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Updated: June 11, 2025
Many men in their cups become lachrymose, others silly, and some combative. The fiery liquor had the latter effect on Kajo. Issuing from his place of retirement with a fiendish yell and glaring eyes, he made an insane attack on Angut. That Eskimo, having no desire to hurt the man, merely stepped lightly out of his way and let him pass.
Any feelings of revenge that may have lingered in the breast of Angut were dissipated like a summer cloud when he saw the thin worn frame, and the pale haggard countenance, of the poor wizard. He went forward at once, and, kneeling beside him, took hold of one of his hands. "You you forgive me, I see?" said Ujarak, anxiously.
I think, and I understand leastwise to some extent, and I feel in mind and heart." "Now will I answer," said Angut. "Everything tells me that the Great Spirit is good, and the Maker of all things. I look, and I see Him in the things that exist. I listen, and I hear Him in the whispering wind, in the running water, in the voice of man and beast.
If you did not love her, I would hate her. To me she is not of so much value as the snout of a seal." The wizard seemed pacified, for his frown relaxed, and after a few moments' thought he went on savagely "Angut also loves Nunaga." "The madman! the insolent! the fool!" exclaimed Ippegoo; "what can he expect but death?"
Indeed I remember puttin' the same question, or somethin' like it, to a learned man in my country, and he said it is beyond the knowledge of the wisest men that have ever lived so it's no wonder that it's beyond you and me." "But the Great Spirit is good," said Angut, rather as if he were soliloquising than addressing his friend.
Few were the words of welcome uttered by Angut, for Eskimos are not addicted to ceremonial; nevertheless, with the promptitude of one ever ready to learn, he seized his visitor's hand, and shook it heartily in the manner which Rooney had taught him with the slight mistake that he shook it from side to side instead of up and down.
"But surely," urged Simek, "if so many spirits speak to you, they must tell you something?" "They tell me much," replied Angut in a contemplative tone, "but nothing about hunting." "Have you no opinion, then, on that subject?" "Yes, I have an opinion, and it is strong. Let all the hunters go south after seals without delay; but I will not go. I shall go among the icebergs alone."
Angut looked gravely at the speaker for a moment or two, and shook his head. Dead silence prevailed. Then in a voice that was unusually soft and deep he said: "I am no angekok. No torngak ever speaks to me.
I often wonder that they think so little, and think so foolishly; but I do not speak much about it; it only makes them fear that I am growing mad." "I have never asked you, Angut do your tribes in the north here hold the same wild notions about the earth and heavens as the southern Eskimos do?" "I believe they do," replied Angut; "but I know not all they think in the south.
"What is the danger that threatens, think you?" asked Rooney; "you must have some notion about it." "I know not, but I guess," answered Angut, with a sternness that surprised his companion. "Ippegoo is a poor tool in the hands of a bad man. He comes from Ujarak, and he asks too earnestly for Nunaga. Ujarak is fond of Nunaga." Rooney looked pointedly and gravely at Angut.
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