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"Songs!" shouted Simek, with an excited look; "have you songs? can you sing?" "Well, after a fashion I can," returned Rooney, with a modest look, "though I don't pretend to be much of a dab at it. Are you fond o' singin'?" "Fond!" echoed Simek, with a gaze of enthusiasm, "I love it! I love it nearly as much as I love Pussimek; better, far, than I love blubber! Ho! sing to us, Ridroonee."
It was fine healthy work, giving strength to the muscles, grace and activity to the frame, at the same time that it stimulated the appetite which the catfish were soon to appease. "It grows late," said Pussimek, "and will be dark before we get back to camp." "Never mind; who cares?" said the independent Sigokow, who was fond of "sport."
There was a sort of double hit intended here, which immensely tickled the Eskimos, who laughed heartily, for they are fond of a touch of sarcastic humour. "Yes, tell her again," they cried unanimously "for," added Pussimek, "we're not tired of it yet. Are we, Pussi?"
As for Pussimek, she did not wait for assistance, but being of a lively and active, as well as a stout and cheery disposition, she set off at a pace which caused her tail to fly straight out behind her, and made it difficult for Simek to keep up with her.
Alive and dead at the same time!" "Impossible!" cried Pussimek. "Ridiculous!" cried every one else. "Huk!" ejaculated old Kannoa, wrinkling up her mild face and exposing her toothless gums in a stupendous chuckle. "Yes, impossible! But I think he does not tell many lies," said Nuna apologetically. "I think he only does it a little.
Kannoa, a very old dried-up but lively woman with sparkling black eyes, also formed one of the group. "Won't we be happy!" whispered Pussimek, when Ujarak spoke in glowing terms of the abundance that was in prospect. She followed up the whisper by hugging the baby. "Yes, a good time is coming," said the mother of Ippegoo, with a pleasant nod. "We will keep the cooking-lamps blazing night and "
"But tell me," cried Issek, the stern mother of Arbalik, "what does the Kablunet say the people eat in his own land?" "They eat no whales," said Nuna; "they have no whales." "No whales!" exclaimed Pussimek, with a `huk' of surprise! "No; no whales," said Nuna "and no bears," she added impressively. "Eat grass!" exclaimed the mother of Arbalik. "So he says, and also beasts that have horns "
His mission was to reach the village, and fetch Nuna, Pussimek, Kunelik, Sigokow, and his own mother, in one of the oomiaks or women's boats when open water should permit. It was while our Eskimos were thus idly waiting for their wives, that the before-mentioned southern Eskimos arrived, and met them with every demonstration of friendliness and good-will.
"He will go to hold converse with his numerous torngaks," whispered old Kannoa to Pussimek. "He will go to visit Okiok, and see the Kablunet, and court Nunaga," thought the jealous and suspicious Ujarak. And Ujarak was right; yet he dared not follow, for he feared the grave, thoughtful man, in spite of his determination to regard and treat him with lofty disdain.
Gradually, as appetite was satisfied, tongues were loosened, and information about the wonderful foreigner, which had been fragmentary at first, flowed in a copious stream. Then commentary and question began in right earnest. "Have some more mikiak?" said Mrs Okiok to Pussimek. "No," replied Mrs P, with a sigh.
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