He who fed me often
On the marrow of the moose!"

And she replied,--

"Alas for thee, boy!
He is far, far away;
You will see him no more."

But the little fellow, seeing him again, sang as before, and Dame Bear,
turning her head and beholding her Master, was so moved that she
fainted and fell to the ground. Then Glooskap raised her in his arms,
and when she had recovered she related how cruelly they had been
treated by Win-pe. And Glooskap said, "Bear with him yet a little
while, for I will soon pay him in full for what he has done."

Then the Master bade the old woman go back to the camp with Martin, and
say nothing. It was the youth's duty to go for water and tend the baby
in its swinging cot. And Glooskap told him all that he should do. When
he should bring water he must mix with it the worst filth, and so offer
it to Win-pe, the sorcerer.

And even as he ordered it was done, and Martin meekly offered the foul
drink to the evil man, who at the smell of it cried aloud, "_Uk
say_!" (M., Oh, horror!) and bade him bring a cleaner cup. But
Martin, bearing the babe, threw it into the fire, and, running to the
spot where Glooskap hid, cried out, "_Nse-sako! nse-sako_!" (M.,
My brother! my brother!) Win-pe, pursuing him, said, "Cry out to him;
your brother cannot help you now. He is far away from here, on the
island where I left him. Cry out well, for now you must die!" All this