
• 1:51:19
  Speaker 1: the guests had finished, Old Nocomis brisk and busy from
• 1:51:23
  Speaker 1: an ample pouch of otter, filled the red stone pipes
• 1:51:26
  Speaker 1: for smoking, with tobacco from the Southland, mixed with bark
• 1:51:30
  Speaker 1: of the red willow, and with herbs and leaves of fragrance.
• 1:51:34
  Speaker 1: Then she said, O powpu kiwis, dance for us, your
• 1:51:38
  Speaker 1: merry dances, dance the beggars dance to please us, that
• 1:51:42
  Speaker 1: the feast may be more joyous, that the time may
• 1:51:44
  Speaker 1: pass more gaily, and our guests be more contented. Then
• 1:51:49
  Speaker 1: the handsome pow pu kiwis he, the idle Yendize, He,
• 1:51:53
  Speaker 1: the merry mischief maker, whom the people called the storm
• 1:51:57
  Speaker 1: fall rose among the guests assembled. Skilled was he in
• 1:52:01
  Speaker 1: sports and pastimes, in the merry dance of snow shoes,
• 1:52:05
  Speaker 1: in the play of quoits and ball play. Skilled was
• 1:52:08
  Speaker 1: he in games of hazard, in all games of skill
• 1:52:11
  Speaker 1: and hazard pugasaying the bowl and countess count soothe the
• 1:52:16
  Speaker 1: game of plum stones. Though the warriors called him faint heart,
• 1:52:21
  Speaker 1: called him coward, Shagadaya, idler gambler Yendize, little heeded he
• 1:52:27
  Speaker 1: their jesting, little cared he for their insults. For the
• 1:52:30
  Speaker 1: women and the maidens loved the handsome Powpu kiwist. He
• 1:52:35
  Speaker 1: was dressed in shirt of doe skin, white and soft,
• 1:52:39
  Speaker 1: and fringed with ermine, all in wrought with beads of wampum.
• 1:52:43
  Speaker 1: He was dressed in deer skin leggings fringed with hedgehog
• 1:52:47
  Speaker 1: quills and ermine, and in moccasins of buckskin, thick with
• 1:52:51
  Speaker 1: quills and beads. Embroidered On his head were plumes of
• 1:52:55
  Speaker 1: Swansdown on his heels were tails of foxes. In one
• 1:53:00
  Speaker 1: hand a fan of feathers, and a pipe was in
• 1:53:02
  Speaker 1: the other barred with streaks of red and yellow, streaks
• 1:53:07
  Speaker 1: of blue and bright vermilion shone the face of power
• 1:53:10
  Speaker 1: PuO keywists. From his forehead fell his tresses, smooth and
• 1:53:15
  Speaker 1: parted like a woman's, shining bright with oil and plaited,
• 1:53:19
  Speaker 1: hung with braids of scented grasses. As among the guests
• 1:53:23
  Speaker 1: assembled to the sounds of flutes and singing, to the
• 1:53:27
  Speaker 1: sounds of drums and voices, rose the handsome powerpuk keywiss
• 1:53:31
  Speaker 1: and began his mystic dances. First he danced a solemn measure,
• 1:53:36
  Speaker 1: very slow in step and gesture, in and out among
• 1:53:40
  Speaker 1: the pine trees, through the shadows and the sunshine, treading
• 1:53:44
  Speaker 1: softly like a panther. Then more swiftly and still swifter, whirling,
• 1:53:49
  Speaker 1: spinning round in circles, leaping o'er the guests assembled, eddying
• 1:53:53
  Speaker 1: round and round the wigwam till the leaves went whirling
• 1:53:56
  Speaker 1: with him, till the dust and wind together swept in
• 1:53:59
  Speaker 1: eddy round about him. Then along the sandy margin of
• 1:54:03
  Speaker 1: the lake, the big sea water on he sped with
• 1:54:06
  Speaker 1: frenzied gestures, stamped upon the sand and tossed it wildly
• 1:54:11
  Speaker 1: in the air around him, till the wind became a whirlwind,
• 1:54:14
  Speaker 1: till the sand was blown and sifted like great snow
• 1:54:18
  Speaker 1: drifts o'er the landscape, heaping all the shores with sand's tunes,
• 1:54:22
  Speaker 1: sand hills of the Naga wood jew Thus the merry
• 1:54:27
  Speaker 1: powerpuk Keywis danced his beggars dance to please them, and
• 1:54:31
  Speaker 1: returning sat down laughing. There among the guests assembled, sat
• 1:54:36
  Speaker 1: and fanned himself serenely with his fan of turkey feathers.
• 1:54:41
  Speaker 1: Then they said to Chibiabos, to the friend of Hiawatha,
• 1:54:45
  Speaker 1: to the sweetest of all singers, to the best of
• 1:54:49
  Speaker 1: all musicians. Sing to us, o Chibiabos, songs of love
• 1:54:53
  Speaker 1: and songs of longing, that the feast may be more joyous,
• 1:54:57
  Speaker 1: that the time may pass more gaily, and our guests
• 1:55:00
  Speaker 1: be more contented. And the gentle Chibiabos sang in accents
• 1:55:06
  Speaker 1: sweet and tender, sang in tones of deep emotions, Songs
• 1:55:11
  Speaker 1: of love and songs of longing, looking still at Hiawatha,
• 1:55:15
  Speaker 1: looking at fair laughing water, sang he softly sang in
• 1:55:20
  Speaker 1: this wise on away, or wake beloved, Thou the wild
• 1:55:25
  Speaker 1: flower of the forest, Thou the wild bird of the prairie, Thou,
• 1:55:29
  Speaker 1: with eyes so soft.
• 1:55:31
  Speaker 2: And fawn like.
• 1:55:32
  Speaker 1: If thou only lookest at me, I am happy. I
• 1:55:36
  Speaker 1: am happy as the lilies of the prairie when they
• 1:55:39
  Speaker 1: feel the dew upon them. Sweet thy breath is as
• 1:55:42
  Speaker 1: the fragrance of the wild flowers in the morning, as
• 1:55:46
  Speaker 1: their fragrance is at evening in the moon, when leaves
• 1:55:49
  Speaker 1: are falling. Does not all the blood within me leap
• 1:55:53
  Speaker 1: to meet thee, leap to meet thee, as the springs
• 1:55:56
  Speaker 1: to meet the sunshine in the moon, when nights are brightest.
• 1:56:00
  Speaker 1: On away, my heart sings to thee, sings with joy
• 1:56:04
  Speaker 1: when thou art near me, as a sighing, singing branches
• 1:56:07
  Speaker 1: in the pleasant moon of strawberries. When thou art not pleased, beloved,
• 1:56:13
  Speaker 1: then my heart is sad and darkened, as the shining
• 1:56:17
  Speaker 1: river darkens when the clouds drop shadows on it. When
• 1:56:20
  Speaker 1: thou smilest, my beloved, then my troubled heart is brightened,
• 1:56:24
  Speaker 1: as in sunshine, gleam the ripples that the cold wind
• 1:56:28
  Speaker 1: makes in rivers, smiles the earth, and smile the waters,
• 1:56:34
  Speaker 1: smile the cloudless skies above us. But I lose the
• 1:56:38
  Speaker 1: way of smiling when thou art no longer near me,
• 1:56:42
  Speaker 1: I myself myself. Behold me, blood of my beating heart,
• 1:56:46
  Speaker 1: Behold me, oh, awake, awake, beloved, on away, awake, beloved.
• 1:56:54
  Speaker 1: Thus the gentle Chibiabos sang his song of love and longing.
• 1:56:59
  Speaker 1: And yea Argu, the great boaster, he the marvelous story teller,
• 1:57:04
  Speaker 1: He the friend of old Nacomis, jealous of the sweet musician,
• 1:57:08
  Speaker 1: jealous of the applause they gave him. Saw in all
• 1:57:11
  Speaker 1: the eyes around him, saw in all their looks and gestures,
• 1:57:15
  Speaker 1: that the wedding guests assembled longed to hear his pleasant stories,
• 1:57:19
  Speaker 1: his immeasurable falsehoods. Very boastful was the Yaragu. Never heard
• 1:57:25
  Speaker 1: he an adventure but himself had met a greater. Never
• 1:57:29
  Speaker 1: any deed of daring, but himself had done a bolder,
• 1:57:32
  Speaker 1: Never any marvelous story but himself could tell a stranger.
• 1:57:36
  Speaker 1: Would you listen to his boasting? Would you only give
• 1:57:39
  Speaker 1: him credence? No one ever shot an arrow half so
• 1:57:43
  Speaker 1: far and high as he had ever caught so many fishes,
• 1:57:47
  Speaker 1: ever killed so many reindeer, ever trapped so many beaver.
• 1:57:52
  Speaker 1: None could run so fast as he could, None could
• 1:57:55
  Speaker 1: dive so deep as he could, None could swim so
• 1:57:58
  Speaker 1: far as he could. None had made so many journeys,
• 1:58:02
  Speaker 1: None had seen so many wonders as this wonderful argu
• 1:58:06
  Speaker 1: as this marvelous story teller. Thus his name became a
• 1:58:10
  Speaker 1: by word and a jest among the people. And whene'er
• 1:58:14
  Speaker 1: a boastful hunter praised his own address too highly, or
• 1:58:18
  Speaker 1: a warrior home returning talked too much of his achievements,
• 1:58:22
  Speaker 1: all his hearers cried.
• 1:58:24
  Speaker 2: Argu here's argu come among us.
• 1:58:28
  Speaker 1: He it was who carved the cradle of the little Hiawatha,
• 1:58:32
  Speaker 1: carved its framework out of linden, bound it strong with
• 1:58:36
  Speaker 1: reindeer sinews. He it was who taught him later how
• 1:58:40
  Speaker 1: to make his bow and arrows, how to make the
• 1:58:42
  Speaker 1: bows of ash tree and the arrows of the oak tree.
• 1:58:46
  Speaker 1: So among the guests assembled at my higher Watha's wedding,
• 1:58:50
  Speaker 1: sat iargu old and ugly sat the marvelous story teller.
• 1:58:56
  Speaker 1: And they said, O good i Argu tell us, now
• 1:58:59
  Speaker 1: a tale of one, tell us of some strange adventure,
• 1:59:02
  Speaker 1: that the feast may be more joyous, that the time
• 1:59:05
  Speaker 1: may pass more gaily, and our guests be more contented.
• 1:59:09
  Speaker 1: And Hiagu answered, straightway, you shall hear a tale of wonder.
• 1:59:14
  Speaker 1: You shall hear the strange adventures of Ossaio, the magician
• 1:59:18
  Speaker 1: from the evening Star, descending end of Section eleven, Section twelve,
• 1:59:27
  Speaker 1: The Sun of the evening Star. Can it be the
• 1:59:31
  Speaker 1: sun descending o'er the level plain of water, or the
• 1:59:35
  Speaker 1: red swan floating, flying, wounded by the magic arrow, staining
• 1:59:40
  Speaker 1: all the waves with crimson, with the crimson of its
• 1:59:43
  Speaker 1: life blood, filling all the air with splendor, with the
• 1:59:47
  Speaker 1: splendor of its plumage. Yes, it is the Sun descending,
• 1:59:52
  Speaker 1: sinking down into the water. All the sky is stained
• 1:59:56
  Speaker 1: with purple, all the water flushed with crimson. No, it
• 2:00:01
  Speaker 1: is the red swan floating, diving down beneath the water
• 2:00:05
  Speaker 1: to the sky. Its wings are lifted with its blood,
• 2:00:08
  Speaker 1: The waves are reddened over it. The star of evening
• 2:00:13
  Speaker 1: melts and trembles through the purple hangs, suspended in the twilight. No,
• 2:00:19
  Speaker 1: it is a bead of wampum on the robes of
• 2:00:23
  Speaker 1: the great Spirit, as he passes through the twilight, walks
• 2:00:27
  Speaker 1: in silence through the heavens. This with joy beheld I argu,
• 2:00:33
  Speaker 1: and he said, in haste, behold it, see the sacred
• 2:00:36
  Speaker 1: star of Evening. You shall hear a tale of wonder.
• 2:00:40
  Speaker 1: Hear the story of Assaio Sun, of the evening star Osao.
• 2:00:46
  Speaker 1: Once in days no more remembered. Ages nearer the beginning,
• 2:00:51
  Speaker 1: when the heavens were closer to us and the gods
• 2:00:54
  Speaker 1: were more familiar. In the Northland lived a hunter with
• 2:00:58
  Speaker 1: ten young and comely doors, tall and lithe as wands
• 2:01:03
  Speaker 1: of willow. Only o we Nee the youngest, She the
• 2:01:06
  Speaker 1: wilful and the wayward, She, the silent, dreamy maiden, was
• 2:01:11
  Speaker 1: the fairest of the sisters. All these women married warriors,
• 2:01:16
  Speaker 1: married brave and haughty husbands. Only o we Neie the youngest,
• 2:01:21
  Speaker 1: laughed and flattered all her lovers, all her young and
• 2:01:25
  Speaker 1: handsome suitors, and then married old OSSAYO old Assayo, poor
• 2:01:31
  Speaker 1: and ugly, broken with age, and weak with coughing, always
• 2:01:36
  Speaker 1: coughing like a squirrel. Ah, But beautiful within him was
• 2:01:41
  Speaker 1: the spirit of Assau from the evening star descended, Star
• 2:01:45
  Speaker 1: of evening, Star of Woman, Star of tenderness and passion.
• 2:01:50
  Speaker 1: All its fire was in his bosom, all its beauty
• 2:01:54
  Speaker 1: in his spirit, all its mystery in his being, all
• 2:01:58
  Speaker 1: its splendor in his language. And her lovers, the rejected,
• 2:02:05
  Speaker 1: handsome men with belts of wampum, handsome men with paint
• 2:02:09
  Speaker 1: and feathers pointed at her in derision, followed her with
• 2:02:13
  Speaker 1: jest and loughter. But she said, I care not for you,
• 2:02:17
  Speaker 1: Care not for your belts of wampum, Care not for
• 2:02:21
  Speaker 1: your paint and feathers, Care not for your jests and laughter.
• 2:02:26
  Speaker 1: I am happy with a Saio once to some great feast,
• 2:02:32
  Speaker 1: invited through the damp and dusk of evening, walked together.
• 2:02:36
  Speaker 1: The ten sisters walked together with their husbands slowly followed
• 2:02:42
  Speaker 1: Old Ossaio, with fair O Weeenee beside him. All the
• 2:02:47
  Speaker 1: others chatted gaily. These two only walked in silence. At
• 2:02:53
  Speaker 1: the western sky. Osseo gazed intent as if imploring, often
• 2:02:59
  Speaker 1: stopped and carezed imploring at the trembling Star of Evening,
• 2:03:04
  Speaker 1: at the tender Star of Woman, and they heard him
• 2:03:07
  Speaker 1: murmur softly, Ah, Shechwine nemeshin nosa. Pity, pity me my father. Listen,
• 2:03:15
  Speaker 1: said the eldest sister. He is praying to his father,
• 2:03:19
  Speaker 1: what a pity that the old man does not stumble
• 2:03:22
  Speaker 1: in the pathway, does not break his neck by falling.
• 2:03:26
  Speaker 1: And they laughed till all the forest rang with their
• 2:03:29
  Speaker 1: unseemly laughter. On their pathway through the woodlands lay an
• 2:03:35
  Speaker 1: oak by storms uprooted, lay the great trunk of an
• 2:03:38
  Speaker 1: oak tree, buried half in leaves and mosses, moldering, crumbling,
• 2:03:43
  Speaker 1: huge and hollow. And Osio, when he saw it, gave
• 2:03:48
  Speaker 1: a shout a cry of anguish, leaped into its yawning cavern.
• 2:03:52
  Speaker 1: At one end went in an old man, wasted, wrinkled,
• 2:03:57
  Speaker 1: old and ugly. From the other came a young man,
• 2:04:01
  Speaker 1: tall and straight and strong and handsome. Thus Ossayo was transfigured,
• 2:04:08
  Speaker 1: thus restored to youth and beauty. But alas for good
• 2:04:13
  Speaker 1: Osio and for Oweenee the faithful, strangely too was she transfigured,
• 2:04:19
  Speaker 1: changed into a weak old woman with a staff. She
• 2:04:23
  Speaker 1: tottered onward, wasted, wrinkled, old and ugly. And the sisters
• 2:04:28
  Speaker 1: and their husbands laughed until the echoing forest rang with
• 2:04:33
  Speaker 1: their unseemly laughter. But Osseo turned not from her, walked
• 2:04:39
  Speaker 1: with slower step beside her, took her hand, as brown
• 2:04:43
  Speaker 1: and withered as an oak leaf is in winter, called
• 2:04:46
  Speaker 1: her sweetheart Nenemusha soothed her with soft words of kindness
• 2:04:51
  Speaker 1: till they reached the lodge of feasting, till they sat
• 2:04:54
  Speaker 1: down in the wigwam sacred to the star of evening,
• 2:04:58
  Speaker 1: to the tender star of w woman wrapped in visions,
• 2:05:03
  Speaker 1: lost in dreaming. At the banquet, sat o, sayu, all
• 2:05:06
  Speaker 1: were merry, all were happy, all were joyous. But a
• 2:05:10
  Speaker 1: sau neither food nor drink he tasted, Neither did he
• 2:05:14
  Speaker 1: speak nor listen. But as one bewildered sat he looking
• 2:05:19
  Speaker 1: dreamily and sadly, first at o en e, then upward
• 2:05:24
  Speaker 1: at the gleaming sky above them. Then a voice was heard,
• 2:05:28
  Speaker 1: a whisper, coming from the starry distance, coming from the
• 2:05:33
  Speaker 1: empty vastness, low and musical and tender. And the voice said, oh,
• 2:05:39
  Speaker 1: a sayou, oh, my son, my best beloved, broken are
• 2:05:43
  Speaker 1: the spells that bound you, all the charms of the magicians,
• 2:05:47
  Speaker 1: all the magic powers of evil come to me. Ascend
• 2:05:51
  Speaker 1: a sayo, taste the food that stands before you. It
• 2:05:54
  Speaker 1: is blessed and enchanted. It has magic virtues in it.
