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With a wooden wedge he raised it;

Stripped it from the trunk unbroken。

  〃Give me of your boughs; O Cedar!

Of your strong and pliant branches;

My canoe to make more steady;

Make more strong and firm beneath me!〃

  Through the summit of the Cedar

Went a sound; a cry of horror;

Went a murmur of resistance;

But it whispered; bending downward;

'Take my boughs; O Hiawatha!〃

  Down he hewed the boughs of cedar;

Shaped them straightway to a framework;

Like two bows he formed and shaped them;

Like two bended bows together。

  〃Give me of your roots; O Tamarack!

Of your fibrous roots; O Larch…tree!

My canoe to bind together;

So to bind the ends together

That the water may not enter;

That the river may not wet me!〃

  And the Larch; with all its fibres;

Shivered in the air of morning;

Touched his forehead with its tassels;

Slid; with one long sigh of sorrow。

〃Take them all; O Hiawatha!〃

  From the earth he tore the fibres;

Tore the tough roots of the Larch…tree;

Closely sewed the bark together;

Bound it closely to the frame…work。

  〃Give me of your balm; O Fir…tree!

Of your balsam and your resin;

So to close the seams together

That the water may not enter;

That the river may not wet me!〃

  And the Fir…tree; tall and sombre;

Sobbed through all its robes of darkness;

Rattled like a shore with pebbles;

Answered wailing; answered weeping;

〃Take my balm; O Hiawatha!〃

  And he took the tears of balsam;

Took the resin of the Fir…tree;

Smeared therewith each seam and fissure;

Made each crevice safe from water。

  〃Give me of your quills; O Hedgehog!

All your quills; O Kagh; the Hedgehog!

I will make a necklace of them;

Make a girdle for my beauty;

And two stars to deck her bosom!〃

  From a hollow tree the Hedgehog

With his sleepy eyes looked at him;

Shot his shining quills; like arrows;

Saying with a drowsy murmur;

Through the tangle of his whiskers;

〃Take my quills; O Hiawatha!〃

  From the ground the quills he gathered;

All the little shining arrows;

Stained them red and blue and yellow;

With the juice of roots and berries;

Into his canoe he wrought them;

Round its waist a shining girdle;

Round its bows a gleaming necklace;

On its breast two stars resplendent。

  Thus the Birch Canoe was builded

In the valley; by the river;

In the bosom of the forest;

And the forest's life was in it;

All its mystery and its magic;

All the lightness of the birch…tree;

All the toughness of the cedar;

All the larch's supple sinews;

And it floated on the river

Like a yellow leaf in Autumn;

Like a yellow water…lily。

  Paddles none had Hiawatha;

Paddles none he had or needed;

For his thoughts as paddles served him;

And his wishes served to guide him;

Swift or slow at will he glided;

Veered to right or left at pleasure。

  Then he called aloud to Kwasind;

To his friend; the strong man; Kwasind;

Saying; 〃Help me clear this river

Of its sunken logs and sand…bars。〃

  Straight into the river Kwasind

Plunged as if he were an otter;

Dived as if he were a beaver;

Stood up to his waist in water;

To his arm…pits in the river;

Swam and scouted in the river;

Tugged at sunken logs and branches;

With his hands he scooped the sand…bars;

With his feet the ooze and tangle。

  And thus sailed my Hiawatha

Down the rushing Taquamenaw;

Sailed through all its bends and windings;

Sailed through all its deeps and shallows;

While his friend; the strong man; Kwasind;

Swam the deeps; the shallows waded。

  Up and down the river went they;

In and out among its islands;

Cleared its bed of root and sand…bar;

Dragged the dead trees from its channel;

Made its passage safe and certain;

Made a pathway for the people;

From its springs among the mountains;

To the waters of Pauwating;

To the bay of Taquamenaw。







VIII



HIAWATHA'S FISHING



Forth upon the Gitche Gumee;

On the shining Big…Sea…Water;

With his fishing…line of cedar;

Of the twisted bark of cedar;

Forth to catch the sturgeon Nahma;

Mishe…Nahma; King of Fishes;

In his birch canoe exulting

All alone went Hiawatha。

  Through the clear; transparent water

He could see the fishes swimming

Far down in the depths below him;

See the yellow perch; the Sahwa;

Like a sunbeam in the water;

See the Shawgashee; the craw…fish;

Like a spider on the bottom;

On the white and sandy bottom。

  At the stern sat Hiawatha;

With his fishing…line of cedar;

In his plumes the breeze of morning

Played as in the hemlock branches;

