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Updated: June 29, 2025
"But we do want fighting," retorted Gartok firmly; "we want the pretty coloured things that the Fire-spouters sew on their clothes and shoes; also the iron things they have for cutting wood; and we want the spouters, which will make us more than a match for them in war; and we can't get all these things without fighting."
"And you will accompany us," said Cheenbuk, turning to the magician with a nod of approval. "When we go on an errand of peace we need our wisest men with us, men whose knowledge and experience will make the Fire-spouters think much of us, and men who don't like fighting." "Now, then," continued the Eskimo, turning again to the young men, "who will go?
We will take our spears and bows to procure food, but not to fight, for I go to make friends with the Fire-spouters and the white traders. So, if any one wants to fight," he looked at Raventik here, but that fire-eater happened to be absent-minded at the moment, and sat with downcast eyes, "to fight," he repeated with emphasis, "he will have to remain at home and fight the walrus or the women!"
There was a general laugh at the expense of the magician, for his mental powers were inferior to those of Cheenbuk, and he felt himself unable to see through the entanglement of his logic. "Boh!" he ejaculated, with a sweep of his long arm, as if to clear away such ridiculous arguments. "What stuff is this that I hear? Surely Cheenbuk has been smitten with the folly of the Fire-spouters.
"You will always keep well out of sight in advance of us," said Gartok to this scout, "and the first sight you get of the Fire-spouters, shove in to some quiet place, land, haul up your kayak, and creep near them through the bushes as quietly and cleverly as if you were creeping up to a bear or a walrus. Then come back and tell us what you have seen.
Ever since I was hurt by the Fire-spouters you have been kind to me, and now you would save my life if you could. But it is too late. You have known right, and done it." "You mistake," rejoined Cheenbuk gravely. "Like you, I have known right but I have not always done it; only sometimes.
"The dirty walrus!" exclaimed Mrs Mangivik, with as much vigour as if she had been civilised, "he shall never have Nootka. As for fighting with the Fire-spouters, I only hope that if he does go to do so, he will get killed and never come back." "H'm!" grunted Mangivik, "if he does get killed he's not likely to come back."
Then we will drive to the place where we have left our kayaks and oomiaks, some of us will go to Waruskeek, and some to pay a visit to the Fire-spouters at Whale River. Give me another lump, Nootka. The last was a little one, and I am hungry." The grandeur of Cheenbuk's plan, as compared with Aglootook's suggestion, was so great that the poor magician collapsed. Anteek looked at him.
"Why, then, do you still come against us with fire-spouters?" asked Cheenbuk. "Because my people will have it so," returned the red man. "I do what I can to stop them, but I am only one, and there are many against me."
I can't understand how the Fire-spouters could hit it without the little thing going through my back first." "I wish all the Fire-spouters were deep in the inside of a whale's belly," growled Ondikik, whose wound was beginning to render him feverish and rusty. "Arrows and spears can be pulled out, but when the little spouter things go in we don't know where they go to.
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