• 2:05:59
  Speaker 1: It will change to a spirit. All your bowls and
• 2:06:03
  Speaker 1: all your kettles shall be wood and clay no longer,
• 2:06:06
  Speaker 1: But the bowls be changed to wampum, and the kettles
• 2:06:10
  Speaker 1: shall be silver. They shall shine like shells of scarlet,
• 2:06:14
  Speaker 1: like the fire shall gleam and glimmer. And the women
• 2:06:18
  Speaker 1: shall no longer bear the dreary doom of labour, but
• 2:06:22
  Speaker 1: be changed to birds and glisten with the beauty of
• 2:06:25
  Speaker 1: the starlight, painted with the dusky splendors of the skies
• 2:06:30
  Speaker 1: and clouds of evening. What Osayo heard as whispers, what
• 2:06:36
  Speaker 1: as words he comprehended, was but music to the others,
• 2:06:41
  Speaker 1: music as of birds afar off of the whippowill afar
• 2:06:45
  Speaker 1: off of the lonely Wawonaissa singing in the darksome forest.
• 2:06:50
  Speaker 1: Then the lodge began to tremble, straight began to shake
• 2:06:54
  Speaker 1: and tremble, and they felt it rising, rising slowly through
• 2:06:58
  Speaker 1: the air, ascending from the darkness of the tree tops
• 2:07:02
  Speaker 1: forth into the dewy starlight, till it passed the topmost branches,
• 2:07:07
  Speaker 1: and behold the wooden dishes all were changed to shells
• 2:07:11
  Speaker 1: of scarlet, and behold the earthen kettles all were changed
• 2:07:15
  Speaker 1: to bowls of silver, and the roof poles of the
• 2:07:18
  Speaker 1: wigwam were as glittering rods of silver, and the roof
• 2:07:22
  Speaker 1: of bark upon them as the shining shards of beetles.
• 2:07:28
  Speaker 1: Then o Saio gazed around him, and he saw the
• 2:07:31
  Speaker 1: nine fair sisters. All the sisters and their husbands changed
• 2:07:36
  Speaker 1: to birds of various plumage. Some were jays, and some
• 2:07:39
  Speaker 1: were magpies, others thrushes, others blackbirds. And they hopped and
• 2:07:45
  Speaker 1: sang and twittered, perched and fluttered, all their feathers strutted
• 2:07:49
  Speaker 1: in their shining plumage, and their tails like fans, unfolded.
• 2:07:55
  Speaker 1: Only Owennee, the youngest, was not changed, but sat in sils, wasted, wrinkled,
• 2:08:02
  Speaker 1: old and ugly, looking sadly at the others. Till Osao,
• 2:08:07
  Speaker 1: gazing upward, gave another cry of anguish, such a cry
• 2:08:11
  Speaker 1: as he had uttered by the oak tree in the forest.
• 2:08:14
  Speaker 1: Then returned her youth and beauty, and her soiled and
• 2:08:19
  Speaker 1: tattered garments were transformed to robes of ermine, and her
• 2:08:23
  Speaker 1: staff became a feather, yes a shining silver feather. And
• 2:08:28
  Speaker 1: again the Wigwam trembled, swayed, and rushed through airy currents,
• 2:08:34
  Speaker 1: through transparent cloud and vapor, and amid celestial splendors. On
• 2:08:41
  Speaker 1: the evening star alighted as a snowflake falls on snowflake,
• 2:08:46
  Speaker 1: as a leaf drops on a river, as the thistle
• 2:08:49
  Speaker 1: down on water. Forth, with cheerful words of welcome, came
• 2:08:54
  Speaker 1: the father of a Sao, He with radiant locks of silver,
• 2:08:58
  Speaker 1: he with eyes so green and tender. And he said,
• 2:09:02
  Speaker 1: my son, Osseo, hang the cage of birds you bring there.
• 2:09:06
  Speaker 1: Hang the cage with rods of silver, and the birds
• 2:09:09
  Speaker 1: with glistening feathers at the doorway of my Wigwam. At
• 2:09:13
  Speaker 1: the door he hung the bird cage. And they entered
• 2:09:16
  Speaker 1: in and gladly listened to Osseo's father, ruler of the
• 2:09:21
  Speaker 1: Star of evening, as he said, O, my OsO, I
• 2:09:24
  Speaker 1: have had compassion on you, given you back your youth
• 2:09:27
  Speaker 1: and beauty into birds of various plumage. Changed your sisters
• 2:09:31
  Speaker 1: and their husbands changed them thus, because they mocked you
• 2:09:35
  Speaker 1: in the figure of the old man, in that aspect,
• 2:09:38
  Speaker 1: sad and wrinkled, could not see your heart of passion
• 2:09:42
  Speaker 1: could not see your youth immortal. Only o an E
• 2:09:45
  Speaker 1: the Faithful saw your naked heart and loved you. In
• 2:09:49
  Speaker 1: the lodge that glimmers yonder in the little star that
• 2:09:53
  Speaker 1: twinkles through the vapors on the left hand lives the
• 2:09:56
  Speaker 1: envious evil spirit, the Wabeno, the magician who transformed you
• 2:10:00
  Speaker 1: to an old man. Take heed lest his beams fall
• 2:10:04
  Speaker 1: on you. For the rays he darts around him are
• 2:10:07
  Speaker 1: the power of his enchantment. Are the arrows that he
• 2:10:10
  Speaker 1: uses many years in peace and quiet on the peaceful
• 2:10:15
  Speaker 1: star of evening, dwelt a Sayo with his father many
• 2:10:20
  Speaker 1: years in song and flutter at the doorway of the
• 2:10:23
  Speaker 1: Wigwam hung the cage with rods of silver and fair.
• 2:10:27
  Speaker 1: Oh Anie the Faithful bore a son unto Ossao with
• 2:10:31
  Speaker 1: the beauty of his mother, with the courage of his father.
• 2:10:35
  Speaker 1: And the boy grew up and prospered, And Ossayo, to
• 2:10:39
  Speaker 1: delight him, made him little bows and arrows, opened the
• 2:10:43
  Speaker 1: great cage of silver, and let loose his aunts and
• 2:10:46
  Speaker 1: uncles all those birds with glossy feathers for his little
• 2:10:50
  Speaker 1: son to shoot at. Round and round they wheeled and darted,
• 2:10:55
  Speaker 1: filled the evening star with music, with their songs of
• 2:10:59
  Speaker 1: joy and freedom, filled the evening star with splendor, with
• 2:11:02
  Speaker 1: the fluttering of their plumage, till the boy, the little hunter,
• 2:11:06
  Speaker 1: bent his bow and shot an arrow, shot a swift
• 2:11:10
  Speaker 1: and fatal arrow, and a bird with shining feathers at
• 2:11:15
  Speaker 1: his feet fell wounded, sorely, but oh wondrous transformation. Twas
• 2:11:20
  Speaker 1: no bird he saw before him, twas a beautiful young
• 2:11:24
  Speaker 1: woman with the arrow in her bosom, when her blood
• 2:11:29
  Speaker 1: fell on the planet, on the sacred star of evening.
• 2:11:32
  Speaker 1: Broken was the spell of magic. Powerless was the strange enchantment,
• 2:11:37
  Speaker 1: and the youth. The fearless bowman suddenly felt himself descending,
• 2:11:42
  Speaker 1: held by unseen hands, but sinking downward through the empty spaces, downward,
• 2:11:49
  Speaker 1: through the clouds and vapors, till he rested on an island,
• 2:11:53
  Speaker 1: on an island, green and grassy, yonder in the big
• 2:11:56
  Speaker 1: sea water. After him, he saw descending all the birds
• 2:12:00
  Speaker 1: with shining feathers fluttering, falling, wafted downward like the painted
• 2:12:06
  Speaker 1: leaves of autumn, and the lodge with poles of silver,
• 2:12:10
  Speaker 1: with its roof like wings of beetles, like the shining
• 2:12:14
  Speaker 1: shards of beetles by the winds of heaven uplifted slowly
• 2:12:18
  Speaker 1: sank upon the island, bringing back the good Osayo, bringing
• 2:12:23
  Speaker 1: Owenee the faithful. Then the birds again transfigured, reassumed the
• 2:12:29
  Speaker 1: shape of mortals, took their shape, but not their stature.
• 2:12:34
  Speaker 1: They remained as little people like the pygmies the pukwadjies.
• 2:12:39
  Speaker 1: And on pleasant nights of summer, when the evening star
• 2:12:43
  Speaker 1: was shining, hand in hand, they danced together on the
• 2:12:46
  Speaker 1: island's craggy headlands, on the sand beach, low and level, still,
• 2:12:52
  Speaker 1: their glittering lodges seen there on the tranquil summer evenings,
• 2:12:57
  Speaker 1: and upon the shore the fissure sometimes hears their happy voices,
• 2:13:01
  Speaker 1: seized them dancing in the starlight when the story was completed.
• 2:13:08
  Speaker 1: When the wondrous tale was ended, looking round upon his listeners, solemnly,
• 2:13:13
  Speaker 1: Iago added, there are great men I have known, such
• 2:13:17
  Speaker 1: whom their people understand, not whom they even make a
• 2:13:21
  Speaker 1: jest of scoff and jeer at in derision from the
• 2:13:25
  Speaker 1: story of asaio let Us learn the fate of jestures.
• 2:13:30
  Speaker 1: All the wedding guests, delighted, listened to the marvelous story, listened, laughing,
• 2:13:35
  Speaker 1: and applauding, and they whispered to each other. Does he
• 2:13:38
  Speaker 1: mean himself?
• 2:13:39
  Speaker 2: I wonder?
• 2:13:40
  Speaker 1: And are we the aunts and uncles? Then again sang Chibiabos,
• 2:13:48
  Speaker 1: sang a song of love and longing. In those accents,
• 2:13:52
  Speaker 1: sweet and tender, in those tones of pensive sadness, sang
• 2:13:57
  Speaker 1: a maiden's lamentation for her lover, her algonquin. When I
• 2:14:02
  Speaker 1: think of my beloved, ah me, think of my beloved,
• 2:14:07
  Speaker 1: when my heart is thinking of him, Oh, my sweetheart,
• 2:14:11
  Speaker 1: my algonquin.
• 2:14:12
  Speaker 2: Ah me.
• 2:14:13
  Speaker 1: When I parted from him, round my neck, he hung
• 2:14:16
  Speaker 1: the wampum as a pledge, the snow white wampum. Oh,
• 2:14:20
  Speaker 1: my sweetheart, my Algonquin, I will go with you. He whispered,
• 2:14:25
  Speaker 1: ah me to your native country.
• 2:14:28
  Speaker 2: Let me go with you.
• 2:14:29
  Speaker 1: He whispered, Oh, my sweetheart, my algonquin. Far away away,
• 2:14:35
  Speaker 1: I answered, very far away, I answered, ah me, is
• 2:14:40
  Speaker 1: my native country, Oh, my sweetheart, my Algonquin. When I
• 2:14:45
  Speaker 1: looked back to behold him where we parted, to behold
• 2:14:48
  Speaker 1: him after me, he still was gazing, Oh, my sweetheart,
• 2:14:54
  Speaker 1: my Algonquin. By the tree. He still was standing by
• 2:14:58
  Speaker 1: the fallen tree was standing that had dropped into the water. Oh,
• 2:15:03
  Speaker 1: my sweetheart, myle gonquin, when I think of my beloved,
• 2:15:08
  Speaker 1: Oh me think of my beloved, when my heart is
• 2:15:12
  Speaker 1: thinking of him, Oh, my sweetheart, my algonquin. Such was
• 2:15:19
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha's wedding, Such the dance of pow pukuiwiss, such a
• 2:15:24
  Speaker 1: story of Iyagu, such the songs of Chibiabos. Thus the
• 2:15:30
  Speaker 1: wedding banquet ended and the wedding guests departed, leaving Hiawatha
• 2:15:36
  Speaker 1: happy with the night and Minnehaha. End of Section twelve.
• 2:15:43
  Speaker 1: Section thirteen. Blessing the Cornfields sing o song of Hiawatha,
• 2:15:51
  Speaker 1: of the happy days that followed in the lands of
• 2:15:54
  Speaker 1: the ajibways in the pleasant land and peaceful sing the
• 2:15:59
  Speaker 1: mysteries of Mondamin sing the Blessing of the cornfields. Buried
• 2:16:05
  Speaker 1: was the bloody hatchet. Buried was the dreadful war club buried,
• 2:16:10
  Speaker 1: Where all warlike weapons and the war cry was forgotten.
• 2:16:15
  Speaker 1: There was peace among the nations, unmolested, roved, the hunters,
• 2:16:20
  Speaker 1: built the birch canoe for sailing, caught the fish in
• 2:16:24
  Speaker 1: lake and river, shot the deer, and trapped the beaver. Unmolested. Worked,
• 2:16:30
  Speaker 1: the women made their sugar from the maple gathered wild
• 2:16:34
  Speaker 1: rice in the meadows, dressed the skins of deer and beaver.
• 2:16:40
  Speaker 1: All around the happy village stood the maize fields, green
• 2:16:44
  Speaker 1: and shining, waved the green plumes of Mondamine, waved his
• 2:16:49
  Speaker 1: soft and sunny tresses, filling all the land with plenty.
• 2:16:53
  Speaker 1: Twas the women who in springtime planted the broad fields
• 2:16:57
  Speaker 1: and fruitful buried in the earth Mondamin. Twas the women
• 2:17:02
  Speaker 1: who in autumn stripped the yellow husks of harvest, stripped
• 2:17:06
  Speaker 1: the garments from Mondamin, even as higher Watha taught them.
• 2:17:11
  Speaker 1: Once when all the maize was planted, Hiawatha, wise and thoughtful,
• 2:17:16
  Speaker 1: spake and said to Minnehaha, to his wife, the laughing
• 2:17:21
  Speaker 1: water you shall bless. To night the cornfields draw a
• 2:17:25
  Speaker 1: magic circle round them to protect them from destruction, blast
• 2:17:30
  Speaker 1: of mildew, blight of insect Wagemin the thief of cornfields, pimaside,
• 2:17:36
  Speaker 1: who steals the maizia In the night, when all is silence,
• 2:17:41
  Speaker 1: in the night, when all is darkness, when the spirit
• 2:17:44
  Speaker 1: of sleep Napahwin shuts the doors of all the wigwams,
• 2:17:48
  Speaker 1: so that not an ear can hear you, so that
• 2:17:52
  Speaker 1: not an eye can see you. Rise up from your
• 2:17:55
  Speaker 1: bed in silence, lay aside your garments, wholly walk around
• 2:17:59
  Speaker 1: the feat fields you planted, round the borders of the
• 2:18:02
  Speaker 1: cornfields covered by your tresses only robed with darkness as
• 2:18:07
  Speaker 1: a garment. Thus the fields shall be more fruitful, and
• 2:18:11
  Speaker 1: the passing of your footsteps draw a magic circle round them,
• 2:18:16
  Speaker 1: so that neither blight nor mildew, neither burrowing worm nor
• 2:18:21
  Speaker 1: insect shall pass over the magic circle. Not the dragonfly corneesche,
• 2:18:26
  Speaker 1: nor the spider Subbikashe, nor the grasshopper papuk Kina, nor
• 2:18:32
  Speaker 1: the mighty caterpillar waimuk Kwana with the bear skin, king
• 2:18:36
  Speaker 1: of all the caterpillars. On the tree tops near the
• 2:18:40
  Speaker 1: cornfields sat the hungry crows and ravens. Car Gaghi, the
• 2:18:46
  Speaker 1: king of ravens, with his band of black marauders, And
• 2:18:50
  Speaker 1: they laughed at Hiawatha till the tree tops shook with laughter,
• 2:18:54
  Speaker 1: with their melancholy laughter at the words of Hiawatha. Hear him,
• 2:19:00
  Speaker 1: they hear the wise man, hear the plots of higher Wafa.
• 2:19:05
  Speaker 1: When the noiseless night descended broad and dark o'er field
• 2:19:10
  Speaker 1: and forest, when the mournful Wawonaissa sorrowing sank among the hemlocks,
• 2:19:16
  Speaker 1: and the spirit of sleep Nepahwin shut the doors of
• 2:19:19
  Speaker 1: all the wigwams. From her bed rose laughing water, laid
• 2:19:23
  Speaker 1: aside her garments wholly and with darkness, clothed and guarded,
• 2:19:28
  Speaker 1: unashamed and unaffrighted, walked securely round the corn fields, drew
• 2:19:34
  Speaker 1: the sacred magic circle of her footprints round the cornfields.
• 2:19:39
  Speaker 1: No one but the midnight only saw her beauty in
• 2:19:43
  Speaker 1: the darkness. No one but the Waiwanaisa heard the panting
• 2:19:47
  Speaker 1: of her bosom Guskiwau. The darkness wrapped her closely in
• 2:19:52
  Speaker 1: his sacred mantle, so that none might see her beauty,
• 2:19:56
  Speaker 1: so that none might boast I saw her on the morrow.
• 2:20:01
  Speaker 1: As the day dawned, Cargargi, the king of Ravens, gathered
• 2:20:06
  Speaker 1: all his black marauders, crows and blackbirds, jays and ravens
• 2:20:11
  Speaker 1: clamorers on the dusky tree tops, and descended fast and
• 2:20:15
  Speaker 1: fearless on the fields of Hiawatha. On the grave of
• 2:20:19
  Speaker 1: the Mondamin. We will drag Mondamin, said they, from the
• 2:20:24
  Speaker 1: grave where he is buried, spite of all the magic circles,
• 2:20:28
  Speaker 1: laughing water drawers around it. Spite of all a sacred
• 2:20:32
  Speaker 1: footprints Minnihaha stamps upon it. But the wary Hiawatha, ever thoughtful, careful, watchful.
• 2:20:41
  Speaker 1: Had o'erheard the scornful laughter when they mocked him from
• 2:20:45
  Speaker 1: the tree tops cor he said, my friends, the ravens Krgarghi,
• 2:20:51
  Speaker 1: my king of ravens, I will teach you all a
• 2:20:54
  Speaker 1: lesson that shall not be soon forgotten. He had risen
• 2:20:59
  Speaker 1: before the day daybreak. He had spread o'er all the
• 2:21:02
  Speaker 1: cornfields snares to catch the black marauders, and was lying
• 2:21:07
  Speaker 1: now in ambush in the neighboring grove of pine trees,
• 2:21:11
  Speaker 1: waiting for the crows and blackbirds, waiting for the jays
• 2:21:15
  Speaker 1: and ravens. Soon they came, with caw and clamor rush
• 2:21:20
  Speaker 1: of wings and cry of voices, to their work of devastation,
• 2:21:25
  Speaker 1: settling down upon the cornfields, delving deep with beak and
• 2:21:29
  Speaker 1: talon for the body of Mundamin, and with all their
• 2:21:33
  Speaker 1: craft and cunning, all their skill in wiles of warfare,
• 2:21:38
  Speaker 1: they perceived no danger near them till their claws became entangled,
• 2:21:42
  Speaker 1: till they found themselves imprisoned in the snares of Hiawatha.
