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To this the Eskimo made no answer, for he did not rightly understand it, and as the Captain found extreme difficulty in expressing his meaning on such questions, he was quite willing to drop the conversation. Nevertheless his respect for Chingatok was immensely increased from that day forward.
"Has Chingatok become a fool, like the Kablunets, since he left home?" he asked in a low voice. "Chingatok is not sure," replied the giant, gravely. "He has seen so much to puzzle him since he went away, that he sometimes feels foolish." The old Eskimo looked steadily at his son for a few moments, and shook his head. "I will speak to these men these foolish men," he said.
Now I told him that the Great Spirit is good, and does not wish men to go to war, and that He has written for us a law, namely, that we should `live peaceably with all men. Chingatok liked this very much, but then I had told him before, that the Great Spirit had told His ancient people the Jews to go and fight His enemies, and take possession of their lands.
Blackbeard is a great man a grand man but I think he is " Chingatok paused, shook his head, and touched his forehead with a look of significance worthy of a white man. "Why think you so, my son?" asked the old woman, sneezing, as a denser cloud than usual went up her nose. "Because he has come here to search for nothing." "Nothing, my son?" "Yes at least that is what he tried to explain to me.
These rude buildings were the abodes to which the good people migrated when summer heat became so great as to render their snow-huts sloppily disagreeable. In one of the huts sat Chingatok, his arms resting on his knees, his huge hands clasped, and his intelligent eyes fixed dreamily on the lamp-flame, over which his culinary mother was bending in busy sincerity.
"Confusion worse confounded!" gasped Leo, as he staggered past Alf with the last load on his shoulder. "And yet there must be order everywhere," observed Chingatok, when, after all were safely housed in Makitok's hut that evening, he heard Leo repeat that sentiment. "Why do you think so, Chingatok?" asked the Captain with some curiosity.
"Nay, mother," returned the giant with a soft smile, "if he will search for nothing he is sure to find it!" Chingatok sighed, for his mother did not see the joke. "Blackbeard," he continued with a grave, puzzled manner, "said that this world on which we stand floats in the air like a bird, and spins round!"
"Who made me?" he asked in a low tone, when floating alone one day in his kayak, or skin canoe, "whence came I? whither go I? What is this great sea on which I float? that land on which I tread? No sledge, no spear, no kayak, no snow-hut makes itself! Who made all that which I behold?" Chingatok looked around him, but no audible answer came from Nature.
"I see no particular reason to fear this `danger in the air. I'll go and consult Chingatok or his father on the point." "The ancient one, as you call him," said Benjy, "seems to be growing timid with age." "The youthful one," retorted the Captain, "seems to be growing insolent with age. Go, you scamp, and tell Amalatok I want to speak with him."
"Good, good," remarked the old chief, flinging the walrus rib at an intrusive dog with signal success, "I am glad to hear you say that, because I may want their help." Amalatok showed one symptom of true greatness a readiness to divest himself of prejudice. "For what do you require their help, father?" asked Chingatok.
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