captain ordered the poor sailors up the ladder to the top of the
tower and made them walk the plank off the high springboard,
still blindfolded. It was so thrilling the audience squealed
with excitement.

As Sahwah jumped she flung out her arms in a despairing gesture,
and wobbled beautifully all the way down through the air. It was
Migwan, though, who created the most merriment. The two sailors
were dressed very correctly in white duck trousers, middies and
sailor caps. The trousers were part of the outfit that Sahwah
had purchased in the village the day before, and the pair that
fell to Migwan were much too big for her. When it came her turn
to walk the plank she remembered Sahwah's parting injunction to
"hang on to 'em, whatever you do," and in a sudden panic lest she
should fall out of them in her flight through the air, she
grabbed them firmly by both sides of the belt, and jumped in that
position. The watchers on the beach were convulsed and struggled
for some minutes to regain their composure.

The last tableau brought tears to Nyoda's eyes--tears of joy and
pride. Around the cliff came a gay craft, moving slowly and
majestically through the water, but there was no sign of a
paddle. As it drew nearer the watchers saw that it was a canoe,
its sides covered with red, white and blue bunting. Before it
swam Sahwah and Medmangi. Inside, on a flag-covered seat, sat
Hinpoha, dressed as Columbia, with a crown on her head, her
glorious hair rippling down to her waist and shining like copper
in the sunlight. In one hand she carried a torch, in the other
she held two white streamers. These streamers were fastened to
Sahwah's and Medmangi's waists, who drew the canoe as they swam.