laced skins under him and made him sit up. And
after five days had passed, and that without eating or drinking,
he came to himself again, and commenced to go out hunting once more.

Then the winter came, and the winter was there, and the ice was
over the sea, and when the ice had formed, they began to make spirit
callings. The villages were close together, and all went visiting in
other villages.

And at last Ukaleq set out with his family to a village near by,
where there was to be a big spirit calling. The house where it was
to be held was so big that there were three windows in it, and yet
it was crowded with folk.

In the middle of the spirit calling, there was an old woman who was
sitting cross-legged up on the bench, and she turned round towards
the others and said:

"We heard last autumn that Ukaleq had been killed by a Magic
Bear." Hardly had she said those words when an old wifeless man turned
towards her and said:

"Was it by any chance your Magic Bear that killed him?"

Then the old woman turned towards the others and said:

"Mine? Now where could I have kept such a thing?"

But after saying that she did not move. She even forgot to breathe,
for shame at having been discovered by the wifeless man, and so she
died on the spot.

After that Ukaleq went home, and never went out hunting bears again.

Here ends this story.

IKARDLITUARSSUK

Ikardlituarssuk, men say, had a little brother; they lived at a place
where there were many other houses. One autumn the sea was frozen
right out from the coast, without a speck of open water for a long
way out. After this, there was great dearth and famine; at last their
fellow-villagers began to offer a new kayak paddle as a reward for
the one who should magic it away, but there was no wizard among the
people of that village.

Then it came about that Ikardlituarssuk's little brother began to
speak to him thus:

"Ikardlituarssuk, how very nice it would be to win that new paddle!"

And then it was revealed that Ikardlituarssuk had formerly sat on
the knee of one of those present when the wizards called up their
helping spirits.

Then it came about that Ikardlituarssuk one evening began to call upon
his helping spirits. He called them up, and having called them up,
went out, and having gone out, went down to the water's edge, crept
in through a crack between the land and the ice, and started off,
walking along the bottom of the sea.

He walked