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There stood the Rabbit. He was holding up a very long pole; no pine was ever longer. “Climb this,” he said. And, as they climbed, it lengthened, till they left it for the hill, and then scrambled up the rocks. Then the kewahqu’ came yelling and howling horribly. Seeing the fugitives far above, he swarmed up the pole. With him, too, it grew, and grew rapidly, till it seemed to be half a mile high. Now the kewahqu’ was no such sorcerer that he could fly; neither had he wings; he must remain on the pole; and when he came to the top the young man pushed it afar. It fell, and the monster was killed by the fall thereof.

They went with the squirrel-sledge; they flew through the woods on the snow by the moonlight; they were very glad. And at last they came to the girl’s village, when the Rabbit said, “Now, friend, good-by. Yet there is more trouble coming, and when it is with you I and mine will aid you. So farewell.” And when they were home again it all appeared like a dream. Then the wedding feast was held, and all seemed well.

But the young men of the village hated the youth, and desired to kill him, that they might take his wife. They persuaded him to go with them fishing on the sea. Then they raised a cry, and said, “A whale is chasing us! he is under the canoe!” and suddenly they knocked him overboard, and paddled away like an arrow in flight.

The young man called for help. A Crow came, and said, “Swim or float as long as you can. I will bring you aid.” He floated a long time. The Crow returned with a strong cord; the Crow made himself very large; he threw one end of the cord to the youth; by the other he towed him to a small island. “I can do no more,” he said; “but there is another friend.” So as the youth sat there, starving and freezing, there came to him a Fox. “Ha, friend,” he said, “are you here?” “Yes,” replied the youth, “and dying of hunger.” The Fox reflected an instant, and said, “Truly I have no meat; and yet there is a way.” So he picked from the ground a blade of dry grass, and bade the youth eat it. He did so, and found himself a moose (or a horse). Then he fed richly on the young grass till he had enough, when the Fox gave him a second straw, and he became a man again. “Friend,” said the Fox, “there is an Indian village on the main-land, where there is to be a great feast, a grand dance. Would you like to be there?” “Indeed I would,” replied the youth. “Then wait till dark, and I will take you there,” said the Fox. And when night came he bade the youth close his eyes and enter the river, and take hold of the end of his tail, while he should draw. So in the tossing sea they went on for hours. Thought the youth, “We shall never get there.” Said the Fox, “Yes, we will, but keep your eyes shut.” So it went on for another hour, when the youth thought again, “We shall never reach land.” Said the Fox, “Yes, we shall.” However, after a time he opened his eyes, when they were only ten feet from the shore, and this cost them more time and trouble than all the previous swim ere they had the beach under foot.

It was his own village. The festival was for the marriage of his own wife to one of the young men who had pushed him overboard. Great was his magic power, great was his anger; he became strong as death. Then he went to his own wigwam, and his wife, seeing him, cried aloud for joy, and kissed him and wept all at once. He said, “Be glad, but the hour of punishment for the men who made these tears is come.” So he went to the sagamore and told him all.

The old chief called for the young men. “Slay them all as you choose,” he said to his son-in-law; “scalp them.” But the youth refused. He called to the Fox, and got the straws which gave the power to transform men to beasts. He changed his enemies into bad animals,–one into a porcupine, one into a hog,–and they were driven into the woods. Thus it was that the first hog and the first porcupine came into the world.

This story, narrated by Tomah Josephs, is partly old Indian and partly European, but whether the latter element was derived from a French Canadian or a Norse source I cannot tell, since it is common to both. The mention of the horse and the hog, or of cattle, does not prove that a story is not pre-Columbian. The Norsemen had brought cattle of various descriptions even to New England. It is to be very much regretted that the first settlers in New England took no pains to ascertain what the Indians knew of the white men who had preceded them. But modern material may have easily been added to an old legend.