And the old man, seeing this, said, "This time I have lost my
daughter!"
Yet the young man had more to do; for the chief said, "There is here a
man who has never been beaten in running, and thou must strive with him
in that and overcome him, to win thy wife." And the race was appointed;
but ere it came off he that was Mikumwess lent to his friend the magic
pipe to give him power. [Footnote: It may be observed that Indian magic
depends on fetich, or objects having innate power. Glooskap himself
relies on his belt, and when he lends it to Marten, the boy becomes
"manitoo," as the more Western Indians term it. There is in the early
red Indian mythology really no God; only more or less powerful
magicians.] And when he that was the racer of the village met the young
man, the youth said, "Who art thou?" and he replied, "I am Wey-ad-esk"
(the Northern Lights, M.); "but who art thou?" And he answered, "I am
Wosogwodesk" (the Chain Lightning). And they ran. In an instant they
were no longer in sight; they were far away over the most distant
hills. Then all sat and waited, and ere it was noon he that was the
Chain Lightning returned, and he was not out of breath, nor weary, and
he had gone round the world. And at evening they saw the Northern
Lights return, and he trembled and quivered with fatigue; yet for all
that he had not been round the world, but had turned back.
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