The white canoe, and other legends of the Ojibways . ndpine cones. Her moccasins were torn and her feet werebleeding. She w^as benumbed with cold and herbody was sore with the weight she had carriedall day. It was such a long way from the warm,safe lodge on the border of the forest, and shewas so lonely, and as she bent over the fire rakingthe twigs together, a few tears fell with hissinglittle splashes in the hot ashes. Just then there was a rustling in the branchesoverhead, a crash as of something falling I04 The White Canoe through the boughs, and a young raccoon droppedupon the ground at O
The white canoe, and other legends of the Ojibways . ndpine cones. Her moccasins were torn and her feet werebleeding. She w^as benumbed with cold and herbody was sore with the weight she had carriedall day. It was such a long way from the warm,safe lodge on the border of the forest, and shewas so lonely, and as she bent over the fire rakingthe twigs together, a few tears fell with hissinglittle splashes in the hot ashes. Just then there was a rustling in the branchesoverhead, a crash as of something falling I04 The White Canoe through the boughs, and a young raccoon droppedupon the ground at O-me-mes feet. Her heart leaped with joy, and faith in her fa-thers promises rushed back to her. He had toldher that food would be provided, and he had kepthis word. He said she would be safe if sheobeyed, and now she knew there could be nothingto fear. While the tears dried upon her cheeks she setto work to dress the animal. Soon the kettle wasbubbling over the fire, and, after a savory meal,she gathered the baby close to her and lay downand And Other Legends 105 CHAPTER III. Another days journey and again the sun wasdropping low to the tree-tops when O-me-nie be-gan to look about her for a place to camp for thenight. Again she was weary and faint with hun-ger, but now she was happy, for all her fatherspromises were being fulfilled. She was a daysjourney nearer the lodge in the Land of the Set-ting Sun, and not a sign had she seen of thegiant of the forest, the evil Wen-di-goe. She turned aside into a ravine where she hopedto find a sheltered place where she might buildher fire, when suddenly, out of the shadows be-hind her came a voice calling, Bak-ah! Bak-ah! Stop! Stop! Not only did O-me-mes feet pause in theirtracks at the summons, but her heart stood stillin her bosom, for she knew it could be none otherthan the great giant against whom her father hadwarned her. Only a moment did she pause, then all weari- io6 The White Canoe ness fell from her and she sped forward
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