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"Thus," added Souwanas, "the buzzard is the most despised of birds, because he is such an ugly fellow, with his featherless head and neck, and because his disagreeable odor taints the sweet air wherever he goes." A Moonlight Trip on the Lake The Legend of the Orphan Boy His Appeal to the Man in the Moon How He Conquered His Enemies. Moonlight nights in the Northland are often very beautiful.
A generous lunch, with the indispensable tea kettle, was placed in the canoe by careful Mary, who, as usual, was angry that the children were to be so long under the witchery of old Souwanas.
When this happened the penalty was to have the children throw a shawl over her head and thus silence her. From their loving hands she quietly took her punishment and was soon restored to good nature. Good-hearted Souwanas then speedily responded to the call for a story. But the little Souwanaquenapeke must be, if awake, in his arms, or, if asleep, in a little hammock or native cradle beside him.
"Tell us a story about Nanahboozhoo." "Who shall be the story-teller?" There was a hearty call for "Souwanas!" On coming in from investigating the weather, but a few minutes before, Souwanas had seated himself on a robe and was now enjoying his calumet, or pipe.
This was quickly decided upon, and that there might be no mistake a piece of bark was quickly cut from a birch tree and a few lines written upon it telling the good mother in the home that they had met Souwanas, and that he was entertaining the children with Nanahboozhoo stories and would be with them to dinner.
Although he was a big fellow he feared to again threaten her who, although she seemed but an ordinary-sized Indian maiden, possessed the strength that had enabled her to give him such a thrashing." The Pathetic Love Story of Waubenoo The Treachery of Gray Wolf The Legend of the Whisky Jack. "It came about in this way," said Souwanas, "and it is such a sad story about beautiful Waubenoo."
Souwanas and their father were chatting together while the children were turning the ducks and rabbits over. "See what red eyes some of the ducks have," said Sagastao. "They look as though they had been crying." "Guess you would have cried too," rather indignantly replied Minnehaha, "if you had been shot as they were."
"What is the use, sakehou," he protested, "of your being in a pet because baby was not named Papewpenases? The name they gave her pleased everybody else; you must be pleased too." "If you are cross and won't speak to us we will go and run away to Souwanas; won't we?" said Minnehaha.
For a time there was quite a deadlock, as no name could be decided upon. "Now that you have all spoken," said Souwanas, "and cannot come to any agreement, I, as chief, will make the final decision. This is the first white child born among us, as Sagastao and Minnehaha, whom we all love, were born at Norway House, among the Crees.
"How very kind that was of the old man's daughters," said Minnehaha. "I don't know about that," said the more matter-of-fact Sagastao; "folks sometimes get into trouble by taking up everything that comes along. Remember that old rascal that humbugged father." But Souwanas, remembering his promise, adroitly shunted off the youngsters and resumed his story.
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