• 2:21:47
  Speaker 1: From his place of ambush came he striding terrible among them,
• 2:21:52
  Speaker 1: and so awful was his aspect that the bravest quailed
• 2:21:56
  Speaker 1: with terror without mercy. He destroyed them right and left
• 2:22:01
  Speaker 1: by tens and twenties, and their wretched, lifeless bodies hung
• 2:22:06
  Speaker 1: aloft on poles for scarecrows round the consecrated cornfields, as
• 2:22:11
  Speaker 1: a signal of his vengeance, as a warning to marauders.
• 2:22:15
  Speaker 1: Only Cargarghie, the leader, Cargarghi, the king of Ravens, he
• 2:22:20
  Speaker 1: alone was spared among them as a hostage for his people.
• 2:22:24
  Speaker 1: With his prisoner string, he bound him, led him captive
• 2:22:27
  Speaker 1: to his wigwam, tied him fast with cords of elm
• 2:22:31
  Speaker 1: bark to the ridgepole of his wigwam. Cargar Ghee, my raven, said,
• 2:22:37
  Speaker 1: he you, the leader of the robbers, you the plotter
• 2:22:41
  Speaker 1: of this mischief, the contriver of this outrage.
• 2:22:45
  Speaker 2: I will keep you.
• 2:22:46
  Speaker 1: I will hold you as a hostage for your people,
• 2:22:48
  Speaker 1: as a pledge of good behavior. And he left him,
• 2:22:52
  Speaker 1: grim and sulky, sitting in the morning sunshine on the
• 2:22:56
  Speaker 1: summit of the wigwam, croaking fiercely his displeasure, flapping his
• 2:23:00
  Speaker 1: great sable pinions, vainly struggling for his freedom, vainly calling
• 2:23:06
  Speaker 1: on his people. Summer passed, and Shawondasi breathed his sighs
• 2:23:12
  Speaker 1: o'er all the landscape from the southland sent his ardor
• 2:23:17
  Speaker 1: wafted kisses warm and tender, and the maize field grew
• 2:23:21
  Speaker 1: and ripened till it stood in all the splendor of
• 2:23:25
  Speaker 1: its garments, green and yellow of its tassels, and its plumage.
• 2:23:30
  Speaker 1: And the maize ears full and shining, gleamed from bursting
• 2:23:35
  Speaker 1: sheaths of verdure. Then Nacomis, the old woman, spake and
• 2:23:40
  Speaker 1: said to Minnihar tis the moon. When leaves are falling.
• 2:23:45
  Speaker 1: All the wild rice has been gathered, and the maize
• 2:23:48
  Speaker 1: is ripe and ready. Let us gather in the harvest.
• 2:23:51
  Speaker 1: Let us wrestle with Mondamin, strip him of his plumes
• 2:23:55
  Speaker 1: and tassels, of his garments green and yellow. And the
• 2:23:59
  Speaker 1: merry laughing water went rejoicing from the wigwam with Nacomis,
• 2:24:03
  Speaker 1: old and wrinkled. And they called the women round them,
• 2:24:07
  Speaker 1: called the young men and the maidens to the harvest
• 2:24:10
  Speaker 1: of the cornfields, to the husking of the maize ear
• 2:24:15
  Speaker 1: on the border of the forest underneath the fragrant pine trees,
• 2:24:19
  Speaker 1: sat the old men and the warriors, smoking in a
• 2:24:22
  Speaker 1: pleasant shadow, in uninterrupted silence, looked they at the gamesome
• 2:24:28
  Speaker 1: labor of the young men, and the women. Listened to
• 2:24:32
  Speaker 1: their noisy, talking to their laughter and their singing. Heard
• 2:24:35
  Speaker 1: them chattering like the magpies, hurt them, laughing like the
• 2:24:39
  Speaker 1: blue jays, heard them singing like the robins. And whene'er
• 2:24:45
  Speaker 1: some lucky maiden found a red ear in the husking,
• 2:24:48
  Speaker 1: found a maize ear red as blood ears. Nushka cried
• 2:24:53
  Speaker 1: they all together, Nushka, you shall have a sweetheart, you
• 2:24:56
  Speaker 1: shall have a handsome husband.
• 2:24:59
  Speaker 2: Oh.
• 2:25:00
  Speaker 1: The old men all responded from their seats beneath the
• 2:25:03
  Speaker 1: pine trees. And whene'er a youth or maiden found a
• 2:25:08
  Speaker 1: crooked ear in husking, found a maize ear in the
• 2:25:12
  Speaker 1: husking blighted, mildewed, or misshapen. Then they laughed and sang together,
• 2:25:18
  Speaker 1: crept and limped about the cornfields, mimicked in their gaits
• 2:25:22
  Speaker 1: and gestures. Some old man bent almost double, singing singly
• 2:25:28
  Speaker 1: or together wag him in the thief of cornfields, Pymucide,
• 2:25:33
  Speaker 1: who steals the maize ear till the cornfields rang with
• 2:25:38
  Speaker 1: laughter till from Hiawatha's wigwam car Garghee, the king of ravens,
• 2:25:43
  Speaker 1: screamed and quivered in his anger, and from all the
• 2:25:48
  Speaker 1: neighboring tree tops cowed and croaked. The black marauders, Oh,
• 2:25:53
  Speaker 1: the old men, all responded from their seats beneath the
• 2:25:57
  Speaker 1: pine trees. End of Section thirteen, Section fourteen picture writing
• 2:26:07
  Speaker 1: in those days, said Hiawatha, Lo, how all things fade
• 2:26:13
  Speaker 1: and perish from the memory of the old men, pass away,
• 2:26:17
  Speaker 1: the great traditions, the achievements of the warriors, the adventures
• 2:26:21
  Speaker 1: of the hunters, all the wisdom of the maid Us,
• 2:26:24
  Speaker 1: all the crafts of the Wabenos, all the marvelous dreams
• 2:26:29
  Speaker 1: and visions of the Jossakeids, the prophets. Great men die
• 2:26:34
  Speaker 1: and are forgotten. Wise men speak, their words of wisdom,
• 2:26:39
  Speaker 1: perish in the ears that hear them, do not reach
• 2:26:43
  Speaker 1: the generations that, as yet unborn, are waiting in the
• 2:26:47
  Speaker 1: great mysterious darkness of the speechless days that shall be
• 2:26:52
  Speaker 1: On the grave posts of our fathers are no signs,
• 2:26:56
  Speaker 1: no figures painted. Who are in those graves we know, not,
• 2:27:00
  Speaker 1: only know they are our fathers of what kith they
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  Speaker 1: are and kindred From what old ancestral totem be it eagle,
• 2:27:09
  Speaker 1: bear or beaver, they descended this we know, not only know,
• 2:27:15
  Speaker 1: they are our fathers. Face to face we speak together.
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  Speaker 1: But we cannot speak when absent. Cannot send our voices
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  Speaker 1: from us to the friends that dwell afar off, cannot
• 2:27:28
  Speaker 1: send a secret message. But the bearer learns our secret,
• 2:27:31
  Speaker 1: may pervert it, may betray it, may reveal it unto others.
• 2:27:36
  Speaker 1: Thus said Hiawatha, walking in the solitary forest, pondering, musing
• 2:27:42
  Speaker 1: in the forest on the welfare of his people. From
• 2:27:46
  Speaker 1: his pouch, he took his colors, took his paints of
• 2:27:49
  Speaker 1: different colors. On the smooth bark of a birch tree,
• 2:27:53
  Speaker 1: painted many shapes and figures, wonderful and mystic figures, and
• 2:27:58
  Speaker 1: each figure had a meaning, each some word or thought,
• 2:28:02
  Speaker 1: suggested Gitcha Manito, the Mighty He, the Master of life,
• 2:28:07
  Speaker 1: was painted as an egg with points projecting to the
• 2:28:10
  Speaker 1: four winds of the heavens. Everywhere is the great Spirit.
• 2:28:15
  Speaker 1: Was the meaning of this symbol. Mitche Manito, the Mighty He,
• 2:28:20
  Speaker 1: the dreadful spirit of evil, as a serpent, was depicted
• 2:28:24
  Speaker 1: as Kenabeek, the great serpent, very crafty, very cunning, is
• 2:28:29
  Speaker 1: the creeping spirit of evil. Was the meaning of this symbol.
• 2:28:33
  Speaker 1: Life and death he drew as circles. Life was white,
• 2:28:37
  Speaker 1: but death was darkened. Sun and moon and stars he
• 2:28:42
  Speaker 1: painted man and beast, and fish and reptile, forests, mountains,
• 2:28:47
  Speaker 1: lakes and rivers. For the earth, he drew a straight
• 2:28:51
  Speaker 1: line for the sky, a bow above it white, the
• 2:28:55
  Speaker 1: space between for daytime filled with little stars for night
• 2:28:59
  Speaker 1: time on the left, a point for sunrise, on the right,
• 2:29:03
  Speaker 1: a point for sunset, on the top, a point for noontide,
• 2:29:08
  Speaker 1: and for rain and cloudy weather, waving lines descending from it.
• 2:29:13
  Speaker 1: Footprints pointing toward a wigwam were a sign of invitation,
• 2:29:18
  Speaker 1: were a sign of guests assembling. Bloody hands with palms uplifted,
• 2:29:23
  Speaker 1: were a symbol of destruction. Were a hostile sign and symbol.
• 2:29:29
  Speaker 1: All these things did Hiawatha show unto his wondering people,
• 2:29:33
  Speaker 1: and interpreted their meaning, And he said, behold, your grave
• 2:29:38
  Speaker 1: posts have no mark, no sign, nor symbol. Go and
• 2:29:41
  Speaker 1: paint them all with figures, each one with its household symbol,
• 2:29:45
  Speaker 1: with its own ancestral totem, so that those who follow
• 2:29:49
  Speaker 1: after may distinguish them and know them. And they painted
• 2:29:53
  Speaker 1: on the grave posts, on the graves yet unforgotten, each
• 2:29:57
  Speaker 1: his own ancestral totem, each the symbol of his household.
• 2:30:02
  Speaker 1: Figures of the bear and reindeer, of the turtle, crane,
• 2:30:05
  Speaker 1: and beaver, each inverted as a token that the owner
• 2:30:09
  Speaker 1: was departed, that the chief who bore the symbol lay
• 2:30:13
  Speaker 1: beneath in dust and ashes, and the jossakeeds, the prophets,
• 2:30:19
  Speaker 1: the were benos, the magicians, and the medicine men, the
• 2:30:23
  Speaker 1: maid as painted upon bark and deer skin figures for
• 2:30:27
  Speaker 1: the songs they chanted. For each song a separate symbol. Figures,
• 2:30:32
  Speaker 1: mystical and awful figures, strange and brightly colored, and each
• 2:30:37
  Speaker 1: figure had its meaning. Each some magic song suggested the
• 2:30:41
  Speaker 1: Great Spirit, the Creator, flashing light through all the heaven,
• 2:30:45
  Speaker 1: the great Serpent, the canarbeak with his bloody crest erected,
• 2:30:50
  Speaker 1: creeping looking into heaven in the sky, the Sun that listens,
• 2:30:55
  Speaker 1: and the moon eclipsed and dying, owl and eagle, crane
• 2:31:00
  Speaker 1: and hen hawk, and the cormorant bird of magic. Headless
• 2:31:05
  Speaker 1: men that walk the heavens, bodies lying pierced with arrows,
• 2:31:10
  Speaker 1: bloody hands of death, uplifted flags on graves, and great
• 2:31:14
  Speaker 1: war captains grasping both the earth and heaven, such as these,
• 2:31:21
  Speaker 1: the shapes they painted on the birch bark and the
• 2:31:24
  Speaker 1: deer skin. Songs of war and songs of hunting, songs
• 2:31:27
  Speaker 1: of medicine and of magic, all were written in these figures.
• 2:31:32
  Speaker 1: For each figure had its meaning, each its separate song
• 2:31:36
  Speaker 1: recorded nor forgotten. Was the love song the most subtle
• 2:31:41
  Speaker 1: of all medicines, the most potent spell of magic, dangerous
• 2:31:45
  Speaker 1: more than war or hunting. Thus the love song was
• 2:31:49
  Speaker 1: recorded symbol and interpretation. First a human figure standing painted
• 2:31:55
  Speaker 1: in the brightest scarlet, tis the lover, the musician, and
• 2:32:00
  Speaker 1: the meaning is my painting makes me powerful over others.
• 2:32:04
  Speaker 1: Then the figure seated singing, playing on a drum of magic,
• 2:32:09
  Speaker 1: and the interpretation listen tis my voice, you hear my singing.
• 2:32:14
  Speaker 1: Then the same red figure seated in the shelter of
• 2:32:17
  Speaker 1: a wigwam, and the meaning of the symbol I will
• 2:32:20
  Speaker 1: come and sit beside you in the mystery of my passion.
• 2:32:24
  Speaker 1: Then two figures, man and woman standing hand in hand
• 2:32:29
  Speaker 1: together with their hands so clasped together that they seemed
• 2:32:33
  Speaker 1: in one united, and the words thus represented are I
• 2:32:37
  Speaker 1: see your heart within you, and your cheeks are red
• 2:32:41
  Speaker 1: with blushes. Next the maiden on an island, in the
• 2:32:45
  Speaker 1: center of an island, and the song this shape suggested was,
• 2:32:49
  Speaker 1: though you were at a distance, were upon some far
• 2:32:53
  Speaker 1: off island, such the spell I cast upon you, such
• 2:32:56
  Speaker 1: the magic power of passion I could straightway draw you
• 2:33:00
  Speaker 1: to me. Then the figure of the maiden sleeping and
• 2:33:04
  Speaker 1: the lover near her, whispering to her in her slumbers, saying,
• 2:33:08
  Speaker 1: though you were far from me, in the land of
• 2:33:11
  Speaker 1: sleep and silence, still the voice of love would reach you.
• 2:33:15
  Speaker 1: And the last of all the figures was a heart
• 2:33:18
  Speaker 1: within a circle, drawn within a magic circle, and the
• 2:33:22
  Speaker 1: image had this meaning naked lies your heart before me.
• 2:33:27
  Speaker 1: To your naked heart, I whisper. Thus it was that Hiawatha,
• 2:33:33
  Speaker 1: in his wisdom taught the people all the mysteries of painting,
• 2:33:37
  Speaker 1: all the art of picture writing on the smooth bark
• 2:33:40
  Speaker 1: of the birch tree, on the white skin of the reindeer,
• 2:33:44
  Speaker 1: on the grave posts of the village end of section fourteen.
• 2:33:50
  Speaker 1: Section fifteen Hiawatha's lamentation. In those days, the evil spirits,
• 2:33:58
  Speaker 1: all the manitoes of mischief. Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom and his
• 2:34:03
  Speaker 1: love for Chibiabos, jealous of their faithful friendship and their
• 2:34:07
  Speaker 1: noble words and actions, made at length a league against them,
• 2:34:12
  Speaker 1: to molest them and destroy them. Hiawatha, wise and weary,
• 2:34:17
  Speaker 1: often said to Chibiabos, O, my brother, do not leave me,
• 2:34:21
  Speaker 1: lest the evil spirits harm you. Chibiabos, young and heedless,
• 2:34:26
  Speaker 1: laughing shooked his cold black tresses, answered, ever, sweet and childlike,
• 2:34:31
  Speaker 1: do not fear for me, O, brother, Harm and evil
• 2:34:34
  Speaker 1: come not near me. Once, when Peboan the winter roofed
• 2:34:40
  Speaker 1: with ice the big sea water, when the snowflakes, whirling downward,
• 2:34:45
  Speaker 1: hissed among the withered oak leaves, changed the pine trees
• 2:34:49
  Speaker 1: into wigwams, covered all the earth with silence. Armed with arrows,
• 2:34:54
  Speaker 1: shod with snow shoes. Heeding not his brother's warning, fearing
• 2:34:58
  Speaker 1: not the evil spirits, forth to hunt the deer with antlers,
• 2:35:02
  Speaker 1: all alone, went Chibiabos right across the big sea water,
• 2:35:07
  Speaker 1: sprang with speed the deer before him. With the wind
• 2:35:11
  Speaker 1: and snow, he followed o'er the treacherous ice. He followed
• 2:35:15
  Speaker 1: wild with all the fierce commotion and the rapture of
• 2:35:18
  Speaker 1: the hunting. But beneath the evil spirits lay in ambush
• 2:35:23
  Speaker 1: waiting for him. Broke the treacherous ice beneath him dragged
• 2:35:27
  Speaker 1: him downward to the bottom, buried in the sand. His
• 2:35:31
  Speaker 1: body unk Tahi, the god of water, he the god
• 2:35:35
  Speaker 1: of the Dakotas, drowned him in the deep abysses of
• 2:35:38
  Speaker 1: the Lake of Gitchigumi. From the headlands, Hiawatha sent forth
• 2:35:44
  Speaker 1: such a wail of anguish, such a fearful lamentation, that
• 2:35:48
  Speaker 1: the bison paused to listen, and the wolves howled from
• 2:35:52
  Speaker 1: the prairies, and the thunder in the distance starting answered
• 2:35:57
  Speaker 1: by imm Wawa. Then his face with black he painted
• 2:36:02
  Speaker 1: with his robe, his head he covered in the wigwam
• 2:36:05
  Speaker 1: sat lamenting. Seven long weeks he sat lamenting, uttering still
• 2:36:11
  Speaker 1: this moan of sorrow.
• 2:36:13
  Speaker 2: He is dead.
• 2:36:14
  Speaker 1: The sweet musician, he the sweetest of all singers. He
• 2:36:19
  Speaker 1: has gone from us forever. He has moved a little
• 2:36:22
  Speaker 1: nearer to the master of all music, to the master
• 2:36:26
  Speaker 1: of all singing. Oh, my brother, Chibiabos, And the melancholy
• 2:36:32
  Speaker 1: fir trees waved their dark green fans above him. Waved
• 2:36:37
  Speaker 1: their purple cones above him, sighing with him to console him,
• 2:36:41
  Speaker 1: mingling with his lamentation. There complaining. There lamenting came the spring,
• 2:36:48
  Speaker 1: and all the forest looked in vain for Chibiabos sighed.
