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Updated: May 20, 2025
The whole operation was performed without unnecessary rudeness, and with great celerity. "Now, Idazoo," said Adolay, when they had finished, "you have done me great injury this night. I am sorry to treat you in this way, but I cannot help it. You would come with me, you know.
The long point of the bigger island over there turns the currents off from this one, but perhaps you may find a little." Adolay found this to be true, for she wandered several miles along shore indeed, went nearly round the islet, which was a low rocky one, almost devoid of verdure before she had collected a good bundle of dry sticks.
Adolay! Adolay!" with much emphasis. Then, poking her finger against her friend's breast, she added "You? you?" Here again was "a touch of nature" which made these two damsels "kin." Although the "You? you?" was not intelligible to the Eskimo, the gaze of inquiry was a familiar tongue. With a smile of delight she nodded, struck her own bosom with her fist, and said, "Nootka! Nootka!"
But the moment the party entered on the lakes and rivers of the land, Nazinred ordered Adolay to take the bow paddle of his native craft, himself took the steering paddle, and from that moment he had quietly assumed the office of guide to the expedition. "Fire-spouters!" exclaimed Cheenbuk, on hearing the shots of the traders' guns. "Yes my countrymen," replied Nazinred.
The interest aroused by the pipe, however, was as nothing compared with that bestowed on the fire-spouter. For there was a mystery, noise, and deadliness about the latter which tended to evoke feelings of awe rather than amusement. "I don't like to trouble your father too much, Adolay," whispered Cheenbuk; "would you say to him that we wish very much to see him use the spouter?"
"And," he added, beginning to pull off his boots, "if your father had not been there with the spouter we should have been out on the floes fighting still, for some of the walruses were savage, and hard to kill." After supper, as a matter of course, Nazinred looked round with an air of benign satisfaction on his fine face. "Is my fire-bag behind you, Adolay?" he asked in a low voice.
The girl returned the look, but did not smile. She did not speak, but waited for more. "The man who showed me these things was a good man," continued Cheenbuk. "I do not know his name, but I liked him much. Yet I think he was not wise to fill his mouth with smoke and his inside with sickness." "Was he sick?" asked Adolay. "No he was not, but I was."
On the same evening, during a moonlight ramble, Adolay asked him to give her a little instruction in the Eskimo tongue, and, just before he retired for the night, his mother asked him if he intended to take the Indian girl as one of his wives. "You know, mother," was Cheenbuk's reply, "I have always differed from my friends about wives.
Adolay had obviously the artistic gift in embryo, for there was a decided effort to indicate form and motion, as well as to suggest an idea of perspective, for the woman and the tribal group were drawn much smaller than the foreground figures, and were placed on higher planes.
Her name was Adolay that being the Indian name for Summer. The other squaw was her mother. She was usually styled Isquay which means woman by her husband when he was at home, but, being a great hunter, he was not often at home.
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