To the kingdom of Ponemah, From the village of his childhood, Where he passed, the branches moved not, Where he trod, the grasses bent not, Four whole days he journeyed onward On the swinging log he crossed it, 66 Ay why do the living," said they, Wandered eastward, wandered westward, Thus was first made known to mortals XVI. PAU-PUK-KEEWIS. You shall hear how Pau-Puk-Keewis Whom the people called the Storm Fool, On the shores of Gitche Gumee, On the dunes of Nagow Wudjoo, Danced at Hiawatha's wedding, Now, in search of new adventures, From his lodge went Pau-Puk-Keewis, Came with speed into the village, Found the young men all assembled In the lodge of old lagoo, Listening to his monstrous stories, To his wonderful adventures. He was telling them the story Of Ojeeg, the Summer-Maker, How he made a hole in heaven, How he climbed up into heaven, And let out the summer-weather, The perpetual, pleasant Summer; How the Otter first essayed it; How the Beaver, Lynx, and Badger Tried in turn the great achievement, From the summit of the mountain Sinote their fists against the heavens, Smote against the sky their foreheads, Cracked the sky, but could not break it ; How the Wolverine, uprising, Made him ready for the encounter, Bent his knees down, like a squirrel, Drew his arms back, like a cricket. "Once he leaped," said old Iagoo, "Once he leaped, and lo! above him Bent the sky, as ice in rivers When the waters rise beneath it; Twice he leaped, and lo! above him Cracked the sky, as ice in rivers When the freshet is at highest ! Thrice he leaped, and lo! above him Broke the shattered sky asunder, And he disappeared within it, And Ojeeg, the Fisher Weasel, With a bound went in behind him!" "Hark you!" shouted Pau-Puk-Kee wis As he entered at the doorway; Then from out his pouch of wolf-skin Forth he drew, with solemn manner, |