• 2:36:52
  Speaker 1: The rivulet Sebowisha sighed, the rushes in the meadow. From
• 2:36:57
  Speaker 1: the tree tops sang the bluebird, sang the bluebird. The
• 2:37:00
  Speaker 1: owaisa chipiabos chipiarbos he is dead, the sweet musician. From
• 2:37:06
  Speaker 1: the wigwam sang the robin, sang the robin. The opechi
• 2:37:11
  Speaker 1: chipyarbos chipiarbos he is dead, the sweetest singer. And at
• 2:37:17
  Speaker 1: night through all the forest went the whippowill complaining, wailing
• 2:37:22
  Speaker 1: went the wawanaisa chipiarbus chipiabos he is dead, the sweet musician,
• 2:37:28
  Speaker 1: he the sweetest of all singers. Then the medicine men,
• 2:37:33
  Speaker 1: the maidas, the magicians, the Wabenos, and the Jossakeids, the
• 2:37:38
  Speaker 1: prophets came to visit Hiawatha, built a sacred lodge beside
• 2:37:43
  Speaker 1: him to appease him, to console him. Walked in silent
• 2:37:47
  Speaker 1: grave procession, bearing each a pouch of healing skin of
• 2:37:51
  Speaker 1: beaver lynx or otter filled with magic roots and simples
• 2:37:56
  Speaker 1: filled with very potent medicines. When he heard their steps approaching,
• 2:38:01
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha ceased, lamenting, called no more on Chibiabos. Nought he question'd,
• 2:38:08
  Speaker 1: nought he answered, but his mournful head uncovered from his face.
• 2:38:12
  Speaker 1: The morning colors washed. He slowly and in silence, slowly
• 2:38:17
  Speaker 1: and in silence, followed onward to the sacred wigwam. There
• 2:38:22
  Speaker 1: a magic drink they gave him, made of nama wusk,
• 2:38:25
  Speaker 1: the spearmint, and were beano whusk, the yarrow, roots of
• 2:38:29
  Speaker 1: power and herbs of healing. Beat their drums and shook
• 2:38:33
  Speaker 1: their rattles, chanted singly and in chorus mystic songs like these,
• 2:38:37
  Speaker 1: they chanted, I myself, myself, Behold me, tis I the
• 2:38:42
  Speaker 1: great gray eagle talking. Come ye, white crows come and
• 2:38:46
  Speaker 1: hear him. The loud speaking thunder helps me. All the
• 2:38:49
  Speaker 1: unseen spirits help me. I can hear their voices calling
• 2:38:53
  Speaker 1: all around the sky.
• 2:38:54
  Speaker 2: I hear them.
• 2:38:55
  Speaker 1: I can blow you strong, my brother, I can heal
• 2:38:58
  Speaker 1: you Highawatha ai oo ha, replied the chorus, Way, Ha, Way,
• 2:39:04
  Speaker 1: the mystic chorus. Friends of mine are all the serpents.
• 2:39:09
  Speaker 1: Hear me shake my skin of hen hawk marng the
• 2:39:12
  Speaker 1: white loon. I can kill him. I can shoot your
• 2:39:15
  Speaker 1: heart and kill it. I can blow you strong, my brother.
• 2:39:18
  Speaker 1: I can heal you. Hiawatha hi o Ha replied the chorus,
• 2:39:23
  Speaker 1: Way Ha Way, the mystic chorus. I myself, myself the prophet.
• 2:39:29
  Speaker 1: When I speak, the Wigwam trembles, shakes the sacred lodge
• 2:39:33
  Speaker 1: with terror, hands unseen begin to shake it. When I
• 2:39:37
  Speaker 1: walk the sky, I tread on, bends and makes a
• 2:39:40
  Speaker 1: noise beneath me. I can blow you strong, my brother,
• 2:39:44
  Speaker 1: Rise and speak o hiawatha ai ow Ha replied the chorus,
• 2:39:50
  Speaker 1: weay ha way, the mystic chorus. Then they shook their
• 2:39:55
  Speaker 1: medicine pouches o'er the head of Hiawatha, dance their medicine
• 2:40:00
  Speaker 1: dance around him, and up, starting wild and haggard, like
• 2:40:03
  Speaker 1: a man from dreams awakened. He was healed of all
• 2:40:06
  Speaker 1: his madness. As the clouds are swept from heaven straightway
• 2:40:11
  Speaker 1: from his brain, departed all his moody melancholy, as the
• 2:40:15
  Speaker 1: ice is swept from rivers straightway from his heart, departed
• 2:40:20
  Speaker 1: all his sorrow and affliction. Then they summoned Chibiabos from
• 2:40:26
  Speaker 1: his grave. Beneath the waters from the sands of Gitchigumi
• 2:40:30
  Speaker 1: summoned Hiawatha's brother. And so mighty was the magic of
• 2:40:35
  Speaker 1: that cry and invocation that he heard it as he
• 2:40:38
  Speaker 1: lay there underneath the big sea water from the sand.
• 2:40:42
  Speaker 1: He rose and listened, heard the music and the singing,
• 2:40:47
  Speaker 1: came obedient to the summons, to the doorway of the Wigwam.
• 2:40:51
  Speaker 1: But to enter they forbade him through a chink a coal.
• 2:40:56
  Speaker 1: They gave him through the door, a burning firebrand, ruler
• 2:41:00
  Speaker 1: in the land of spirits, ruler o'er the dead. They
• 2:41:04
  Speaker 1: made him, telling him a fire to kindle for all
• 2:41:07
  Speaker 1: those that died thereafter, camp fires for their night encampments
• 2:41:13
  Speaker 1: on their solitary journey to the Kingdom of Ponema, to
• 2:41:17
  Speaker 1: the land of the hereafter, from the village of his childhood,
• 2:41:22
  Speaker 1: from the homes of those who knew him, Passing silent
• 2:41:27
  Speaker 1: through the forest, like a smoke wreath, wafted sideways, slowly
• 2:41:32
  Speaker 1: vanished chibiabos. Where he passed, the branches moved not where
• 2:41:38
  Speaker 1: he trod, the grasses bent not, and the fallen leaves
• 2:41:42
  Speaker 1: of last year made no sound beneath his footstep. Four
• 2:41:47
  Speaker 1: whole days, he journeyed onward down the pathway of the
• 2:41:51
  Speaker 1: dead Men, on the dead men's strawberry feasted, crossed the
• 2:41:55
  Speaker 1: Melancholy River. On the swinging log he crossed it came
• 2:41:59
  Speaker 1: unto the Lake of Silver. In the stone canoe was
• 2:42:02
  Speaker 1: carried to the islands of the Blessed, to the land
• 2:42:06
  Speaker 1: of ghosts and shadows. On that journey, moving slowly, many
• 2:42:12
  Speaker 1: weary spirits saw he panting under heavy burdens, laden with
• 2:42:17
  Speaker 1: war clubs, bows and arrows, robes of fir, and pots
• 2:42:21
  Speaker 1: and kettles, and with food that friends had given for
• 2:42:24
  Speaker 1: that solitary journey.
• 2:42:26
  Speaker 2: Eye, why do the living.
• 2:42:29
  Speaker 1: Said, they lay such heavy burdens on us? Better were
• 2:42:33
  Speaker 1: it to go naked, better were it to go fasting,
• 2:42:36
  Speaker 1: than to bear such heavy burdens on our long and
• 2:42:40
  Speaker 1: weary journey. Forth then issued Hiawatha wandered eastward, wandered westward,
• 2:42:47
  Speaker 1: teaching men the use of simples and the antidotes for poisons,
• 2:42:52
  Speaker 1: and the cure for all diseases. Thus was first made
• 2:42:57
  Speaker 1: known to mortals all the mystery of men, damin, all
• 2:43:01
  Speaker 1: the sacred arts of healing. End of section fifteen, Section
• 2:43:08
  Speaker 1: sixteen Powpuk Kiwis. You shall hear how powpuk Kiwis, he
• 2:43:15
  Speaker 1: the handsome Yenadize, whom the people called the stormfall, vexed
• 2:43:20
  Speaker 1: the village with disturbance. You shall hear of all his mischief,
• 2:43:24
  Speaker 1: and his flight from Hiawatha, and his wondrous transmigrations, and
• 2:43:29
  Speaker 1: the end of his adventures on the shores of Gitchigumi.
• 2:43:35
  Speaker 1: On the dunes of nagau Wadju, by the shining big
• 2:43:38
  Speaker 1: sea water, stood the lodge of powpuk Kiwis. It was
• 2:43:42
  Speaker 1: he who, in his frenzy whirled these drifting sands together
• 2:43:46
  Speaker 1: on the dunes of nagau Woodju. When among the guests assembled,
• 2:43:50
  Speaker 1: he so merrily and madly danced at Hiawatha's wedding, danced
• 2:43:55
  Speaker 1: the beggars dance to please them. Now, in search of
• 2:43:59
  Speaker 1: new adventures from his lodge went Pauperkiwis. Came with speed
• 2:44:03
  Speaker 1: into the village. Found the young men all assembled in
• 2:44:07
  Speaker 1: the lodge of old Yargu, listening to his monstrous stories,
• 2:44:11
  Speaker 1: to his wonderful adventures. He was telling them the story
• 2:44:16
  Speaker 1: of Ojig the summer Maker, how he made a hole
• 2:44:19
  Speaker 1: in heaven, how he climbed up into heaven and let
• 2:44:23
  Speaker 1: out the summer weather, the perpetual pleasant summer. How the
• 2:44:27
  Speaker 1: otter first essayed it. How the beaver, lynx and badger tried,
• 2:44:32
  Speaker 1: in turn the great achievement from the summit of the mountains,
• 2:44:35
  Speaker 1: smote their fists against the heavens, smote against the sky.
• 2:44:40
  Speaker 1: Their foreheads cracked the sky, but could not break it.
• 2:44:44
  Speaker 1: How the wolverine uprising made him ready for the encounter,
• 2:44:48
  Speaker 1: bent his knees down like a squirrel, drew his arms
• 2:44:51
  Speaker 1: back like a cricket. Once he leaped, said old Yagu.
• 2:44:55
  Speaker 1: Once he leaped, and lo above him bent the sky
• 2:44:59
  Speaker 1: as ice in rivers, when the waters rise beneath it.
• 2:45:03
  Speaker 1: Twice he leaped, and low above him cracked the sky
• 2:45:07
  Speaker 1: as ice in rivers, when the freshet is at highest.
• 2:45:11
  Speaker 1: Thrice he leap'd, and low above him broke the shattered
• 2:45:15
  Speaker 1: sky asunder, and he disappeared within it. And Aujig, the
• 2:45:20
  Speaker 1: fisher weasel with a bound went in behind him. Hark,
• 2:45:24
  Speaker 1: you shouted, pawpuk kiwis as he entered at the doorway.
• 2:45:28
  Speaker 1: I am tired of all this talking, tired of Old
• 2:45:32
  Speaker 1: Yagu's stories, tired of higher Watha's wisdom. Here is something
• 2:45:37
  Speaker 1: to amuse you better than this endless talking. Then from
• 2:45:40
  Speaker 1: out his pouch of wolf skin, forth he drew with
• 2:45:44
  Speaker 1: solemn manner all the game of bowl and counters puga, saying,
• 2:45:48
  Speaker 1: with thirteen pieces white on one side were they painted,
• 2:45:52
  Speaker 1: and vermilion on the other, two canarbeiks or great serpents,
• 2:45:57
  Speaker 1: two ininewug or wedge men, one great war club pugamorgan,
• 2:46:02
  Speaker 1: and one slender fish, the keego, four round pieces or zewabeaks,
• 2:46:08
  Speaker 1: and three chieshebwug or ducklings. All were made of bone
• 2:46:12
  Speaker 1: and painted. All except the ozawabeeks. These were brass on
• 2:46:16
  Speaker 1: one side, burnished, and were black upon the other. In
• 2:46:20
  Speaker 1: a wooden bowl. He placed them, shook and jostled them together,
• 2:46:24
  Speaker 1: threw them on the ground before him, thus exclaiming and explaining.
• 2:46:28
  Speaker 1: Red side up are all the pieces, and one great
• 2:46:31
  Speaker 1: canarbeak standing on the bright side of a brass piece
• 2:46:34
  Speaker 1: on a burnished ozawabeek. Thirteen tens and eight are counted.
• 2:46:39
  Speaker 1: Then again he shook the pieces, shook and jostled them together,
• 2:46:43
  Speaker 1: threw them on the ground before him, still exclaiming and
• 2:46:46
  Speaker 1: explaining white are both the great canarbeks white, the Ininniwug
• 2:46:51
  Speaker 1: the wedge men red are all the other pieces five
• 2:46:54
  Speaker 1: tens and an eight are counted. Thus he taught the
• 2:46:58
  Speaker 1: game of Hazard. Dusty displayed it and explained it, running
• 2:47:02
  Speaker 1: through its various chances, various changes, various meanings. Twenty curious
• 2:47:07
  Speaker 1: eyes stared at him, full of eagerness, stared at him
• 2:47:11
  Speaker 1: many games, said Old Many games of skill and hazard
• 2:47:16
  Speaker 1: have I seen in different nations? Have I played in
• 2:47:19
  Speaker 1: different countries? He who played with Old Iago must have
• 2:47:23
  Speaker 1: very nimble fingers. Though you think yourself so skillful, I
• 2:47:26
  Speaker 1: can beat you, pawpuquiwis. I can even give you lessons
• 2:47:30
  Speaker 1: in your game of bowl and counters. So they sat
• 2:47:33
  Speaker 1: and played together. All the old men and the young
• 2:47:36
  Speaker 1: men played for dresses, weapons, wampum, played till midnight, played
• 2:47:41
  Speaker 1: till morning, played until the yenadizze, till the cunning Pawpukuiwis
• 2:47:47
  Speaker 1: of their treasures had despoiled them of the best of
• 2:47:50
  Speaker 1: all their dresses, shirts of deer skin, robes of ermine,
• 2:47:54
  Speaker 1: belts of wampum, crests of feathers, warlike weapons, pipes and pouches.
• 2:48:00
  Speaker 1: Twenty eyes glared wildly at him, like the eyes of
• 2:48:04
  Speaker 1: wolves glared at him, said the lucky Paupercubis. In my wigwam,
• 2:48:10
  Speaker 1: I am lonely in my wanderings and adventures. I have
• 2:48:13
  Speaker 1: need of a companion. Fain would have a meshinawa, an
• 2:48:17
  Speaker 1: attendant and pipe bearer. I will venture all these winnings,
• 2:48:22
  Speaker 1: all these garments heaped about me, all this wampum, all
• 2:48:25
  Speaker 1: these feathers, on a single throw, will venture all against
• 2:48:29
  Speaker 1: the young man Yonder twas a youth of sixteen summers,
• 2:48:34
  Speaker 1: twas a nephew of a yagu face in a mist.
• 2:48:37
  Speaker 2: The people called.
• 2:48:38
  Speaker 1: Him as the fire burns in a pipe head. Dusky
• 2:48:42
  Speaker 1: red beneath the ashes, so beneath his shaggy eyebrows glowed
• 2:48:47
  Speaker 1: the eyes of old yargu Ugh. He answered very fiercely. Ugh,
• 2:48:53
  Speaker 1: They answered all, and each one seize the wooden bowl.
• 2:48:57
  Speaker 1: The old man closely, in his bony fingers club watched
• 2:49:00
  Speaker 1: the fatal bowl. An argon shook it fiercely, and with
• 2:49:04
  Speaker 1: fury made the pieces ring together as he threw them
• 2:49:07
  Speaker 1: down before him. Red were both the great canarbeaks, red
• 2:49:12
  Speaker 1: the Ininniwug, the wedgemen read theeshibwug, the ducklings black, the
• 2:49:18
  Speaker 1: four brass ozawabeeks white alone the fish the keego. Only
• 2:49:24
  Speaker 1: five the pieces counted. Then the smiling Paupukewis shook the
• 2:49:29
  Speaker 1: bowl and threw the pieces lightly in the air. He
• 2:49:32
  Speaker 1: tossed them and they fell about him, scattered, dark and bright,
• 2:49:36
  Speaker 1: the ozawabeeks red and white, the other pieces, and upright
• 2:49:41
  Speaker 1: among the others. One Ininniwug was standing even as crafty
• 2:49:46
  Speaker 1: Paupukewis stood alone among the players, saying, five tens mine
• 2:49:52
  Speaker 1: the game is twenty eyes glared at him fiercely, like
• 2:49:57
  Speaker 1: the eyes of wolves, glared at him. As he turned
• 2:50:00
  Speaker 1: and left the Wigwam, followed by his Meshinaua, by the
• 2:50:03
  Speaker 1: nephew of Iagu, by the tall and graceful stripling, bearing
• 2:50:08
  Speaker 1: in his arms the winnings, shirts of deer skin, robes
• 2:50:12
  Speaker 1: of ermine, belts of wampum pipes and weapons carry them,
• 2:50:17
  Speaker 1: said Paupuquiwis, pointing with his fan of feathers to my
• 2:50:21
  Speaker 1: wigwam far to eastward on the dunes of Nagauwantu, hot
• 2:50:26
  Speaker 1: and red with smoke and gambling were the eyes of Paupukuiwis.
• 2:50:30
  Speaker 1: As he came forth to the freshness of the pleasant
• 2:50:33
  Speaker 1: summer morning, all the birds were singing gaily, all the
• 2:50:37
  Speaker 1: streamlets flowing swiftly. And the heart of Paupuquiwis sang with
• 2:50:42
  Speaker 1: pleasure as the birds sing, beat with triumph like the streamlets.
• 2:50:46
  Speaker 1: As he wandered through the village in the early gray
• 2:50:49
  Speaker 1: of morning with his fan of turkey feathers, with his
• 2:50:52
  Speaker 1: plumes and tufts of swansdown till he reached the farthest
• 2:50:57
  Speaker 1: wigwam reached the lodge of Highawatha. Silent was it and deserted.
• 2:51:03
  Speaker 1: No one met him at the doorway. No one came
• 2:51:05
  Speaker 1: to bid him welcome. But the birds were singing round it,
• 2:51:09
  Speaker 1: in and out and round the doorway, hopping, singing, fluttering, feeding,
• 2:51:13
  Speaker 1: and aloft upon the ridgepole car Gagee, the king of ravens,
• 2:51:18
  Speaker 1: sat with fiery eyes and screaming, flapped his wings at Pawpogiwis.
