gisiss

Updated: May 25, 2025

There on a tiny fire he laid tobacco and kinnikinnik, as Gisiss the Shining One burnt the rugged world rim at Vermont, and, tapping softly with one stick, he gazed upward, after the sacrificial thread of smoke, and sang in his own tongue: "Father, I burn tobacco, I smoke to Thee. I sing for my heart is singing." Pleasant chatter of the East was current by Rolf's bedside.

Ernest Thompson Seton - Rolf in the Woods