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Updated: June 23, 2025
When the unfortunate Alizay was felled by the Eskimo, as we have described, he lay for a considerable time in a state of insensibility, but he was by no means killed not even seriously damaged for Cheenbuk's intense dislike to take life had not only induced him to drop the knife with which the Indian girl had supplied him to cut his cords, but inclined him to use his ponderous fist with moderation, so that Alizay, on recovering, found himself none the worse, except for a severe headache and an unnaturally large bridge to his nose.
Alizay was sent off in a canoe much to the satisfaction of Mowat for that forgotten keg of screw-nails which had lain so heavy on his mind, and the old chief was supplied with unlimited tobacco, and allowed to wander about at will, under the agreeable impression that he was superintendent-general of the works.
I will watch him till morning: after that he will need no more watching." Alizay looked sharply at the Eskimo while he uttered these words, perhaps to ascertain whether he understood their drift, but Cheenbuk's visage was immovable, and his eyes were fixed, as if in meditation, on the moon, which just then was beginning to rise over the cliffs and shed a softened light over the Indian village.
None of the young men dared to touch him." "Was the young brave Alizay afraid to touch him?" asked the guide, with a sly glance at the younger woman. At this Idazoo flushed and looked up angrily. "No," she said sharply; "Alizay fears nothing." Bartong took no notice of the remark, but continued gravely to question the other. "Was Nazinred very fond of his daughter?" he asked. "Yes, very."
It was therefore with a feeling of relief that he at length observed a faint glow of light in the sky, which indicated the rising of the moon. Soon afterwards a dark figure was seen approaching. It was Alizay, the blood-thirsty brave, who had come to relieve guard.
Alizay and Magadar, and many of our braves especially the young ones think that a fiery spirit, that flares up like powder, and is always ready to fight, is the right one. You and our old chief think that gentleness and forbearance and unwillingness to fight till you cannot help it is the right spirit. How do you know which is right? You and the war-lovers cannot both be right!"
"Death to them both!" yelled Alizay. For a few minutes the Indians followed the lanes of open water, till their turnings began to appear somewhat complicated; then the warlike spirit became a little subdued. Presently one of the Indians discovered or thought he discovered that the lead of water was narrowing, and that the ice was closing in.
There was no lack of guiding sounds now, for the moment Idazoo managed to clear her mouth of the gag she began and continued a series of shrieks and yells which were intensified in vigour by the fact that she gradually became hysterical as well as wrathful. The first to reach the spot was Alizay.
Quick as lightning Alizay, with his free hand, drew his scalping-knife and struck at the Eskimo's shoulder, but not less quick was Cheenbuk in releasing the throat and catching the Indian's wrist with a grip that rendered it powerless. For a minute the Eskimo remained motionless, considering how best to render his adversary insensible without killing him. That minute cost him dear.
"That is strange," muttered the chief; "my brother must have pointed too high so high that it has gone into the sun, for I never yet saw a bullet fired over water without coming down and making a splash." "It may have hit a canoe," said Alizay. "I will try again." The second shot was, to all appearance, not more effective than the first. "Perhaps my brother forgot to put in the balls."
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