• 2:51:24
  Speaker 1: All are gone, The lodge is empty. Thus it was
• 2:51:27
  Speaker 1: spake Pawpekeiwis in his heart, resolving mischief. Gone is wary Hiawatha, gone,
• 2:51:33
  Speaker 1: the silly laughing water gone. The comis the old woman,
• 2:51:37
  Speaker 1: and the lodge is left unguarded by the neck. He
• 2:51:41
  Speaker 1: seized the raven, whirled it round him like a rattle,
• 2:51:44
  Speaker 1: like a medicine pouch. He shook it, strangled cargugee the
• 2:51:48
  Speaker 1: raven from the ridgepole of the Wigwam, left its lifeless
• 2:51:52
  Speaker 1: body hanging, as an insult to its master, as a
• 2:51:56
  Speaker 1: taunt to Hiawatha. With a stealthy step, he entered round
• 2:52:00
  Speaker 1: the lodge in wild disorder, through the household things about
• 2:52:04
  Speaker 1: him piled together in confusion, bowls of wood and earthen kettles,
• 2:52:09
  Speaker 1: robes of buffalo and beaver, skins of otter lynx and ermine,
• 2:52:13
  Speaker 1: as an insult to Nacomis, as a taunt to Minnehaha,
• 2:52:17
  Speaker 1: then departed pawpukuiwis whistling, singing through the forest, whistling gaily
• 2:52:23
  Speaker 1: to the squirrels, who, from hollow boughs above him dropped
• 2:52:27
  Speaker 1: their acorn shells upon him, singing gaily to the wood birds,
• 2:52:31
  Speaker 1: who from out the leafy darkness answered with a song
• 2:52:34
  Speaker 1: as merry. Then he climbed the rocky headlands, looking o'er
• 2:52:39
  Speaker 1: the Gitchigumi, perched himself upon their summit waiting, full of
• 2:52:43
  Speaker 1: mirth and mischief, the return of Higher Watha. Stretched upon
• 2:52:48
  Speaker 1: his back. He lay there. Far below him splashed the waters,
• 2:52:52
  Speaker 1: plashed and washed, the dreamy waters far above him swam
• 2:52:57
  Speaker 1: the heavens swam. The dizzy, dreamy heave round him, hovered, fluttered,
• 2:53:03
  Speaker 1: rustled Hiawatha's mountain. Chickens flockwise, swept and wheeled about him,
• 2:53:09
  Speaker 1: almost brushed him with their pinions. And he killed them
• 2:53:14
  Speaker 1: as he lay there, slaughtered them by tens and twenties,
• 2:53:17
  Speaker 1: threw their bodies down the headland, threw them on the
• 2:53:20
  Speaker 1: beach below him, till at length kayoshk the seagull, perched
• 2:53:24
  Speaker 1: upon a crag above them, shouted, it is powpukiwisk. He
• 2:53:28
  Speaker 1: is slaying us by hundreds. Send a message to our
• 2:53:31
  Speaker 1: brother Tidings. Send to Highawatha. End of Section sixteen, Section seventeen.
• 2:53:40
  Speaker 1: The hunting of Powpukiwis Full of wroths was Hiawatha. When
• 2:53:45
  Speaker 1: he came into the village, found the people in confusion,
• 2:53:48
  Speaker 1: heard of all the misdemeanors, all the malice and the
• 2:53:52
  Speaker 1: mischief of the cunning Powpukewis. Hard His breath came through
• 2:53:57
  Speaker 1: his nostrils, through his teeth. He buzzed and mad, muttered
• 2:54:00
  Speaker 1: words of anger and resentment, hot and humming like a hornet.
• 2:54:05
  Speaker 1: I will slay this Paupuquiwis. Slay this mischief maker, said he.
• 2:54:10
  Speaker 1: Not so long and wide, the world is not so
• 2:54:13
  Speaker 1: rude and rough the way is, that my wrath shall
• 2:54:16
  Speaker 1: not attain him, That my vengeance shall not reach him. Then,
• 2:54:21
  Speaker 1: in swift pursuit departed Hiawatha and the hunters on the
• 2:54:24
  Speaker 1: trail of Paupukiwis through the forest where he passed it,
• 2:54:29
  Speaker 1: to the headlands where he rested. But they found not Paupukewis.
• 2:54:33
  Speaker 1: Only in the trampled grasses in the whirtleberry bushes, found
• 2:54:38
  Speaker 1: the couch where he had rested, found the impress of
• 2:54:41
  Speaker 1: his body from the lowlands far beneath them, from the
• 2:54:45
  Speaker 1: muskaday the meadow. Paupukewis, turning backward, made a gesture of defiance,
• 2:54:51
  Speaker 1: made a gesture of derision, and a loud cried higher
• 2:54:54
  Speaker 1: Watha from the summit of the mountains. Not so long
• 2:54:58
  Speaker 1: and wide, the world is not so rude and rough
• 2:55:02
  Speaker 1: the way is, but my wraths shall overtake you. And
• 2:55:05
  Speaker 1: my vengeance shall attain you. Over rock and over river,
• 2:55:10
  Speaker 1: through bush and brake and forest, ran the cunning pawpu
• 2:55:14
  Speaker 1: Keiwis like an antelope. He bounded till he came on
• 2:55:17
  Speaker 1: to a streamlet in the middle of the forest, to
• 2:55:20
  Speaker 1: a streamlet still and tranquil that had overflowed its margin,
• 2:55:25
  Speaker 1: to a dam made by the beavers, to a pond
• 2:55:28
  Speaker 1: of quiet water, where knee deep the trees were standing,
• 2:55:33
  Speaker 1: where the water lilies floated, where the rushes waved and whispered.
• 2:55:37
  Speaker 1: On the dam stood pawpu Kiwis, on the dam of
• 2:55:41
  Speaker 1: trunks and branches, through whose chink the water spouted, o'er
• 2:55:45
  Speaker 1: whose summit flowed the streamlet from the bottom rose the
• 2:55:49
  Speaker 1: beaver looked with two great eyes of wonder, eyes that
• 2:55:54
  Speaker 1: seemed to ask a question at the stranger Paupukewis. On
• 2:55:59
  Speaker 1: the dam stood powpuk Kiwis. O'er his ankles flowed the
• 2:56:03
  Speaker 1: streamlet flowed the bright and silvery water, and he spake
• 2:56:07
  Speaker 1: unto the beaver with a smile. He spake in this wise, O,
• 2:56:11
  Speaker 1: my friend, ar meek the beaver. Cool and pleasant is
• 2:56:15
  Speaker 1: the water. Let me dive into the water. Let me
• 2:56:18
  Speaker 1: rest there in your lodges. Change me too into a beaver, cautiously,
• 2:56:23
  Speaker 1: replied the beaver. With reserve, he thus made answer, Let
• 2:56:27
  Speaker 1: me first consult the others. Let me ask the other beavers.
• 2:56:31
  Speaker 1: Down he sank into the water, heavily sank, key as
• 2:56:35
  Speaker 1: a stone sinks down among the leaves and branches, brown
• 2:56:40
  Speaker 1: and matted. At the bottom, on the dam stood powpuk
• 2:56:44
  Speaker 1: kiwis o'er his ankles flowed the streamlet spouted through the
• 2:56:49
  Speaker 1: chinks below him, dashed upon the stones beneath him spread
• 2:56:53
  Speaker 1: serene and calm before him, and the sunshine and the
• 2:56:57
  Speaker 1: shadows fell in flex and gleams upon him, fell in
• 2:57:01
  Speaker 1: little shining patches through the waving, rustling branches. From the
• 2:57:07
  Speaker 1: bottom rose the beavers. Silently. Above the surface rose one
• 2:57:11
  Speaker 1: head and then another, till the pond seemed full of beavers,
• 2:57:15
  Speaker 1: full of black and shining faces. To the beavers, Pawpukiwis
• 2:57:19
  Speaker 1: spake entreating, said, in this wise, very pleasant is your dwelling,
• 2:57:24
  Speaker 1: o my friends, and safe from danger? Can you not,
• 2:57:27
  Speaker 1: with all your cunning, all your wisdom and contrivance, change
• 2:57:31
  Speaker 1: me too into a beaver? Yes, replied Armik. The beaver,
• 2:57:36
  Speaker 1: he the king of all the beavers. Let yourself slide
• 2:57:39
  Speaker 1: down among us, down into the tranquill water, down into
• 2:57:44
  Speaker 1: the pond among them, silently sank power pukiwis. Black became
• 2:57:49
  Speaker 1: his shirt of deer skin black, his moccasins and leggings
• 2:57:53
  Speaker 1: in a broad black tail behind him, spread his foxtails
• 2:57:56
  Speaker 1: and his fringes. He was changed into a bee. Make
• 2:58:01
  Speaker 1: me large, said Powpoquiis. Make me larger, and make me larger,
• 2:58:05
  Speaker 1: larger than the other beavers. Yes, the beaver chief responded,
• 2:58:10
  Speaker 1: when our lodge below you enter in our wigwan, we
• 2:58:13
  Speaker 1: will make you ten times larger than the others. Thus,
• 2:58:17
  Speaker 1: into the clear brown water, silently sank Powpuquiis found the
• 2:58:23
  Speaker 1: bottom covered over with the trunks of trees and branches,
• 2:58:27
  Speaker 1: hordes of food against the winter, piles and heaps against
• 2:58:31
  Speaker 1: the famine. Found the lodge with arching doorway leading into
• 2:58:35
  Speaker 1: spacious chambers. Here they made him large and larger, made
• 2:58:39
  Speaker 1: him largest of the beavers, ten times larger than the others.
• 2:58:44
  Speaker 1: You shall be our ruler, said they, chief and king
• 2:58:47
  Speaker 1: of all the beavers. But not long had Powpequiis sat
• 2:58:52
  Speaker 1: in state among the beavers. When there came a voice
• 2:58:55
  Speaker 1: of warning from the watchman at his station in the water,
• 2:58:58
  Speaker 1: flags and lilies, saying, here is Hiawatha. Hiawatha with his hunters.
• 2:59:03
  Speaker 1: Then they heard a cry above them, heard a shouting
• 2:59:06
  Speaker 1: and a tramping, heard a crashing and a rushing, and
• 2:59:09
  Speaker 1: the water round and o'er them sank and sucked away
• 2:59:12
  Speaker 1: in eddies, and they knew their dam was broken. On
• 2:59:16
  Speaker 1: the lodge's roof, the hunters leapt and broke it all
• 2:59:19
  Speaker 1: asunder streamed the sunshine through the crevice, sprang the beavers
• 2:59:23
  Speaker 1: through the doorway hid themselves in deeper water in the
• 2:59:27
  Speaker 1: channel of the streamlet. But the mighty Powpecuis could not
• 2:59:31
  Speaker 1: pass beneath the doorway. He was puffed with pride and feeding.
• 2:59:36
  Speaker 1: He was swollen like a bladder. Through the roof looked Hiawatha,
• 2:59:40
  Speaker 1: cried aloud, Oh, Powpuquwis, vain are all your craft and cunning,
• 2:59:45
  Speaker 1: vain your manifold disguises. Well, I know you, Powpukeewis. With
• 2:59:51
  Speaker 1: their clubs, they beat and bruised him, beat to death.
• 2:59:54
  Speaker 1: Poor Powpoquewis pounded him as maize is pounded till his
• 2:59:59
  Speaker 1: skull was crushed to pieces. Six tall hunters lithe and
• 3:00:05
  Speaker 1: limber bore him home on poles and branches bore the
• 3:00:09
  Speaker 1: body of the beaver. But the ghost, the Gibi in
• 3:00:12
  Speaker 1: him thought and felt as Powpukewis, still lived on as powperquiwis.
• 3:00:19
  Speaker 1: And it fluttered, strove and struggled, waving hither, waving thither,
• 3:00:24
  Speaker 1: as the curtains of a wigwam struggle with their thongs
• 3:00:27
  Speaker 1: of deer skin. When the wintry wind is blowing till
• 3:00:30
  Speaker 1: it drew itself together, till it rose up from the body,
• 3:00:34
  Speaker 1: till it took the form and features of the cunning Pawpecuwis,
• 3:00:39
  Speaker 1: vanishing into the forest. But the wary Hiawatha saw the
• 3:00:43
  Speaker 1: figure ere it vanished, saw the form of Powpercuis glide
• 3:00:48
  Speaker 1: into the soft blue shadow of the pine trees of
• 3:00:51
  Speaker 1: the forest, toward the squares of white beyond it, toward
• 3:00:55
  Speaker 1: an opening in the forest. Like a wind, it rushed
• 3:00:58
  Speaker 1: and panted, bending all the backs before it and behind it.
• 3:01:02
  Speaker 1: As the rain comes came the steps of higher wafa too,
• 3:01:07
  Speaker 1: a lake with many islands, came the breathless paupukiwis where
• 3:01:12
  Speaker 1: among the water lilies, Pishnikuh. The brant was sailing through
• 3:01:16
  Speaker 1: the tufts of rushes, floating, steering through the reedy islands.
• 3:01:21
  Speaker 1: Now their broad black beaks they lifted. Now they plunged
• 3:01:24
  Speaker 1: beneath the water. Now they darkened in the shadow, Now
• 3:01:27
  Speaker 1: they brightened in the sunshine. Pishnikuh cried, powpukewis, Pishniku. My
• 3:01:33
  Speaker 1: brothers said, he change me to a brant with plumage,
• 3:01:37
  Speaker 1: with a shining neck and feathers, Make me large, and
• 3:01:41
  Speaker 1: make me larger, ten times larger than the others. Straightway
• 3:01:45
  Speaker 1: to a brant. They changed him with two huge and
• 3:01:48
  Speaker 1: dusky pinions, with a bosom smooth and rounded with a
• 3:01:52
  Speaker 1: bill like two great paddles. Made him larger than the others,
• 3:01:57
  Speaker 1: ten times larger than the largest. Just so as shouting
• 3:02:01
  Speaker 1: from the forest on the shore stood hiawatha up they
• 3:02:05
  Speaker 1: rose with cry and clamor with a whir and beat
• 3:02:09
  Speaker 1: of pinions, rose up from the reedy islands, from the
• 3:02:12
  Speaker 1: water flags and lilies. And they said to poupecuis, in
• 3:02:17
  Speaker 1: your flying, look not downward, Take good heed, and look
• 3:02:21
  Speaker 1: not downward, lest some strange mischants should happen lest some
• 3:02:26
  Speaker 1: great mishap befall you. Fast and far, they fled to northward,
• 3:02:30
  Speaker 1: fast and far, through mist and sunshine, fed among the
• 3:02:34
  Speaker 1: moors and fenlands, slept among the reeds and rushes on
• 3:02:39
  Speaker 1: the morrow. As they journeyed, buoyed and lifted by the
• 3:02:42
  Speaker 1: south wind, wafted onward by the south wind, blowing fresh
• 3:02:46
  Speaker 1: and strong. Behind them, rose a sound of human voices,
• 3:02:49
  Speaker 1: rose a clamor from beneath them, from the lodges of
• 3:02:52
  Speaker 1: a village, from the people miles beneath them. For the
• 3:02:56
  Speaker 1: people of the village saw the flock of brant with wonder,
• 3:02:59
  Speaker 1: saw the wings of Pawpequius flapping far up in the ether,
• 3:03:03
  Speaker 1: broader than two doorway curtains. Paupecuis heard the shouting, knew
• 3:03:09
  Speaker 1: the voice of Hiawatha, knew the outcry of iargu, and,
• 3:03:13
  Speaker 1: forgetful of the warning, drew his neck in and looked downward.
• 3:03:17
  Speaker 1: And the wind that blew behind him caught his mighty
• 3:03:20
  Speaker 1: fan of feathers, sent him wheeling, whirling downward. All in
• 3:03:24
  Speaker 1: vain did Powpequewis struggle to regain his balance, whirling round
• 3:03:29
  Speaker 1: and round and downward. He beheld in turn the village,
• 3:03:33
  Speaker 1: and in turn the flock above him, saw the village
• 3:03:36
  Speaker 1: coming nearer, and the flock receding farther, heard the voices
• 3:03:40
  Speaker 1: growing louder, heard the shouting and the laughter. Saw no
• 3:03:44
  Speaker 1: more the flocks above him, only saw the earth beneath him,
• 3:03:50
  Speaker 1: dead out of the empty heaven, dead among the shouting people,
• 3:03:54
  Speaker 1: with a heavy sound, and sullen fell the brant with
• 3:03:58
  Speaker 1: broken pinions. But his soul, his ghost, his shadow, still survived,
• 3:04:04
  Speaker 1: as pow Pekiwis took again the form and features of
• 3:04:08
  Speaker 1: the handsome Yenadize, and again went rushing onward, followed fast
• 3:04:13
  Speaker 1: by Hiawatha, crying, not so wide, the world is not
• 3:04:17
  Speaker 1: so long and rough the ways, But my wrath shall
• 3:04:20
  Speaker 1: overtake you, but my vengeance shall attain you. And so
• 3:04:25
  Speaker 1: near he came, so near him that his hand was
• 3:04:27
  Speaker 1: stretched to seize him, his right hand to seize and
• 3:04:31
  Speaker 1: hold him. When the cunning Pawpekiwis whirled and spun about
• 3:04:35
  Speaker 1: in circles, fanned the air into a whirlwind, danced the
• 3:04:38
  Speaker 1: dust and leaves about him, and amid the whirling eddies,
• 3:04:42
  Speaker 1: sprang into a hollow oak tree, changed himself into a serpent,
• 3:04:45
  Speaker 1: gliding out through root and rubbish. With his right hand,
• 3:04:50
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha smote a main the hollow oak tree, rent it
• 3:04:53
  Speaker 1: into shreds and splinters, left it lying there in fragments,
• 3:04:57
  Speaker 1: but in vain. For pow Pekeiwis, once again in human figure,
• 3:05:02
  Speaker 1: full in sight, ran on before him, sped away in
• 3:05:07
  Speaker 1: gust and whirlwind on the shores of Gitchigumi. Westward by
• 3:05:11
  Speaker 1: the big sea water, came unto the rocky headlands, to
• 3:05:15
  Speaker 1: the pictured rocks of sandstone, looking over lake and landscape,
• 3:05:20
  Speaker 1: and the old man of the mountain, he the Manitou
• 3:05:24
  Speaker 1: of mountains, opened wide, his rocky doorways, opened wide, his
• 3:05:29
  Speaker 1: deep abysses, giving Paupuquiwus shelter in the caverns, dark and dreary,
• 3:05:34
  Speaker 1: bidding Paupuquius welcome to his gloomy lodge of sandstone. There
• 3:05:40
  Speaker 1: without stood, Hiawatha found the doorways closed against him. With
• 3:05:44
  Speaker 1: his mittens, Minjikarwan smote great caverns in the sandstone, cried
• 3:05:49
  Speaker 1: aloud in tones of thunder, open, I am Higherwatha. But
• 3:05:54
  Speaker 1: the old man of the mountain opened not and made
• 3:05:57
  Speaker 1: no answer from the silent crag of sandstone, from the
• 3:06:01
  Speaker 1: gloomy rock abysses. Then he raised his hands to heaven,
• 3:06:06
  Speaker 1: called imploring on the tempest, called wee Wassimo the lightning
• 3:06:10
  Speaker 1: and the thunder Anemiki, And they came with night and darkness,
• 3:06:14
  Speaker 1: sweeping down the big sea water from the distant thunder mountains.
