many were in the party, etc. It may be supposed that Martin, not daring
to attract Win-pe's attention, effected this by a few secret scratches.
Thus three lines and a crescent or moon would mean three nights.] When
he came to Uk-tu-tun (M., Cape North) he found they had rowed to
Uk-tuk-amqw (M., Newfoundland), and had left three days before.

Then again he sang, and once more a whale carried him over. And now he
knew that he was indeed coming to what he sought, for in the deserted
camp he found the embers of a fire, still smoking. Advancing rapidly,
he saw near the next camp Martin, seeking wood to burn. The youth and
the old Dame Bear had been most cruelly treated by Win-pe, and they
were nearly starved, but Martin's clothes were good. [Footnote: There
is a reason for this singular detail. Nancy Jeddore, the Indian from
whom Mr. Rand learned one version of this legend, informed him that the
Martin, thin at all times, always has a fine fur, however starved he
may be. Dying with hunger, he is always well dressed.] And Martin was
so sunk in sorrow that he did not hear Glooskap call him, and not till
the Master threw a small stick at him did he look up, and even then he
thought it had fallen from a tree. Then, seeing him, he cried out with
joy; but Glooskap, who was hiding in the woods, bade him be silent.
"Wait till it is dark," he said, "and I will go to your wigwam. Now you
may go home and tell your grandmother."

In the other story (M.) it is narrated that as Martin with the
grandmother were on the road, and Dame Bear bore him as almost a babe
on her back, he turned his head and saw Glooskap following them, and
cried out,--

"Where, oh where,
Where is my brother?