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"Yes," said she provokingly; "doesn't it?" "You know, you're hardly fair to me," he asserted. "I'm rapidly beginning to entertain doubts of my senses. When I left the train at Nokomis station I met a man I know as well as I know myself pretty nearly; and he denied me to my face. Then, a little later, I encounter a strange, mad Bengali, who apparently takes me for somebody he has business with.

Then Fleet Deer, the father, spoke: "I wish my son to know the tale of the White Canoe and how a great warrior honored his parents." Nokomis had no request. She was a fine story-teller herself and interested in hearing everything that might be related. Then, to the joy of his hearers, the story-teller began.

"Here I go to work and promote McBride to the Retriever to make room for his mate in the Nokomis, and now I have to recall Mac and give the Retriever to All Hands And Feet until she gets back to Grays Harbor; in consequence of which Mac hasn't a thing to do for four months and draws full pay for doing it, and later I've got to provide a permanent place for All Hands And Feet!

In the hut, Rutton lay dead of poison; somewhere amongst the dunes the babu lay in his blood, shot to death foully murdered, the world would say. Should these things become known, he would be detained indefinitely in Nokomis as a witness if, indeed, he escaped a graver charge. It was, then, with a mind burdened with black anxiety that he went to arouse Doggott.

Such youths are always forced into the silence.... I often think of the education of Hiawatha by old Nokomis, the endless and perfect analogies of the forest and stream and field, by which a child with vision can gain the story of life. Repeatedly we have discussed the maiden who sustained France her girlhood in the forests of Domremy.

Listen! the children are singing. What do they say? It is the song of the fireflies that we hear. Nokomis has chanted the same words and melody for many a lullaby, and she keeps time, singing the same song: "Wau wau tay see, wau wau tay see, Flitting white fire insect, Waving white fire bug, Give me light before I go to bed, Give me light before I go to sleep!

"I heard a new one last moon," answered Nokomis. "Our village story-teller has traveled far from our camp. He visited another tribe and heard all their stories. I will tell you the tale he told about the first strawberries: "In the very earliest times a young girl became so angry one day that she ran away from home.

"You're talking of the day you met Doggott at Nokomis station?" interposed his employer from the stand he had taken at one side of the fireplace, his back to the broad hearth whereon blazed a grateful driftwood fire. Amber looked up inquiringly, nodding an unspoken affirmative. "It was my fault that he er prevaricated, I'm afraid; as he says, it was by my order."

I remember how "Hiawatha" came out, when one was a boy, and how delightful was the free forest life, and Minnehaha, and Paupukkeewis, and Nokomis. One did not then know that the same charm, with a yet fresher dew upon it, was to meet one later, in the "Kalewala."

To one side of it is fastened a white doeskin bag which is trimmed with beautiful fringes and beadwork. Can this be a baby's cradle? Nokomis, the grandmother, opens the bag, which is laced down the middle with colored strings. She makes a bed of soft moss upon the hard board and lays the papoose very straight in its little frame.