• 3:06:19
  Speaker 1: And the trembling Paupuquiwis heard the footsteps of the thunder,
• 3:06:23
  Speaker 1: saw the red eyes of the lightning, was afraid and
• 3:06:26
  Speaker 1: crouched and trembled. Then where Wassimo the lightning smote the
• 3:06:31
  Speaker 1: doorways off the caverns with his war club, smote the doorways,
• 3:06:36
  Speaker 1: smote the jutting crags of sandstone, and the thunder Anamiki
• 3:06:40
  Speaker 1: shouted down into the caverns, saying.
• 3:06:43
  Speaker 2: Where is pau Pukiwis.
• 3:06:46
  Speaker 1: And the crags fell, and beneath them dead among the
• 3:06:50
  Speaker 1: rocky ruins lay the cunning pau Pukiwis, lay the handsome Yenadizze,
• 3:06:57
  Speaker 1: slain in his own human figure. Ended were his wild adventures, ended,
• 3:07:03
  Speaker 1: Were his tricks and gambols, ended, All his craft and cunning, ended,
• 3:07:09
  Speaker 1: all his mischief making, all his gambling, and his dancing
• 3:07:13
  Speaker 1: all his wooing of the maidens. Then the noble Hiawatha
• 3:07:17
  Speaker 1: took his soul, his ghost, his shadow spake, and said, O,
• 3:07:22
  Speaker 1: pow poquiwis, never more in human figure. Shall you search
• 3:07:26
  Speaker 1: for new adventures, never more with jest and laughter, dance
• 3:07:30
  Speaker 1: the dust and leaves in whirlwinds. But above there, in
• 3:07:34
  Speaker 1: the heavens you shall soar and sail in circles. I
• 3:07:38
  Speaker 1: will change you to an eagle, to conue the great
• 3:07:41
  Speaker 1: war eagle, chief of all the fowls with feathers, chief
• 3:07:45
  Speaker 1: of higher Wotha's chickens. And the name of pow poquiwis
• 3:07:50
  Speaker 1: lingers still among the people, lingers still among the singers,
• 3:07:55
  Speaker 1: and among the story tellers. And in winter, when the
• 3:07:58
  Speaker 1: snowflakes whirl in eddies round the lodges, when the wind
• 3:08:02
  Speaker 1: in gusty tumult o'er, the smoke flu pipes and whistles,
• 3:08:07
  Speaker 1: there they cry, comes pawpukuiwis. He is dancing through the village.
• 3:08:12
  Speaker 1: He is gathering in his harvest. End of Section seventeen,
• 3:08:20
  Speaker 1: Section eighteen the death of Quascind. Far and wide among
• 3:08:25
  Speaker 1: the nations spread the name and fame of Quascind. No
• 3:08:28
  Speaker 1: man dared to strive with Quescind, No man could compete
• 3:08:32
  Speaker 1: with Quascind. But the mischievous puckquages day, the envious little people, day,
• 3:08:38
  Speaker 1: the fairies and the pygmies plotted and conspired against him.
• 3:08:43
  Speaker 1: If this hateful Quascind, said they, If this great, outrageous
• 3:08:48
  Speaker 1: fellow goes on thus a little longer, tearing everything he touches,
• 3:08:53
  Speaker 1: rending everything to pieces, filling all the world with wonder,
• 3:08:57
  Speaker 1: what becomes of the pugwadges. Who will care for the paqwadges.
• 3:09:02
  Speaker 1: He will tread us down like mushrooms, drive us all
• 3:09:05
  Speaker 1: into the water, give our bodies to be eaten by
• 3:09:08
  Speaker 1: the wicked knee bernabaigs, by the spirits of the water.
• 3:09:13
  Speaker 1: So the angry little people all conspired against the strong man,
• 3:09:17
  Speaker 1: all conspired to murder Quascined, Yes, to rid the world
• 3:09:21
  Speaker 1: of Quascind, the audacious, overbearing, heartless, haughty, dangerous Quascind. Now
• 3:09:29
  Speaker 1: this wondrous strength of Quascind in his crown alone, was
• 3:09:33
  Speaker 1: seated in his crown, too was his weakness. There alone
• 3:09:37
  Speaker 1: could he be wounded. Nowhere else could weapon pierce him,
• 3:09:41
  Speaker 1: Nowhere else could weapon harm him, even there. The only
• 3:09:45
  Speaker 1: weapon that could wound him, that could slay him, was
• 3:09:48
  Speaker 1: the seed cone of the pine tree, was the blue
• 3:09:51
  Speaker 1: cone of the fir tree. This was Quasin's fatal secret,
• 3:09:56
  Speaker 1: known to no man among mortals. But the cunning little
• 3:09:59
  Speaker 1: Peace the Pukwadjies, knew the secret, knew the only way
• 3:10:04
  Speaker 1: to kill him. So they gathered cones together, gathered seed
• 3:10:08
  Speaker 1: cones of the pine tree, gathered blue cones of the
• 3:10:11
  Speaker 1: fir tree in the woods by Taquamenor, brought them to
• 3:10:15
  Speaker 1: the river's margin. Heaped them in great piles together, where
• 3:10:19
  Speaker 1: the red rocks from the margin jutting overhang the river.
• 3:10:23
  Speaker 1: There they lay in wait for quascined, the malicious little people.
• 3:10:28
  Speaker 1: Twas an afternoon in summer, very hot and still. The
• 3:10:32
  Speaker 1: air was very smooth, the gliding river motionless, The sleeping
• 3:10:37
  Speaker 1: shadows insects glistened in the sunshine. Insects skated on the water,
• 3:10:43
  Speaker 1: filled the drowsy air with buzzing. With a far resounding
• 3:10:48
  Speaker 1: war cry, down the river came the strong man in
• 3:10:52
  Speaker 1: his birch canoe came Quascened, floating slowly down the current
• 3:10:57
  Speaker 1: of the sluggish Taquamenor, very languid, with the weather, very sleepy,
• 3:11:03
  Speaker 1: with the silence from the overhanging branches, from the tassels
• 3:11:07
  Speaker 1: of the birch trees.
• 3:11:09
  Speaker 2: Soft.
• 3:11:09
  Speaker 1: The spirit of sleep, descended by his airy hosts, surrounded
• 3:11:14
  Speaker 1: his invisible attendants, came the Spirit of Sleep Nepahwin, like
• 3:11:19
  Speaker 1: a burnished dush Gunese, like a dragonfly. He hovered o'er
• 3:11:24
  Speaker 1: the drowsy head of Quascind.
• 3:11:26
  Speaker 2: To his ear.
• 3:11:27
  Speaker 1: There came a murmur, as of waves upon a sea shore,
• 3:11:31
  Speaker 1: as of far off tumbling waters, as of winds among
• 3:11:35
  Speaker 1: the pine trees. And he felt upon his forehead blows
• 3:11:39
  Speaker 1: of little airy war clubs wielded by the slumbrous legions
• 3:11:44
  Speaker 1: of the Spirit of Sleep Napa Wind, as of someone
• 3:11:48
  Speaker 1: breathing on him. At the first blow of their war
• 3:11:51
  Speaker 1: clubs fell a drowsiness on Quascind. At the second blow,
• 3:11:55
  Speaker 1: they smote him motionless. His paddle rested. At the third
• 3:11:59
  Speaker 1: before or his vision reeled the landscape into darkness, very
• 3:12:04
  Speaker 1: sound asleep was quascened. So he floated down the river
• 3:12:09
  Speaker 1: like a blind man seated upright, floated down at Aquameno,
• 3:12:14
  Speaker 1: underneath the trembling birch trees, underneath the wooded headlands, underneath
• 3:12:20
  Speaker 1: the war encampment of the Pygmies, the Pukwoodies. There they stood,
• 3:12:25
  Speaker 1: all armed and waiting, hurled the pine cones down upon him,
• 3:12:28
  Speaker 1: struck him on his brawny shoulders, on his crown, defenseless,
• 3:12:32
  Speaker 1: struck him. Death to Quascind was the sudden war cry
• 3:12:35
  Speaker 1: of the little people. And he sideways swayed and tumbled, sideways,
• 3:12:42
  Speaker 1: fell into the river, plunged beneath the sluggish water headlong
• 3:12:47
  Speaker 1: as an otter plunges, and the birch canoe abandoned, drifted
• 3:12:52
  Speaker 1: empty down the river bottom upward, swerved and drifted. Nothing
• 3:12:57
  Speaker 1: more was seen of Quascind, but the memory of the
• 3:13:02
  Speaker 1: strong man lingered long among the people, and whenever through
• 3:13:05
  Speaker 1: the forest raged and roared the wintry tempest, and the
• 3:13:09
  Speaker 1: branches tossed and troubled, creaked and groaned and split asunder. Quascined,
• 3:13:15
  Speaker 1: cried they, that is quascined. He is gathering in his firewood.
• 3:13:21
  Speaker 1: End of Section eighteen, Section nineteen. The ghosts never stoops
• 3:13:28
  Speaker 1: the soaring vulture on his quarry in the desert, on
• 3:13:31
  Speaker 1: the sick or wounded bison. But another vulture, watching from
• 3:13:36
  Speaker 1: his high aerial look out, sees the downward plunge and follows,
• 3:13:40
  Speaker 1: and a third pursues, the second, coming from the invisible ether,
• 3:13:45
  Speaker 1: first a speck, and then a vulture, till the air
• 3:13:48
  Speaker 1: is dark with pinions. So disasters come not singly, but
• 3:13:54
  Speaker 1: as if they watched and waited, scanning one another's motions.
• 3:13:58
  Speaker 1: When the first descends, the others follow, follow, gathering flockwise
• 3:14:04
  Speaker 1: round their victim, sick and wounded, first a shadow, then
• 3:14:08
  Speaker 1: a sorrow, till the air is dark with anguish. Now
• 3:14:13
  Speaker 1: o'er all the dreary Northland. Mighty Peboan, the winter, breathing
• 3:14:18
  Speaker 1: on the lakes and rivers into stone, had changed their
• 3:14:21
  Speaker 1: waters from his hair. He shook the snowflakes till the
• 3:14:26
  Speaker 1: plains were strewn with whiteness, one uninterrupted level, as if
• 3:14:31
  Speaker 1: stooping the creator with his hand had smoothed them over
• 3:14:36
  Speaker 1: through the forest. Wide and wailing roamed the hunter on
• 3:14:40
  Speaker 1: his snow shoes. In the village worked the women pounded
• 3:14:44
  Speaker 1: maize or dressed the deer skin, and the young men
• 3:14:47
  Speaker 1: played together on the ice, the noisy ball play on
• 3:14:50
  Speaker 1: the plain, the dance of snow shoes. One dark evening
• 3:14:55
  Speaker 1: after sundown in her wigwam laughing water sat with old Nacomis,
• 3:15:01
  Speaker 1: waiting for the steps of Hiawatha homeward from the hunt.
• 3:15:05
  Speaker 1: Returning on their faces, gleamed the firelight, painting them with
• 3:15:10
  Speaker 1: streaks of crimson. In the eyes of old Nocomis glimmered
• 3:15:14
  Speaker 1: like the watery moonlight. In the eyes of laughing Water
• 3:15:18
  Speaker 1: glistened like the sun in water. And behind them crouched
• 3:15:22
  Speaker 1: their shadows in the corners of the wigwam, and the
• 3:15:25
  Speaker 1: smoke in wreaths above them climbed and crowded through the
• 3:15:29
  Speaker 1: smoke flue. Then the curtain of the doorway from without
• 3:15:33
  Speaker 1: was slowly lifted, brighter glowed the fire a moment and
• 3:15:36
  Speaker 1: a moment swerved the smoke wreath as two women entered,
• 3:15:40
  Speaker 1: softly passed the doorway, uninvited, without word of salutation, without
• 3:15:46
  Speaker 1: sign of recognition, sat down in the farthest corner, crouching
• 3:15:50
  Speaker 1: low among the shadows. From their aspect and their garments,
• 3:15:55
  Speaker 1: strangers seemed they in the village. Very pale and haggard
• 3:15:58
  Speaker 1: were they as they sat there, sad and silent, trembling
• 3:16:02
  Speaker 1: cowering with the shadows. Was it the wind above the
• 3:16:07
  Speaker 1: smoke flu muttering down into the wigwam. Was it the owl,
• 3:16:11
  Speaker 1: the coo ko koho hooting from the dismal forest. Sure,
• 3:16:15
  Speaker 1: a voice said in the silence, these are corpses clad
• 3:16:19
  Speaker 1: in garments. These are ghosts that come to haunt you,
• 3:16:24
  Speaker 1: from the kingdom of Pomena, from the land of the
• 3:16:27
  Speaker 1: hereafter homeward. Now came Hiawatha, from his hunting in the forest,
• 3:16:34
  Speaker 1: with the snow upon his tresses and the red deer
• 3:16:37
  Speaker 1: on his shoulders, at the feet of laughing water. Down
• 3:16:40
  Speaker 1: he threw his lifeless burden. Nobler handsomer, she thought him
• 3:16:44
  Speaker 1: than when first he came to woo her. First threw
• 3:16:48
  Speaker 1: down the deer before her as a token of his wishes,
• 3:16:51
  Speaker 1: as a promise of the future. Then he turned and
• 3:16:55
  Speaker 1: saw the strangers cowering, crouching with the shadows red within himself,
• 3:17:01
  Speaker 1: Who are they? What strange guests? Has minnehaha? But he
• 3:17:05
  Speaker 1: questioned not the strangers only spake to bid them welcome
• 3:17:09
  Speaker 1: to his lodge, his food, his fireside. When the evening
• 3:17:14
  Speaker 1: meal was ready and the deer had been divided, both
• 3:17:18
  Speaker 1: the pallid guests the strangers, springing from among the shadows,
• 3:17:21
  Speaker 1: seized upon the choicest portions seized the white fat of
• 3:17:25
  Speaker 1: the roebuck, set apart for laughing water for the wife
• 3:17:28
  Speaker 1: of Hiawatha, without asking, without thanking, eagerly devoured the morsels
• 3:17:34
  Speaker 1: flitted back among the shadows in the corner of the wigwam.
• 3:17:39
  Speaker 1: Not a word spake higher Watha. Not a motion made nokomis,
• 3:17:44
  Speaker 1: not a gesture laughing water. Not a change came over
• 3:17:47
  Speaker 1: their features. Only Minnehaha softly whispered, saying.
• 3:17:52
  Speaker 2: They are famished.
• 3:17:53
  Speaker 1: Let them do what best delights them. Let them eat,
• 3:17:56
  Speaker 1: for they are famished. Many a day light dawned and darkened.
• 3:18:02
  Speaker 1: Many a night shook off the daylight as the pine
• 3:18:05
  Speaker 1: shakes off the snowflakes from the midnight of its branches.
• 3:18:09
  Speaker 1: Day by day, the guests, unmoving, sat there silent in
• 3:18:13
  Speaker 1: the wigwam. But by night, in storm or starlight, forth
• 3:18:17
  Speaker 1: they went into the forest, bringing firewood to the wigwam,
• 3:18:20
  Speaker 1: bringing pine cones for the burning. Always sad and always silent,
• 3:18:27
  Speaker 1: and whenever higher Watha came from fishing or from hunting.
• 3:18:31
  Speaker 1: When the evening meal was ready and the food had
• 3:18:33
  Speaker 1: been divided, sliding from their darksome corner came the pallid
• 3:18:37
  Speaker 1: guests the strangers seized upon the choicest portions set aside
• 3:18:42
  Speaker 1: for laughing Water, and without rebuke or question, flitted back
• 3:18:46
  Speaker 1: among the shadows. Never once had higher Watha, by a
• 3:18:50
  Speaker 1: word or look, reproved them. Never once had old and
• 3:18:53
  Speaker 1: a Comis made a gesture of impatience. Never once had
• 3:18:57
  Speaker 1: laughing Water shown resentment at the air outrage. All had
• 3:19:01
  Speaker 1: they endured in silence, that the rights of guest and stranger,
• 3:19:06
  Speaker 1: that the virtue of free giving by a look might
• 3:19:09
  Speaker 1: not be lessened by a word, might not be broken.
• 3:19:14
  Speaker 1: Once at midnight, Hiawatha, ever wakeful, ever watchful, in the wigwam,
• 3:19:20
  Speaker 1: dimly lighted by the brands that still were burning by
• 3:19:24
  Speaker 1: the glimmering, flickering firelight, heard a sighing oft repeated from
• 3:19:29
  Speaker 1: his couch. Rose Hiawatha, from his shaggy hides of bison,
• 3:19:33
  Speaker 1: pushed aside the deerskin curtain, saw the pallid guests the shadows,
• 3:19:39
  Speaker 1: sitting upright on their couches, weeping in the silent midnight.
• 3:19:44
  Speaker 1: And he said, oh, guests, why is it that your
• 3:19:47
  Speaker 1: hearts are so afflicted that you sob so in the midnight?
• 3:19:51
  Speaker 1: Has perchanced the old nacomis as my wife, my Menehaha,
• 3:19:55
  Speaker 1: wronged or grieved you by unkindness, failed in hospitable duty.
• 3:20:01
  Speaker 1: Then the shadows ceased from weeping, seized from sobbing and lamenting,
• 3:20:06
  Speaker 1: and they said, with gentle voices, we are ghosts of
• 3:20:10
  Speaker 1: the departed, souls of those who once were with you,
• 3:20:14
  Speaker 1: from the realms of Chibiabos. Hither have we come to
• 3:20:17
  Speaker 1: try you. Hither have we come to warn you. Cries
• 3:20:21
  Speaker 1: of grief and lamentation reach us in the blessed islands.
