He stooped to enter. When she found he had entered far enough, she touched a stick. And down came all the weights and cross bar upon his back. Though he was uncommonly strong, the weight and suddenness of the blow was such that he gave way and was jammed between the two beams or bars. Here he struggled denouncing [and calling for] vengeance and eternal destruction to the whole of the _human_ race. The great bellowing he made was a signal to the men who were in ambush not far off. They came running up and soon dispatched him with a multitude of blows from axes and chisels. Thus were they, for _one time_, relieved. The women and children returned to the camp and enjoyed themselves as usual without further apprehensions. These giants, as far as I can learn, reside somewhere about the _North Pole_. And even at this day, [they] frequently pay their unwelcome visits, but which, however, are attended with a complete fright only. It seems also that they delegate their power to the Indians occasionally. And _this_ occasions that cannibalism which is produced or proceeds rather from a sort of distemper much resembling _maniaism_. [Habits and Types of Wetiko] There are three sorts or kinds that I know of, and believe there are no more. The first I have already related as above, and the two I am going to give you are sometimes _compounded_ together and sometimes _independent_. But they are both equally true and melancholy and distressing in whatever light we may view them. However, I shall not pretend by any means to palm _all_ that is said about them upon you as true. Of this you'll by and bye be able to judge as well as myself, and not doubt. [Those Driven to Cannibalism by Starvation] The first of these are such as are driven to this dreadful extremity by starvation. In all _woody_ countries where the inhabitants lead a wandering, roving life and whose subsistence depends upon the game they procure, they must of necessity be frequently pinched and sometimes brought very low. All _people_ cannot bear this privation alike. And though there is perhaps not {46} a people in this world who take this so patiently as these people do, yet there are not wanting instances where, even with them, that _nature_ gives way. They vanish as a _dying_ candle.