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Updated: September 10, 2025
"Will Adolay come for a drive?" said our gallant Eskimo one day when the sun had risen near enough to the eastern horizon to almost, but not quite, extinguish the stars. "We go to seek for walruses." The Indian maiden was sitting at the time in the snow residence which belonged to Mangivik.
Under the cliffs there were many sheltered places, but the juvenile members of the community were playing there, and would certainly intrude. Out on the floes was an exposed place to vision as well as to wind and drift. What was left to him, then, but the ship? Hurrying through the village in order to carry out his plans, the boy encountered Mrs Mangivik at the entrance to her hut.
"Do without them, then," observed Mangivik sharply; "why should we want things that we never had, and don't need? Listen to me, young men for I see by your looks that some of you would like a little fighting, even if we had the spouting things, we could not make them spout." "That is a lie!" exclaimed Gartok, with the simple straightforwardness peculiar to the uncivilised.
The subject of this eulogium was meanwhile giving a graphic and much more truthful account of the expedition to Adolay, Mangivik, his mother, and a select circle of friends; yet, although he did his best, like Aglootook, to convey an adequate impression of what they had seen, we make bold to say that the utmost power of language in the one, and of imagination in the other, failed to fill the minds of those unsophisticated natives with a just conception of the truth.
"Don't you think," said the old man suggestively, "that you could give him a chance of getting what he likes without going so far from home?" "No, I don't choose to fight for the sake of pleasing every fool who delights to brag and look fierce." Mrs Mangivik laughed at this, and her daughter giggled, but the old man shook his head as if he had hoped better things of the young one.
At all events Mrs Mangivik smiled as if she were satisfied, and re-entered her hut, where Nootka was engaged in conversation with Adolay, while she taught her how to make Eskimo boots. "Did not Cheenbuk forbid every one to go near the big kayak while the men were away?" demanded the woman. "Yes he did," answered Nootka, without raising her eyes. "Now look here, Ad-dolay.
"You are not pleased to-day, Mangivik," said a middle-aged woman who issued from the hut at the moment and sat down beside the man. "No, woman, I am not," he answered shortly. Mangivik meant no disrespect by addressing his wife thus. "Woman" was the endearing term used by him on all occasions when in communication with her. "What troubles you? Are you hungry?" "No.
Of course the narration served to strengthen the bonds of friendship which had already been formed between the Mangivik family and the Indian girl, who had been thus unexpectedly added to their circle. That evening Nootka begged her brother to give her a lesson in the Dogrib language.
Mangivik wore a coat or shirt of seal-skin with a hood to it, and his legs were encased in boots of the same material, which were long enough to cover nearly the whole of each leg and meet the skirt of the coat. The feet of the boots were of tough walrus-hide, and there was a short peak to the coat behind.
"Tell your mother how you got hold of her," said Mangivik, whose teeth were next moment fastened in a steak. Cheenbuk made no reply. Eskimo manners did not require an answer in the circumstances.
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