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Updated: September 10, 2025
"I am not yet stout enough to fight the bears," he said with a half-sad look, "but I am stout enough to look on, and perhaps the sight of it might stir up my blood and make me feel stronger." Old Mangivik, who was sitting close by, heaved a deep sigh at this point.
You turn the toe up this way, and the heel down that way, and shove your needle in so, and then " "I am very sure," interrupted Mrs Mangivik, "that little Doocheek has gone down there. There's not another little boy in the tribe but himself would dare to do it."
As the women stood about in all directions looking on, and sending back the ball when it chanced to be kicked out of bounds, it may be said to have been an exceedingly sociable game. Old Mangivik took great interest, though no part, in it, and Mrs M was not a whit behind him in enthusiastic applause whenever a good kick was given.
The examination of the various parts occupied a considerable time. The mode of ascertaining names had been already discovered, and looks of admiration require no translation, so that the three women were deeply engaged in a most interesting talk when Cheenbuk and his father entered the hut after the conference. "Ribs, ribs and slices! Quick, woman," cried Mangivik cheerily as he sat down.
On concluding his narrative the excited lad applied himself to his yet untasted piece of blubber, and Nootka plied him with questions, while Oolalik rose and went off to assist his comrades, whose voices could now be heard as they shouted to the women and children of the colony to come and help them to carry up the meat. Soon afterwards the Mangivik family received another visitor.
With this answer the old lady had to be content, for she could extract nothing more from her son after that but a smile. As for old Mangivik, he asked and said nothing, but he thought much.
"Surely you are not fond of him!" exclaimed Mangivik, regarding his daughter with a look of anxiety. "You know that I'm not," answered the girl, playfully hitting her sire on the back with the flap of her tail. "Of course not of course not; you could not be fond of an ugly walrus like him," said the father, replying to her pleasantry by fondly patting her knee.
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