• 3:20:25
  Speaker 1: Cries of anguish from the living, calling back their friends departed,
• 3:20:29
  Speaker 1: sadden us with useless sorrow. Therefore have we come to
• 3:20:33
  Speaker 1: try you. No one knows us, no one heeds us.
• 3:20:36
  Speaker 1: We are but a burden to you, and we see
• 3:20:39
  Speaker 1: that the departed have no place among the living. Think
• 3:20:42
  Speaker 1: of this, Ohiawatha, speak of it to all the people
• 3:20:46
  Speaker 1: that henceforward and forever they no more with lamentations sadden
• 3:20:50
  Speaker 1: the souls of the departed in the islands of the blessed.
• 3:20:54
  Speaker 1: Do not lay such heavy burdens in the graves of
• 3:20:57
  Speaker 1: those you bury. Not such weight of things burr and wampum,
• 3:21:01
  Speaker 1: Not such weight of pots and kettles for the spirits
• 3:21:04
  Speaker 1: faint beneath them. Only give them food to carry, Only
• 3:21:08
  Speaker 1: give them fire to light them. Four days is the
• 3:21:12
  Speaker 1: spirit's journey to the land of ghosts and shadows. For
• 3:21:16
  Speaker 1: its lonely night encampments, four times must their fires be lighted. Therefore,
• 3:21:22
  Speaker 1: when the dead are buried, let a fire as night approaches,
• 3:21:26
  Speaker 1: four times on the grave be kindled, that the soul,
• 3:21:29
  Speaker 1: upon its journey may not lack the cheerful firelight, may
• 3:21:33
  Speaker 1: not grope about in darkness. Farewell, noble Hiawatha. We have
• 3:21:38
  Speaker 1: put you to the trial, to the proof, have put
• 3:21:41
  Speaker 1: your patience by the insult of our presence, by the
• 3:21:44
  Speaker 1: outrage of our actions. We have found you great and noble.
• 3:21:48
  Speaker 1: Fail not in the greater trial, faint not in the
• 3:21:52
  Speaker 1: harder struggle. When they ceased, a sudden darkness fell and
• 3:21:57
  Speaker 1: filled the silent wigwam Hiawatha heard a rustle as of
• 3:22:00
  Speaker 1: garments trailing by him, heard the curtain of the doorway
• 3:22:04
  Speaker 1: lifted by a hand. He saw, not felt the cold
• 3:22:08
  Speaker 1: breath of the night air. For a moment saw the starlight,
• 3:22:11
  Speaker 1: but he saw the ghosts no longer saw no more
• 3:22:15
  Speaker 1: the wandering spirits from the Kingdom of Ponema, from the
• 3:22:19
  Speaker 1: land of the hereafter. End of Section nineteen, Section twenty.
• 3:22:26
  Speaker 1: The famine, Oh, the long and dreary winter, Oh, the
• 3:22:31
  Speaker 1: cold and cruel winter. Ever thicker, thicker, thicker, froze the
• 3:22:36
  Speaker 1: ice on lake and river, ever deeper deeper deeper, fell
• 3:22:41
  Speaker 1: the snow o'er all the landscape. Fell the covering snow,
• 3:22:45
  Speaker 1: and drifted through the forest round the village. Hardly from
• 3:22:50
  Speaker 1: his buried wigwam could the hunter force a passage With
• 3:22:53
  Speaker 1: his mittens and his snow shoes. Vainly walked he through
• 3:22:57
  Speaker 1: the forest, sought for bird or beast, and found none.
• 3:23:01
  Speaker 1: Saw no track of deer or rabbit in the snow,
• 3:23:04
  Speaker 1: beheld no footprints in the ghastly, gleaming forest. Fell and
• 3:23:10
  Speaker 1: could not rise from weakness, perished there from cold and hunger.
• 3:23:16
  Speaker 1: Oh the famine and the fever. Oh the wasting of
• 3:23:20
  Speaker 1: the famine, Oh the blasting of the fever. Oh the
• 3:23:24
  Speaker 1: wailing of the children, Oh the anguish of the women.
• 3:23:28
  Speaker 1: All the earth was sick and famished. Hungry was the
• 3:23:33
  Speaker 1: air around them, Hungry was the sky above them, and
• 3:23:37
  Speaker 1: the hungry stars in heaven, like the eyes of wolves
• 3:23:41
  Speaker 1: glared at them. Into Hiawatha's wigwam came two other guests,
• 3:23:48
  Speaker 1: as silent as the ghosts were, and as gloomy waited
• 3:23:52
  Speaker 1: not to be invited, did not parley at the doorway,
• 3:23:55
  Speaker 1: sat there without word of welcome, in the seat of
• 3:23:59
  Speaker 1: laughing water, looked with haggard eyes and hollow at the
• 3:24:02
  Speaker 1: face of laughing water. And the foremost said, behold me,
• 3:24:07
  Speaker 1: I am famine Bucca d'arwin, and the other said, behold
• 3:24:12
  Speaker 1: me I am fever ah Ha Sai Wind. And the
• 3:24:17
  Speaker 1: lovely Minnehaha shuddered as they looked upon her, shuddered at
• 3:24:22
  Speaker 1: the words they uttered. Lay down on her bed in silence,
• 3:24:26
  Speaker 1: hid her face, but made no answer. Lay there, trembling, freezing,
• 3:24:31
  Speaker 1: burning at the looks they cast upon her, at the
• 3:24:34
  Speaker 1: fearful words they uttered forth into the empty forest, rushed
• 3:24:39
  Speaker 1: the mad and Hiawatha in his heart was deadly sorrow
• 3:24:43
  Speaker 1: in his face a stony firmness on his brow. The
• 3:24:46
  Speaker 1: sweat of anguish started, but it froze and fell not
• 3:24:50
  Speaker 1: Wrapped in furs and armed for hunting with his mighty
• 3:24:53
  Speaker 1: bow of ash tree, with his quiver full of arrows,
• 3:24:56
  Speaker 1: with his mittens minge carwan into the vast and vacant forest.
• 3:25:00
  Speaker 1: On his snow shoes, strode he forward git chay Manito
• 3:25:04
  Speaker 1: the mighty, cried he, with his face uplifted, in that
• 3:25:07
  Speaker 1: bitter hour of anguish. Give your children food, oh father,
• 3:25:11
  Speaker 1: give us food, or we must perish. Give me food
• 3:25:14
  Speaker 1: for Minnihaha, for my dying Minnehaha. Through the far resounding forest,
• 3:25:22
  Speaker 1: through the forest vast and vacant, rang that cry of desolation.
• 3:25:27
  Speaker 1: But there came no other answer than the echo of
• 3:25:31
  Speaker 1: his crying, than the echo of the woodlands. Minniha Ha, Minnihaha.
• 3:25:38
  Speaker 1: All day long roved Hiawatha in that melancholy forest, through
• 3:25:43
  Speaker 1: the shadow of whose thickets, in the pleasant days of summer,
• 3:25:47
  Speaker 1: of that ne'er forgotten summer, he had brought his young
• 3:25:51
  Speaker 1: wife homeward from the land of the Dakotas. When the
• 3:25:55
  Speaker 1: birds sang in the thickets, and the streamlets laughed and glistened,
• 3:26:00
  Speaker 1: and the air was full of fragrance, and the lovely
• 3:26:03
  Speaker 1: laughing water, said, with voice that did not tremble, I
• 3:26:07
  Speaker 1: will follow you, my husband, in the wigwam with nocomis,
• 3:26:12
  Speaker 1: with those gloomy guests that watched her with the famine
• 3:26:16
  Speaker 1: and the fever. She was lying the beloved, She the
• 3:26:21
  Speaker 1: dying Minnehaha. Hark, She said, I hear a rushing, hear
• 3:26:26
  Speaker 1: a roaring and a rushing. Hear the falls of Minnehaha
• 3:26:30
  Speaker 1: calling to me from a distance. No, my child, said
• 3:26:34
  Speaker 1: oldna coomis tis the night wind in the pine trees. Look,
• 3:26:38
  Speaker 1: she said, I see my father standing lonely at his doorway,
• 3:26:42
  Speaker 1: beckoning to me from his wigwam in the land of
• 3:26:45
  Speaker 1: the Dakotas. No, my child, said old nacomis tis the
• 3:26:50
  Speaker 1: smoke that waves and beckons. Ah, said she. The eyes
• 3:26:54
  Speaker 1: of Pauguk glare upon me in the darkness. I can
• 3:26:58
  Speaker 1: feel his icy fingers clasping mine. Amid the darkness, Hiawatha Hiawatha,
• 3:27:05
  Speaker 1: and the desolate Hiawatha, far away amid the forest, miles
• 3:27:09
  Speaker 1: away among the mountains, heard that sudden cry of anguish,
• 3:27:14
  Speaker 1: heard the voice of Minnehaha calling to him in the darkness.
• 3:27:18
  Speaker 1: Hiawatha Hiawatha over snow fields, waste and pathless, under snow
• 3:27:26
  Speaker 1: encumbered branches, homeward, hurried, Hiawatha, empty handed, heavy hearted, heardnacomis moaning, wailing, wah,
• 3:27:35
  Speaker 1: no in wah knowing, would that I had perished for you,
• 3:27:38
  Speaker 1: would that I were dead as you are?
• 3:27:40
  Speaker 2: Wah knowing, wah knowing.
• 3:27:43
  Speaker 1: And he rushed into the wigwam, saw the old Nacomis
• 3:27:47
  Speaker 1: slowly rocking to and fro and moaning, saw his lovely
• 3:27:51
  Speaker 1: Minnehaha lying dead and cold before him, and his bursting
• 3:27:56
  Speaker 1: heart within him uttered such a cry of anguish that
• 3:28:00
  Speaker 1: the forest moaned and shuddered, that the very stars in
• 3:28:04
  Speaker 1: heaven shook and trembled with his anguish. Then he sat down,
• 3:28:09
  Speaker 1: still and speechless, on the bed of Minnehaha, at the
• 3:28:14
  Speaker 1: feet of laughing water, at those willing feet that never
• 3:28:18
  Speaker 1: more would lightly run to meet him, never more would
• 3:28:22
  Speaker 1: lightly follow with both hands his face. He covered seven
• 3:28:28
  Speaker 1: long days and nights. He sat there as if in
• 3:28:32
  Speaker 1: a swoon. He sat there, speechless, motionless, unconscious of the
• 3:28:37
  Speaker 1: daylight or the darkness. Then they buried Minnehaha in the
• 3:28:42
  Speaker 1: snow a grave. They made her in the forest, deep
• 3:28:46
  Speaker 1: and darksome, underneath the moaning hemlocks, clothed her in her
• 3:28:51
  Speaker 1: richest garments, wrapped her in her robes of ermine, covered
• 3:28:55
  Speaker 1: her with snow like ermine. Thus they buried Minnehaha, and
• 3:29:02
  Speaker 1: at night a fire was lighted on her grave. Four
• 3:29:06
  Speaker 1: times was kindled for her soul upon its journey to
• 3:29:10
  Speaker 1: the islands of the Blessed. From his doorway, Hiawatha saw
• 3:29:14
  Speaker 1: it burning in the forest, lighting up the gloomy hemlocks
• 3:29:19
  Speaker 1: from his sleepless bed. Uprising from the bed of Minnehaha,
• 3:29:24
  Speaker 1: stood and watched it at the doorway, that it might
• 3:29:28
  Speaker 1: not be extinguished, might not leave her in the darkness. Farewell,
• 3:29:35
  Speaker 1: said he Minnehaha. Farewell, O my laughing water. All my
• 3:29:41
  Speaker 1: heart is buried with you, all my thoughts go onward
• 3:29:45
  Speaker 1: with you. Come not back again to labor, Come not
• 3:29:49
  Speaker 1: back again to suffer, where the famine and the fever,
• 3:29:54
  Speaker 1: where the heart and waste the body. Soon my task
• 3:29:59
  Speaker 1: will be complete. Soon your footsteps I shall follow to
• 3:30:03
  Speaker 1: the islands of the Blessed, to the kingdom of Pomena,
• 3:30:07
  Speaker 1: to the land of the hereafter. End of Section twenty
• 3:30:14
  Speaker 1: Section twenty one. The white man's foot in his lodge
• 3:30:19
  Speaker 1: beside a river. Close beside a frozen river, sat an
• 3:30:23
  Speaker 1: old man, sad and lonely white. His hair was as
• 3:30:28
  Speaker 1: a snow drift, dull and low. His fire was burning,
• 3:30:31
  Speaker 1: and the old man shook and trembled, folded in his
• 3:30:36
  Speaker 1: wildbeebyon in his tattered white skin wrapper, hearing nothing but
• 3:30:41
  Speaker 1: the tempest as it roared along the forest, seeing nothing
• 3:30:45
  Speaker 1: but the snow storm as it whirled and hissed and drifted.
• 3:30:49
  Speaker 1: All the coals were white with ashes, and the fire
• 3:30:53
  Speaker 1: was slowly dying. As a young man, walking lightly at
• 3:30:57
  Speaker 1: the open doorway entered red with blood of youth. His
• 3:31:00
  Speaker 1: cheeks were soft, his eyes as stars in springtime bound.
• 3:31:05
  Speaker 1: His forehead was with grasses, bound and plumed with scented
• 3:31:09
  Speaker 1: grasses on his lips. A smile of beauty, filling all
• 3:31:14
  Speaker 1: the lodge with sunshine. In his hand, a bunch of
• 3:31:16
  Speaker 1: blossoms filling all the lodge with sweetness. Ah, my son,
• 3:31:22
  Speaker 1: exclaimed the old man. Happy are my eyes to see
• 3:31:25
  Speaker 1: you sit here on the mat beside me, Sit here
• 3:31:28
  Speaker 1: by the dying embers. Let us pass the night together.
• 3:31:32
  Speaker 1: Tell me of your strange adventures of the lands where
• 3:31:35
  Speaker 1: you have traveled. I will tell you of my prowess,
• 3:31:38
  Speaker 1: of my many deeds of wonder. From his pouch, he
• 3:31:42
  Speaker 1: drew his piece pipe. Very old and strangely fashioned, made
• 3:31:46
  Speaker 1: of red stone, was the pipe head and the stem
• 3:31:49
  Speaker 1: a reed with feathers. Filled the pipe with bark of willow,
• 3:31:53
  Speaker 1: placed a burning coal upon it, gave it to his guest,
• 3:31:57
  Speaker 1: the stranger, and began to speak in this wise. When
• 3:32:01
  Speaker 1: I blow my breath about me, when I breathe upon
• 3:32:04
  Speaker 1: the landscape, motionless are all the rivers hard as stone
• 3:32:09
  Speaker 1: becomes the water. And the young man answered, smiling, when
• 3:32:13
  Speaker 1: I blow my breath about me. When I breathe upon
• 3:32:16
  Speaker 1: the landscape, flowers spring up o'er all the meadows, singing
• 3:32:20
  Speaker 1: onward rush the rivers. When I shake my hoary tresses,
• 3:32:26
  Speaker 1: said the old man darkly, frowning, all the land with
• 3:32:29
  Speaker 1: snow is cover'd. All the leaves from all the branches
• 3:32:33
  Speaker 1: fall and fade, and die and whither. For I breathe,
• 3:32:37
  Speaker 1: and low they are not. From the waters, and the
• 3:32:41
  Speaker 1: marshes rise, the wild goose and the heron fly away
• 3:32:45
  Speaker 1: to distant regions. For I speak, and low they are not.
• 3:32:50
  Speaker 1: And where'er my footsteps wander. All the wild beasts of
• 3:32:54
  Speaker 1: the forest hide themselves in holes and caverns, And the
• 3:32:57
  Speaker 1: earth becomes as flint stone. When I shake my flowing ringlets,
• 3:33:03
  Speaker 1: said the young man softly, laughing. Showers of rainfall, warm
• 3:33:08
  Speaker 1: and welcome. Plants lift up their heads, rejoicing back unto
• 3:33:12
  Speaker 1: their lakes and marshes. Come the wild goose and the
• 3:33:15
  Speaker 1: heron homeward shoots the arrowy swallow, sing the blue bird
• 3:33:18
  Speaker 1: and the robin. And where'er my footsteps wander. All the
• 3:33:22
  Speaker 1: meadows wave with blossoms, all the woodlands ring with music.
• 3:33:26
  Speaker 1: All the trees are dark with foliage. While they spake
• 3:33:31
  Speaker 1: the night departed from the distant realms of Wabon. From
• 3:33:35
  Speaker 1: his shining lodge of silver, like a warrior, robed and painted,
• 3:33:40
  Speaker 1: came the sun and said, behold me, ezis the great sun.
• 3:33:44
  Speaker 1: Behold me. Then the old man's tongue was speechless, and
• 3:33:50
  Speaker 1: the air grew warm and pleasant. And upon the wigwam
• 3:33:53
  Speaker 1: sweetly sang the blue bird and the robin, and the
• 3:33:56
  Speaker 1: stream began to murmur, And ascent of growing grasses through
• 3:33:59
  Speaker 1: the lodge was gently wafted, and segoun. The youthful stranger
• 3:34:05
  Speaker 1: more distinctly in the daylight, saw the icy face before him.
• 3:34:09
  Speaker 1: It was Peboan the winter. From his eyes the tears
• 3:34:13
  Speaker 1: were flowing, as from melting lakes, the streamlets, and his
• 3:34:18
  Speaker 1: body shrunk and dwindled. As the shouting sun ascended till
• 3:34:22
  Speaker 1: into the air, it faded till into the ground it vanished.
• 3:34:27
  Speaker 1: And the young man saw before him on the hearth
• 3:34:30
  Speaker 1: stone of the wigwam, where the fire had smoked and smoldered,
• 3:34:34
  Speaker 1: saw the earliest flower of springtime, saw the beauty of
• 3:34:39
  Speaker 1: the springtime, saw the misgodeed in blossom. Thus it was
• 3:34:44
  Speaker 1: that in the Northland, after that unheard of coldness, that
• 3:34:49
  Speaker 1: intolerable winter, came the spring, with all its splendor, all
• 3:34:54
  Speaker 1: its birds, and all its blossoms, all its flowers and
• 3:34:57
  Speaker 1: leaves and grasses. Sailing on the wind to northward, flying
• 3:35:02
  Speaker 1: in great flocks like arrows, like huge arrows, shot through heaven,
• 3:35:07
  Speaker 1: past the swan, the Marna bisi, speaking almost as a
• 3:35:11
  Speaker 1: man speaks, and in long lines waving, bending like a
• 3:35:15
  Speaker 1: bowstring snapped asunder, came the white goose wa bewawa, And
• 3:35:21
  Speaker 1: in pairs or singly flying marng the loon with clangorous pinions,
• 3:35:26
  Speaker 1: the blue heron, the shuesugar, and the grouse, the mush
• 3:35:30
  Speaker 1: kadhasa in the thickets and the meadows piped the bluebird,
• 3:35:34
  Speaker 1: the Owaisa on the summit of the lodges, sang the robin.
