So did the Indian and his wife; the Chenoo, with softened soul,
went with them. Now he was becoming a man like other men. Before going
they built a canoe for the old man: they did not cover it with birch bark;
they made it of moose-skin. [Footnote: "The Indians have several names
for a canoe: _Kwedun_ (M.); _A'kweden_ (P.); _N'tooal_
(M.), my canoe or my water-craft of any kind; _Mooseoolk_, a canoe
covered with moose-skin (M.); _Skogumoolk_ (M..), a new canoe;
_N'canoolk_ (M.), an old canoe."--Rand manuscript. To these may
be added the different patterns of canoes peculiar to different tribes,
as for instance the Mohawk, which is broad, with peculiar ends, etc.]
In it they placed a part of their venison and skins. The Chenoo took
his place in it; they took the lead, he followed.
And after winding on with the river, down rapids and under forest-boughs,
they came out into the sunshine, on a broad, beautiful lake. But
suddenly, when midway in the water, the Chenoo laid flat in the canoe,
as if to hide himself. And to explain this he said that be had just then
been discovered by another Chenoo, who was standing on the top of a
mountain, whose dim blue outline could just be seen stretching far away
to the north. "He has seen me," he said, "but he cannot see you. Nor can
he behold me now; but should he discover me again, his wrath will be
roused.
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