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Sleep now, and rest, oh! my Tenas Tyee, she said." The Chief unfolded his arms, and his voice took another tone as he said, "What do you call that story a legend?" "The white people would call it an allegory," I answered. He shook his head. "No savvy," he smiled. I explained as simply as possible, and with his customary alertness he immediately understood. "That's right," he said.
Only make it little, young oh, very tenas that I can carry it about with me. I'll paint it. Will you make me one, Hoolool?" The woman sat still, a peculiar stillness that came of half fear, half unutterable relief, and wholly of inspiration. Then she caught up the boy, and her arms clung about him as if they would never release him. One of them has sent you this dream, my little April Eyes."
And Maarda and he fought the dread enemy hour after hour, day after day. Bereft of its mother's care, the Tenas Klootchman turned to Maarda, laughed to her, crowed to her, until her lonely heart embraced the child as a still evening embraces a tempestuous day. Once she had a long, terrible fight with herself.
They sat down together on the floor, and she patted Frona's hand lovingly, peering, meanwhile, blear-eyed and misty, into her face. "Ay, it is Neepoosa, grown old quickly after the manner of our women. Neepoosa, who dandled thee in her arms when thou wast a child. Neepoosa, who gave thee thy name, Tenas Hee-Hee.
Then across the silence broke the little murmuring sound of the baby half crooning, half crying, indoors, the little cradleless baby that, homeless, had entered her home. Maarda returned, and, lifting the basket, again arranged the wrappings. "The Tenas Klootchman shall have this cradle," she said, gently. The sick woman turned her face to the wall and sobbed.
Weeks and months went by, still the Tenas Tyee would swim daily searching for that heart of greed; and each morning the sunrise glinted on his slender young copper-colored body as he stood with outstretched arms at the tip of Brockton Point, greeting the coming day and then plunging from the summit into the sea.
He has supported his mother in comfort for two years, and he isn't full grown yet." "Who is he?" I asked, with keen interest. "His name is Tenas," replied the officer. "His mother is a splendid woman. 'Hoolool, they call her. She is quite the best carver of Totem Poles on the North Coast." The Wolf-Brothers
The fishermen and prospectors had almost forgotten the time when she had not lived alone with her little son, "Tenas," for although Big Joe, her husband, had been dead but four years, time travels slowly north of Queen Charlotte Sound, and four years on the "Upper Coast" drag themselves more leisurely than twelve at the mouth of the Fraser River.
"Kalitan Tenas," was the brief reply. "Where are we?" was the next question. "Near to Pilchickamin River." "Where is a camp?" "There," said the boy, pointing toward a clump of pine-trees. "Ours." Ted by this time was tired of his own unwonted silence, and he came up to Kalitan, holding out his hand.
"And at his home on the north shore his mother dressed his bed with fresh furs each morning. The seasons drifted by, winter followed summer, summer followed winter. But it was four years before the Tenas Tyee found the centre of the great salt-chuck oluk and plunged his hunting-knife into its evil heart. In its death-agony it writhed through the Narrows, leaving a trail of blackness on the waters.
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