But he who loved women, and had never won even a wife, was filled with
anxious wishfulness. And he had, not gone very far into the woods
before he opened the bag. And there flew out by hundreds, like white
doves, swarming all about him, beautiful girls, with black burning eyes
and flowing hair. And wild with passion the winsome witches threw their
arms about him, and kissed him as he responded to their embraces; but
they came ever more and more, wilder and more passionate. And he bade
them give way, but they would not, and he sought to escape, but he
could not; and so panting, crying for breath, smothered, he perished.
And those who came that way found him dead, but what became of the
girls no man knows.

Now the third went merrily onward alone, when all at once it flashed
upon his mind that Glooskap had given him a present, and without the
least heed to the injunction that he was to wait till he had reached
his home drew out the root and ate it; and scarce had he done this ere
he realized that he possessed the power of uttering the weird and
mystic sound to absolute perfection. And as it rang o'er many a hill
and dale, and woke the echoes of the distant hills, until it was
answered by the solemn owl, he felt that it was indeed wonderful. So he
walked on gayly, trumpeting as he went, over hill and vale, happy as a
bird.

But by and by he began to weary of himself. Seeing a deer he drew an
arrow and stealing silently to the game was just about to shoot, when
despite himself the wild, unearthly sound broke forth like a demon's
warble. The deer bounded away, and the young man cursed! And when he
reached Old Town, half dead with hanger, he was worth little to make
laughter, though the honest Indians at first did not fail to do so, and