and another for Leelinau, and he shall have the strong word of a chief
to whisper commendations of the hunter in the ears of the maiden."

"It is well. The words of the great chief are pleasant, and my ears
drink them up as the thirsty sand the drops of rain. The feet of
Wampum-hair are swift; his arrows are true, and they shall pierce the
screaming panther."

That same day, so eager was the young hunter to commence the chase, he
started for those parts of the forest where the game was most likely
to be found. Many were the beasts destroyed by him, so that a little
child might wander in security ten days' journey, in every direction,
from the lodge of the Sachem, and narrow were the escapes from death
of the intrepid hunter, and yet scarcely scalps enough were obtained
to make a conaus or wrapper for the sloping shoulders of Leelinau. In
vain, the enamored youth extended his hunt still further, even twenty
days' journey from his starting point. Only at long intervals was a
beast discovered, but, finally, not one was to be found, and the youth
awoke to the conviction that he had been made a dupe to the cunning of
the Sachem.

After a fruitless chase he was musing one day sorrowfully over his
disappointed hopes, ashamed to go back to his village, to which he
had never returned without success before, when, suddenly, a man of
majestic presence stood before him. His nose was like the beak of an
eagle, and his eyes resembled fires in a dark night. Strange feathers,
of brilliant colors, were woven into his scalp-lock; a magnificent
robe of skins depended from his shoulders; and in his hand he held a
long spear, tipped with a pointed stone.

"My brother is sad," he said. "Let my brother give me the half of his
grief to bear."

Thus exhorted, Magisaunikwa disclosed the cause of his dejection to
his sympathizing friend.

"Is that all?" said the stranger. "Return, and thou shalt find the
conaus in thy lodge, and when thou beholdest them, remember they are
the gift of Manabozho. I am Manabozho."

He spoke, and before the astonished hunter had time to thank him,
vanished from his sight. Then the young man knew that he had conversed
with the capricious Manito, and with full faith and light heart, he
directed his steps homeward.

He found the two conaus in his wigwam, according to the promise of the
Manito. One he presented to the chief, and the other he offered to the
maiden, but she refused to accept the tribute of his de