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“I went back to look for One-Tusk. The end of those who are bitten by the moccasin is not pretty to see, and besides, I had business. One-Tusk and I walked through all nine villages…and when we had come out on the other side there were not two sticks of them laid together. Then the people came and looked and were afraid, and Taku-Wakin came and made a sound as when a man drops a ripe paw-paw on the ground. ‘Pr-r-utt!’ he said, as though it were no more matter than that. ‘Now we shall have the less to carry.’ But the mother of Taku-Wakin made a terrible outcry. In the place where her hut had been she had found the Talking Stick of Taku’s father, trampled to splinters.

“She had had it all the time hidden in her bundle. Long-Hand had told her it was Magic Medicine and she must never let any one have it. She thought it was the only thing that had kept her and her children safe on this journey. But Taku told them that it was his father’s Rod which had bewitched them and kept them from going any farther because it had come to the end of its knowledge. Now they would be free to follow his own Stick, which was so much wiser. So he caught their minds as he had caught the Stick, swinging back from disaster. For this is the way with men, if they have reason which suits them they do not care whether it is reasonable or not. It was sufficient for them, one crooked stick being broken, that they should rise up with a shout and follow another.”

Arrumpa was silent so long that the children fidgeted.

“But it couldn’t have been just as easy as that,” Dorcas insisted. “And what did they do when they got to the sea finally?”

“They complained of the fishy taste of everything,” said Arrumpa; “also they suffered on the way for lack of food, and Apunkewis was eaten by an alligator. Then they were afraid again when they came to the place beyond the Swamp where the water went to and fro as the sea pushed it, until some of the old men remembered they had heard it was the sea’s custom. Twice daily the water came in as if to feed on the marsh grass. Great clouds of gulls flew inland, screaming down the wind, and across the salt flats they had their first sight of the low, hard land.

“We lost them there, for we could not eat the salt grass, and Scrag had turned north by a mud slough where the waters were bitter, and red moss grew on the roots of the willows. We ate for a quarter of the moon’s course before we went back around the hard land to see what had become of Taku-Wakin. We fed as far as there was any browse between the sea and the marsh, and at last we saw them come, across the salt pastures. They were sleek as otters with the black slime of the sloughs, and there was not a garment left on them which had not become water-soaked and useless. Some of the women had made slips of sea-birds’ skins and nets of marsh grass for carrying their young. It was only by these things that you could tell that they were Man. They came out where the hard land thinned to a tusk, thrust far out into the white froth and the thunder. We saw them naked on the rocks, and then with a great shout join hands as they ran all together down the naked sand to worship the sea. But Taku-Wakin walked by himself…”

“And did you stay there with him?” asked Oliver when he saw by the stir in the audience that the story was quite finished.

“We went back that winter–One-Tusk and I; in time they all went,” said Arrumpa. “It was too cold by the sea in winter. And the land changed. Even in Taku-Wakin’s time it changed greatly. The earth shook and the water ran out of the marsh into the sea again, and there was hard ground most of the way to Two Rivers. Every year the tribes used to go down by it to gather sea food.”