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Updated: June 13, 2025
"Now, you two fellers come out doors and learn your lessons," said the father, lighting his pipe, and putting on a very stern and dignified look. The boys tumbled over each other in their eagerness to get into the open air. Hans followed them, while Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock busied herself about her household duties.
The obliging woman instantly darted forward, and Hans proceeded to his task with such trembling eagerness that there was danger of its failure. First flattening the gum between his thumb and finger, he dropped it upon one of the fish, where it instantly dissolved like butter. He was busy stirring this, when his partner entered. "Good man," said she; "kind to Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock."
"Dunder! ish it pizen?" asked Hans, in English. "Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock will kill me deat if I pizen her." "It will not kill her; it will only put her in a sleep from which she will awake after a few hours." "Quanonshet and Madokawandock will have to take it too, for they don't sleep any more than she does." "There is enough for all.
His precaution proved timely and prudent, for he had hardly ensconsed himself in his new position, when he caught a glimpse of Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock through the branches, and shrunk further out of sight. From his secure hiding-place, the valorous husband watched her proceedings.
Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock was too thoroughly loyal for her to be suspected of any disposition to aid the prisoner in escape; and whatever might be the wishes of Hans Vanderbum, he was too stupid and lazy to be taken into account.
"Going to work, to plant the corn, to get food for you and Quanonshet and Madokawandock when the snow falls." "Very kind, clever woman; good frau is mine Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock." "What are you going to do?" asked the wife, as the two passed out the wigwam. "Going to shmoke and meditate meditate hard," replied Hans Vanderbum, impressively. "Can't you think as well while you're fishing?"
Hans Vanderbum sat and gazed at his wife with an admiring eye, as she busied herself with the preparations of the morning meal. Hoping to mollify her, he commenced flattering her, speaking in a low tone as if it were not his wish that she should hear him, but taking good care, at the same time, that nothing should escape her ears. "Shplendid figger, Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock has got.
Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock being in the habit of frequently indulging in the use of tobacco, her husband was not deprived entirely of his solace. Going into the wigwam, he unbosomed his griefs to her, and she kindly loaned him her own pipe. "I hopes dere ain't no powder in dat," he remarked, glancing uneasily into the bowl.
"Dat is purty goot," he mused, "and I will soon got a lot more, and my Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock will feel goot too, when I takes 'em home. She won't Dunder and Blixen!" The limb upon which he was seated suddenly broke short off, and Hans dropped into the river out of sight. But such a ponderous body as his could not sink, and upon coming to the surface, he paddled hurriedly to the shore.
My brave warriors, I will show you," she exclaimed, springing at them in such a perfect fury that they tore out of the wigwam and were seen no more. "My dear Hans." "My dear, good Keewaygooshturkumkankangewock! de same shape all de way down." And the loving wife and husband embraced with all the fervor of youthful lovers.
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