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Updated: June 18, 2025
"Ippegoo, I have work of more importance for you to do than spearing birds work that requires the wisdom of a young angekok." All Ujarak's backhanders vanished before this confidential remark, and the poor tool began to feel as if he were growing taller and broader even as he walked. "You know the hut of Okiok?" continued the wizard. "Yes; under the ice-topped cliff." "Well, Angut is there.
"I can't leave till I've heard the end of this most interesting story, so I'll just sleep in Ujarak's hut, if he will allow me, and thus avoid disturbing you by coming in late. Good-night." "Goo'-nite," responded Angut, and vanished from the scene. The wizard heaved a sigh.
Kabelaw took no notice of this juvenile observation, but, blowing the spark which she had at last evoked into a flame, expressed some doubt as to Ujarak's repentance, and said she had never seen him in a state of sorry-tude before. Whereupon Tumbler pertly rejoined that he had often seen him in a state of sulky-tude! The damage to the sledge was slight.
"I too am fond of trapping, and will go with you." He took the whip from Kabelaw, and guided the team. A few minutes, at the speed they were going, brought them close to a point or cape which, in the form of a frowning cliff two or three hundred feet high, jutted out into the sea. To round this, and place the great cape between them and the village, was Ujarak's aim.
There was a slight titter at this sly reference to the magnitude of the lies that would have to be taken in, but Ujarak's vanity rendered him invulnerable to such light shafts. After glaring round with impressive solemnity, so as to deepen the silence and intensify the expectation, he began: "It was about the time when the ravens lay their eggs and the small birds appear.
As it is, I don't care a puff of wind what they make of poor Ippegoo so long as they don't kill him; but I'm uneasy because I'm afraid the rascal Ujarak has some bad end in view in all this." "I'm quite sure of it," muttered Nuna, making a stab with her stick at the contents of her pot, as if Ujarak's heart were inside.
Down they flopped at once to rest, panting vehemently, and with tongues out; but they were not permitted to rest long, Ujarak's fear of pursuit was so great.
And truly Fortune or rather, God was indeed favouring the wicked man at that time, though not in the way that he imagined. In a few moments Ujarak's plans were laid. The opportunity was too good to be lost. "Where goes Nunaga to-day?" he asked quietly, on reaching the sledge. "To Moss Bay," answered Nunaga. "Has Nunaga forgotten the road?" asked Ujarak, with a slight look of surprise.
"Yes, of course," he replied; "tell your mother that your torngak no, you haven't got one yet that Ujarak's torngak told him in a vision that a visit to the lands of the far-south would do her good, would remove the pains that sometimes stiffen her joints, and the cough that has troubled her so much. So you will incline her to obey.
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