On the bows; with tail erected;

Sat the squirrel; Adjidaumo;

In his fur the breeze of morning

Played as in the prairie grasses。

  On the white sand of the bottom

Lay the monster Mishe…Nahma;

Lay the sturgeon; King of Fishes;

Through his gills he breathed the water;

With his fins he fanned and winnowed;

With his tail he swept the sand…floor。

  There he lay in all his armor;

On each side a shield to guard him;

Plates of bone upon his forehead;

Down his sides and back and shoulders

Plates of bone with spines projecting

Painted was he with his war…paints;

Stripes of yellow; red; and azure;

Spots of brown and spots of sable;

And he lay there on the bottom;

Fanning with his fins of purple;

As above him Hiawatha

In his birch canoe came sailing;

With his fishing…line of cedar。

  〃Take my bait;〃 cried Hiawatha;

Down into the depths beneath him;

〃Take my bait; O Sturgeon; Nahma!

Come up from below the water;

Let us see which is the stronger!〃

And he dropped his line of cedar

Through the clear; transparent water;

Waited vainly for an answer;

Long sat waiting for an answer;

And repeating loud and louder;

〃Take my bait; O King of Fishes!〃

  Quiet lay the sturgeon; Nahma;

Fanning slowly in the water;

Looking up at Hiawatha;

Listening to his call and clamor;

His unnecessary tumult;

Till he wearied of the shouting;

And he said to the Kenozha;

To the pike; the Maskenozha;

〃Take the bait of this rude fellow;

Break the line of Hiawatha!〃

  In his fingers Hiawatha

Felt the loose line jerk and tighten;

As he drew it in; it tugged so

That the birch canoe stood endwise;

Like a birch log in the water;

With the squirrel; Adjidaumo;

Perched and frisking on the summit。

Full of scorn was Hiawatha

When he saw the fish rise upward;

Saw the pike; the Maskenozha;

Coming nearer; nearer to him;

And he shouted through the water;

〃Esa! esa! shame upon you!

You are but the pike; Kenozha;

You are not the fish I wanted;

You are not the King of Fishes!〃

  Reeling downward to the bottom

Sank the pike in great confusion;

And the mighty sturgeon; Nahma;

Said to Ugudwash; the sun…fish;

To the bream; with scales of crimson;

〃Take the bait of this great boaster;

Break the line of Hiawatha!〃

  Slowly upward; wavering; gleaming;

Rose the Ugudwash; the sun…fish;

Seized the line of Hiawatha;

Swung with all his weight upon it;

Made a whirlpool in the water;

Whirled the birch canoe in circles;

Round and round in gurgling eddies;

Till the circles in the water

Reached the far…off sandy beaches;

Till the water…flags and rushes

Nodded on the distant margins。

  But when Hiawatha saw him

Slowly rising through the water;

Lifting up his disk refulgent;

Loud he shouted in derision;

〃Esa! esa! shame upon you!

You are Ugudwash; the sun…fish;

You are not the fish I wanted;

You are not the King of Fishes!〃

  Slowly downward; wavering; gleaming;

Sank the Ugudwash; the sun…fish;

And again the sturgeon; Nahma;

Heard the shout of Hiawatha;

Heard his challenge of defiance;

The unnecessary tumult;

Ringing far across the water。

  From the white sand of the bottom

Up he rose with angry gesture;

Quivering in each nerve and fibre;

Clashing all his plates of armor;

Gleaming bright with all his war…paint;

In his wrath he darted upward;

Flashing leaped into the sunshine;

Opened his great jaws; and swallowed

Both canoe and Hiawatha。

  Down into that darksome cavern

Plunged the headlong Hiawatha;

As a log on some black river

Shoots and plunges down the rapids;

Found himself in utter darkness;

Groped about in helpless wonder;

Till he felt a great heart beating;

Throbbing in that utter darkness。

  And he smote it in his anger;

With his fist; the heart of Nahma;

Felt the mighty King of Fishes

Shudder through each nerve and fibre;

Heard the water gurgle round him

As he leaped and staggered through it;

Sick at heart; and faint and weary。

  Crosswise then did Hiawatha

Drag his birch…canoe for safety;

Lest from out the jaws of Nahma;

In the turmoil and confusion;

Forth he might be hurled and perish。

And the squirrel; Adjidaumo;

Frisked and chatted very gayly;

Toiled and tugged with Hiawatha

Till the labor was completed。

  Then said Hiawatha to him;

〃O my little friend; the squir

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