is father's voice and pursued diving
birds,[11] and, lo! he was far from land and the dark fell. He sailed to
the nearest shore and beheld the village of Yakaga, where the people of
his sister's husband made him welcome, though Yakaga was not within his
hut. There was feasting and merry-making, and, according to their custom,
he, the stranger, was given a chieftain's daughter to wife, and her name
was Kitt-a-youx; and Zampa loved her and she him, and he returned not
home. But Kitt-a-youx's father liked him not, and treated him with
rudeness because of the old enmity with his Tyee father, so Zampa said to
Kitt-a-youx: 'Let us go hence. We cannot be happy here. Let us go from
your father, who is unfriendly to me, and seek the _barrabora_ of my
father, the mighty chief, that happiness may come upon us,' and
Kitt-a-youx said: 'What my lord says is well.'

[Footnote 9: Chieftain.]

[Footnote 10: Canoe.]

[Footnote 11: Ducks.]

"Then Zampa placed her in his canoe, and alone beneath the stars they
sailed and it was well, and Zampa's arm was strong at his paddle. But,
lo! they heard another paddle, and one came after them, and soon arrows
flew about them, arrows swift and cruel, and one struck his paddle from
his hand and his canoe was overturned. The pursuer came and placed
Kitt-a-youx in his canoe, seeking, too, for Zampa, but, alas! Zampa was
drowned. And when his pursuer dragged his body to the surface, he gave a
mighty cry, for, lo! it was his brother-in-law whom he had pursued, for
he was Yakaga. Then fearing the terrible rage of Zampa's father, he dared
not return with the body, so he left it with the overturned canoe in the
kelp and weeds. Kitt-a-youx he bore with him to his own island. There she
was sad as the sea-gull's scream, for the lord she loved was dead. And
her father gave her to another _toyon_, who was cruel to her, and her
life was as a slave's, and she loathed her life until Zampa's child was
born to her, and for it she lived. Alas, it was a girl child and her
husband hated it, and Kitt-a-youx saw nothing for it but to be sold as a
slave as was she herself. And she looked by day and by night at the sea,
and its cold, cold waves seemed warmer to her than the arms of men. 'With
my girl child I shall go hence,' she whispered to herself, 'and the Great
Unknown Spirit will be kind.'

"So by night she stole away in a canoe and steered to sea, ere she knew
where she was, reaching the seaweeds where she had jo