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Updated: June 14, 2025
Besides the light they shed, the aurora was shooting up into the zenith with a brilliancy that almost equalled that of moonlight, and with a vigour that made the beholder think there was a rustling sound. Indeed, some of the natives stoutly asserted that these lights did rustle but among Eskimos, as among ourselves, there are highly imaginative people. Oolalik was there of course.
Then, as we all know, our Indian Alizay has for long been efter the girl Idazoo. There's no accountin' for taste, Tonal'. I would sooner be married to a ship's figure-head myself, but that's his look-out, whatever. I hev also observed 'deed it would be difficult not to observe that the man Oolalik iss castin' sheep's-eyes at that girl Nootka.
She had me to hunt for her when father was killed, and she has me still." "You!" exclaimed Oolalik, with a look of scorn, "what are you? A hunter? No, only a fool who wants to be thought very brave, and would leave his mother and sister to the care of old men and boys while he goes away to fight with the Fire-spouters!
High above the rest was heard the juvenile voice of the delighted Anteek. What the fire-eater thought we cannot tell, but he had the wisdom to accept his punishment in silence, and listened with apparent interest while Oolalik concluded his remarks.
Nootka did not speak young women seldom do among savages, at least in the company of men, but she looked many and very unutterable things, which it is impossible, and would not be fair, to translate. "Will the others be back soon?" asked Mangivik. Oolalik looked over the rib and nodded. "Have they got much meat?" Again the young man nodded. "Good. There is nothing like meat, and plenty of it."
"Then you must come and live with me and love my country," said the Indian girl in a patronising tone. "What! and forsake Oolalik?" exclaimed the Eskimo maiden, with heightened colour and flashing eyes. "No, never. He will not melt, what ever else does." "Right, Nootka," exclaimed Adolay, with a laugh. "It would take a very hot sun indeed to melt Oolalik.
The battle was indeed a tough one; for the fire had got a firm hold, not only of the materials already mentioned, but also of a mass of canvas and cordage in what must have been the sail-maker's department, and the smoke was growing so dense that it was becoming difficult for the firemen to breathe. "Here! Nazinred, Oolalik, throw the biggest lumps you can lift over there."
"We may as well have some women with us," remarked Oolalik, with a pointed glance at Nootka, but Nootka took no notice of either the observation or the glance. Even Eskimo girls understand how to tease! "Will Cowlik go?" asked Cheenbuk. "Yes." Cowlik smiled, and was quite ready to go. "No, she won't," said Mrs Mangivik, with a positiveness almost European in its tone. "Very well."
Then, observing the half-amused, half-contemptuous looks of the men around him, he suddenly caught up the unfinished handle of a spear that leaned against the wall of the hut beside him, and made a desperate blow with it at the head of Oolalik. But that youth had expected some such demonstration, and was prepared for it.
Oolalik paused and directed attention to what may be called an object-lesson two men seated on his right hand. Both, although in the prime of life, looked feeble and prematurely old from wounds received in the fight referred to. One had been shot in the leg; the bone was broken, and that rendered him a cripple for life.
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