So he bade Marten bring in all the fuel he could find,
and all there was of the oil of a porpoise; and this oil he so
multiplied by magic that there was ten times more of it. And they sat
them down and smoked, and told tales of old times; but it grew ever
colder and colder. And at midnight, when all was burnt out, Marten
froze to death, and then the grandmother, but the two giants smoked on,
and laughed and talked. Then the rocks out-of-doors split with the
cold, the great trees in the forest split; the sound thereof was as
thunder, but the Master and he who was born after his mother's death
laughed even louder. And so they sat until the sun rose. Then Glooskap
said to the dead woman, "_Noogume, numchahse_!" (M.) "Grandmother,
arise!" and to his boy, "_Abistanooch numchahse_!" "Marten,
arise!" and they arose, and went about their work.
And the morning being bright, they went forth far into the forest to
find game. But they got very little, for they caught only one small
beaver, and Glooskap gave up his share of this to Kitpooseagunow. And
he, taking the skin, fastened it to his garter, whence it dangled like
the skin of a mouse at the knee of a tall man. But as he went on
through the woods the skin grew larger and larger and larger, till it
broke away by its own weight. Then the giant twisted a mighty sapling
into a withe, and fastened it around his waist.
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