• 3:35:38
  Speaker 1: The Opechi in the covert of the pine trees cooed
• 3:35:41
  Speaker 1: the pigeon, the Omami, and the sorrowing Hiawatha. Speechless in
• 3:35:47
  Speaker 1: his infinite sorrow, heard their voices calling to him, went
• 3:35:51
  Speaker 1: forth from his gloomy doorway, stood and gazed into the heaven,
• 3:35:56
  Speaker 1: gazed upon the earth and waters. From his his wanderings
• 3:36:00
  Speaker 1: far to eastward, from the regions of the morning, from
• 3:36:03
  Speaker 1: the shining land of Waburn homeward. Now returned Iagu, the
• 3:36:08
  Speaker 1: great traveler, the great boaster, full of new and strange adventures, marvels,
• 3:36:13
  Speaker 1: many and many wonders. And the people of the village
• 3:36:17
  Speaker 1: listened to him as he told them of his marvelous adventures, laughing,
• 3:36:22
  Speaker 1: answered him, in this wise, ah, it is indeed, Yagu,
• 3:36:25
  Speaker 1: No one else beholds such wonders. He had seen, he said,
• 3:36:30
  Speaker 1: a water bigger than the big Sea, water broader than
• 3:36:34
  Speaker 1: the Gitchigumi, bitter so that none could drink it. As
• 3:36:38
  Speaker 1: each other looked, the warriors looked, the women at each other,
• 3:36:42
  Speaker 1: smiled and said, it cannot be so cough, they said
• 3:36:46
  Speaker 1: it cannot be so. O'er it said he o'er this
• 3:36:50
  Speaker 1: water came a great canoe with pinions, A canoe with
• 3:36:54
  Speaker 1: wings came, flying bigger than a grove of pine trees,
• 3:36:57
  Speaker 1: taller than the tallest tree tops. And the old men
• 3:37:01
  Speaker 1: and the women looked and tittered at each other. Ka
• 3:37:05
  Speaker 1: they said, we don't believe it. From its mouth, he said,
• 3:37:09
  Speaker 1: to greet him, came, why wasimo? The lightning came the
• 3:37:11
  Speaker 1: thunder animiki, and the warriors and the women laughed aloud
• 3:37:16
  Speaker 1: at poor Iagu Kah. They said, what tales you tell us?
• 3:37:21
  Speaker 2: In it? Said? He came?
• 3:37:23
  Speaker 1: A people in the great canoe with pinions came, he said,
• 3:37:26
  Speaker 1: a hundred warriors painted white were all their faces and
• 3:37:30
  Speaker 1: with hair. Their chins were covered. And the warriors and
• 3:37:33
  Speaker 1: the women laughed and shouted in derision, like the ravens
• 3:37:37
  Speaker 1: on the tree tops, like the crows upon the hemlocks go,
• 3:37:41
  Speaker 1: They said, what lies you tell us? Do not think
• 3:37:44
  Speaker 1: that we believe them? Only Hiawatha laughed not, But he
• 3:37:49
  Speaker 1: gravely spake and answered to their jeering and their jesting, true.
• 3:37:54
  Speaker 2: Is all Iagu tells.
• 3:37:56
  Speaker 1: Us. I have seen it in a vision, seen the
• 3:37:58
  Speaker 1: great canoe with pinions seen the people with white faces
• 3:38:02
  Speaker 1: seen the coming of this bearded people of the wooden vessel,
• 3:38:06
  Speaker 1: from the regions of the morning, from the shining land
• 3:38:09
  Speaker 1: of Waburon. Git jay Manito the Mighty, the great Spirit,
• 3:38:13
  Speaker 1: the Creator, sends them hither on his errand sends them
• 3:38:17
  Speaker 1: to us with his message. Wherees e'er they move. Before
• 3:38:20
  Speaker 1: them swarms the stinging fly, the almo, swarms the bee,
• 3:38:24
  Speaker 1: the honeymaker. Wheeresoe'er they tread. Beneath them springs a flower
• 3:38:29
  Speaker 1: unknown among us, springs the white man's foot in blossom.
• 3:38:33
  Speaker 1: Let us welcome, then the strangers hail them as our
• 3:38:36
  Speaker 1: friends and brothers. And the Heart's right hand of friendship
• 3:38:40
  Speaker 1: give them when they come to see us. Git jay
• 3:38:43
  Speaker 1: Manito the Mighty said this to me. In my vision,
• 3:38:47
  Speaker 1: I beheld too. In that vision all the secrets of
• 3:38:50
  Speaker 1: the future, of the distant days that shall be I
• 3:38:54
  Speaker 1: beheld the westward marches of the unknown crowded nations. All
• 3:38:59
  Speaker 1: the land was full of people, restless, struggling, toiling, striving,
• 3:39:03
  Speaker 1: speaking many tongues, yet feeling but one heartbeat in their bosoms.
• 3:39:08
  Speaker 1: In the woodlands rang their axes, smoked their towns, in
• 3:39:13
  Speaker 1: all the valleys, over all the lakes and rivers rushed
• 3:39:17
  Speaker 1: their great canoes of thunder. Then a darker, drearier vision
• 3:39:21
  Speaker 1: passed before me, vague and cloud like. I beheld our
• 3:39:25
  Speaker 1: nation scattered, all forgetful of my councils, weakened, warring with
• 3:39:31
  Speaker 1: each other. Saw the remnants of our people sweeping westward,
• 3:39:35
  Speaker 1: wild and woeful, like the cloud rack of a tempest,
• 3:39:39
  Speaker 1: like the withered leaves of autumn. End of Section twenty one,
• 3:39:46
  Speaker 1: Section twenty two. Hiawatha's departure by the shore of gitche Gumi,
• 3:39:53
  Speaker 1: by the shining big sea water, at the doorway of
• 3:39:57
  Speaker 1: his wigwam in the pleasant summer morning, Hiawatha stood and waited.
• 3:40:02
  Speaker 1: All the air was full of freshness, all the earth
• 3:40:05
  Speaker 1: was bright and joyous. And before him, through the sunshine,
• 3:40:09
  Speaker 1: westward toward the neighboring forest, passed in golden swarms. The
• 3:40:14
  Speaker 1: armor pasted, the bees, the honeymakers burning, singing in the sunshine.
• 3:40:21
  Speaker 1: Bright above him, shone the heavens level spread the lake
• 3:40:25
  Speaker 1: before him, from its bosom leapt the sturgeon, sparkling, flashing
• 3:40:29
  Speaker 1: in the sunshine. On its margin. The great forest stood
• 3:40:33
  Speaker 1: reflected in the water. Every tree top had its shadow,
• 3:40:37
  Speaker 1: motionless beneath the water. From the brow of Hiawatha, gone
• 3:40:42
  Speaker 1: was every trace of sorrow, as the fog from off
• 3:40:45
  Speaker 1: the water, as the mist from off the meadow. With
• 3:40:48
  Speaker 1: a smile of joy and triumph, with a look of exultation,
• 3:40:53
  Speaker 1: as of one who in a vision sees what is
• 3:40:56
  Speaker 1: to be, but is not stood and waited Yaouwatha toward
• 3:41:01
  Speaker 1: the sun. His hands were lifted, both the palms spread
• 3:41:05
  Speaker 1: out against it, and between the parted fingers fell the
• 3:41:08
  Speaker 1: sunshine on his features, flecked with light, his naked shoulders,
• 3:41:13
  Speaker 1: as it falls and flecks an oak tree through the
• 3:41:16
  Speaker 1: rifted leaves and branches o'er the water, floating, flying, Something
• 3:41:22
  Speaker 1: in the hazy distance, something in the mists of mourning,
• 3:41:25
  Speaker 1: loomed and lifted from the water, now seemed floating, now
• 3:41:29
  Speaker 1: seemed flying, coming nearer, nearer, nearer. Was it shingybiss the diver,
• 3:41:35
  Speaker 1: or the pelican, the shada, or the heron, the shuhuga,
• 3:41:39
  Speaker 1: or the white goose wabewawa with the water dripping, flashing
• 3:41:44
  Speaker 1: from its glossy neck and feathers. It was neither goose
• 3:41:48
  Speaker 1: nor diver, neither pelican nor heron o'er the water floating,
• 3:41:54
  Speaker 1: flying through the shiny mist of mourning, but a birch
• 3:41:58
  Speaker 1: canoe with paddles dry, sinking on the water, dripping, flashing
• 3:42:03
  Speaker 1: in the sunshine. And within it came a people from
• 3:42:06
  Speaker 1: the distant land of Waburon, from the farthest realms of morning.
• 3:42:11
  Speaker 1: Came the black Robe Chief, the prophet, he the priest
• 3:42:14
  Speaker 1: of prayer, the pale Face, with his guides and his companions,
• 3:42:20
  Speaker 1: and the noble Hiawatha, with his hands aloft extended, held
• 3:42:24
  Speaker 1: aloft in sign and welcome, waited full of exultation, till
• 3:42:29
  Speaker 1: the birch canoe with paddles grated on the shining pebbles
• 3:42:33
  Speaker 1: stranded on the sandy margin, till the black Robe Chief,
• 3:42:37
  Speaker 1: the pale Face, with the cross upon his bosom banded
• 3:42:40
  Speaker 1: on the sandy margin. Then the joyous Hiawatha cried aloud
• 3:42:45
  Speaker 1: and spake in this wise, beautiful is the sun, o strangers,
• 3:42:49
  Speaker 1: when you come so far to see us, All our
• 3:42:52
  Speaker 1: town in peace awaits you. All our doors stand open
• 3:42:55
  Speaker 1: for you. You shall enter all our wigwams for the
• 3:42:58
  Speaker 1: heart's right hand, and we give you never bloomed the
• 3:43:02
  Speaker 1: earth so gayly, never shone the sun so brightly as
• 3:43:06
  Speaker 1: to day they shine and blossom when you come so
• 3:43:09
  Speaker 1: far to see us. Never was our lake so tranquil,
• 3:43:13
  Speaker 1: nor so free from rocks and sand bars. For your
• 3:43:17
  Speaker 1: birch canoe in passing has removed both rock and sandbar.
• 3:43:22
  Speaker 1: Never before had our tobacco such a sweet and pleasant flavor.
• 3:43:27
  Speaker 1: Never the broad leaves of our cornfields were so beautiful
• 3:43:30
  Speaker 1: to look on as they seemed to us this morning,
• 3:43:34
  Speaker 1: when you come so far.
• 3:43:35
  Speaker 2: To see us.
• 3:43:37
  Speaker 1: And the black Robe chief made answer, stammered in his speech,
• 3:43:41
  Speaker 1: a little speaking words yet unfamiliar. Peace be with you, Hiawatha.
• 3:43:46
  Speaker 1: Peace be with you and your people, Peace of prayer
• 3:43:50
  Speaker 1: and peace of pardon, Peace of Christ, and joy of Mary.
• 3:43:55
  Speaker 1: Then the generous Hiawatha led the strangers to his wigwam,
• 3:43:58
  Speaker 1: seated them on skins of bison, seated them on skins
• 3:44:02
  Speaker 1: of ermine, and the careful old Nacomis brought them food
• 3:44:06
  Speaker 1: in bowls of basswood, water brought in birch and dippers,
• 3:44:10
  Speaker 1: and the calumet the peace pipe filled and lighted for
• 3:44:14
  Speaker 1: their smoking. All the old men of the village, all
• 3:44:17
  Speaker 1: the warriors of the nation, all the Jossakeids, the prophets,
• 3:44:21
  Speaker 1: the magicians, the Wabenos, and the medicine men the maidas
• 3:44:26
  Speaker 1: came to bid the strangers welcome. It is well, they said,
• 3:44:29
  Speaker 1: O brothers, that you come so far to see us.
• 3:44:34
  Speaker 1: In a circle round the doorway with their pipes, they
• 3:44:36
  Speaker 1: sat in silence, waiting to behold the strangers, waiting to
• 3:44:41
  Speaker 1: receive their message. Till the black Robe Chief, the pale
• 3:44:44
  Speaker 1: face from the Wigwam, came to greet them, stammering in
• 3:44:48
  Speaker 1: his speech a little, speaking words yet unfamiliar. It is well,
• 3:44:52
  Speaker 1: they said, O brother, that you come so far to
• 3:44:55
  Speaker 1: see us. Then the black Robe Chief, the prophet told
• 3:44:59
  Speaker 1: his mess to the people, told the purport of his mission,
• 3:45:03
  Speaker 1: told them of the Virgin Mary and her blessed son,
• 3:45:06
  Speaker 1: the Savior, How in distant lands and ages he had
• 3:45:09
  Speaker 1: lived on earth as we do, How he fasted, prayed,
• 3:45:13
  Speaker 1: and labored, How the Jews the tribe accursed, mocked him,
• 3:45:17
  Speaker 1: scourged him, crucified him. How he rose from where they
• 3:45:20
  Speaker 1: laid him, walked again with his disciples, and ascended into heaven.
• 3:45:26
  Speaker 1: And the chiefs made answer, saying, we have listened to
• 3:45:29
  Speaker 1: your message. We have heard your words of wisdom. We
• 3:45:32
  Speaker 1: will think on what you tell us. It is well
• 3:45:34
  Speaker 1: for us, so brothers, that you come so far to
• 3:45:37
  Speaker 1: see us. Then they rose up and departed, each one
• 3:45:41
  Speaker 1: homeward to his wigwam. To the young men and the
• 3:45:44
  Speaker 1: women told the story of the strangers whom the Master
• 3:45:47
  Speaker 1: of life had sent them from the shining land of Waburon.
• 3:45:52
  Speaker 1: Heavy with the heat and silence, grew the afternoon of
• 3:45:56
  Speaker 1: summer with a drowsy sound. The forest whispered round them,
• 3:46:00
  Speaker 1: sultry wigwam with a sound of sleep. The water rippled
• 3:46:04
  Speaker 1: on the beach below it. From the cornfields, shrill and
• 3:46:08
  Speaker 1: ceaseless sang the grasshopper pah Pukina. And the guests of Hiawatha,
• 3:46:13
  Speaker 1: weary with the heat of summer, slumbered in the sultry wigwam.
• 3:46:18
  Speaker 1: Slowly o'er the simmering landscape fell the evening's dusk and coolness,
• 3:46:23
  Speaker 1: and the long and level sunbeams shot their spears into
• 3:46:27
  Speaker 1: the forest, breaking through its shields of shadow, rushed into
• 3:46:31
  Speaker 1: each secret ambush, searched each thicket, dingle hollow. Still, the
• 3:46:36
  Speaker 1: guests of Hiawatha slumbered in the silent wigwam from his
• 3:46:42
  Speaker 1: place rose Hiawatha bade farewell to old Nacomis. Spake in whispers,
• 3:46:48
  Speaker 1: spake in this wise, did not wake the guests that slumbered.
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  Speaker 1: I am going Onna Coomis, on a long and distant
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  Speaker 1: journey to the portals of the sunset, to the real
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  Speaker 1: films of the home wind of the northwest wind kee
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  Speaker 1: wade in. But these guests I leave behind me in
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  Speaker 1: your watch and ward.
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  Speaker 2: I leave them.
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  Speaker 1: See that never harm comes near them, See that never
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  Speaker 1: fear molests them, never danger nor suspicion, never want of
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  Speaker 1: food or shelter. In the lodge of Hiawatha. Forth into
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  Speaker 1: the village went he bade farewell to all the warriors,
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  Speaker 1: bade farewell to all the young men. Spake persuading, spake
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  Speaker 1: in this wise. I am going o my people, on
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  Speaker 1: a long and distant journey. Many moons and many winters
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  Speaker 1: will have come and will have vanished. Ere I come
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  Speaker 1: again to see you. But my guests I leave behind me.
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  Speaker 1: Listen to their words of wisdom. Listen to the truth
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  Speaker 1: they tell you, For the Master of life has sent
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  Speaker 1: them from the land of light and morning. On the
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  Speaker 1: shore stood Hiawatha turned and waved his hand at parting
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  Speaker 1: on the clear and luminous water, launched his birch canoe
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  Speaker 1: for sailing from the pebbles of the margin, shoved it
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  Speaker 1: forth into the water, whispered to it westward, westward, and
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  Speaker 1: with speed it darted forward. And the evening sun descending,
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  Speaker 1: set the clouds on fire with redness, burned the broad
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  Speaker 1: sky like a prairie. Left upon the level water, one
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  Speaker 1: long track and trail of splendor down whose stream as
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  Speaker 1: down a river, westward westward, Hiawatha sailed into the fiery sunset,
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  Speaker 1: sailed into the purple vapors, sailed into the dusk of evening,
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  Speaker 1: and the people from the margin watched in floating, rising, sinking,
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  Speaker 1: till the birch canoe seemed lifted high into that sea
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  Speaker 1: of splendor, till it sank into the vapors like the
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  Speaker 1: new moon, slowly, slowly, sinking in the purple distance. And
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  Speaker 1: they said farewell, forever, said farewell, Ohiawatha. And the forests,
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  Speaker 1: dark and lonely moved through all their depths of darkness,
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  Speaker 1: sighed farewell, Ohiawatha. And the waves upon the margin, rising,
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  Speaker 1: rippling on the pebbles sobbed farewell Ohiohwatha, and the heron
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  Speaker 1: the Shuhugar, from her haunts among the fenlands screamed, farewell Ohiawatha.
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  Speaker 1: Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha, the Beloved, in the glory of
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  Speaker 1: the sunset in the purple mists of evening, to the
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  Speaker 1: regions of the home, Wind of the Northwest, Wind Kiwadin,
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  Speaker 1: to the islands of the Blessed, to the Kingdom of Pomana,
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  Speaker 1: to the land of the Hereafter end of Section twenty
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  Speaker 1: one and the end of the Song of Hiawatha by
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  Speaker 1: Henry Wadsworth longfe Hello