As soon as she made her appearance, the Indians immediately
conceived what was the matter. But through charity, as well
as for safety and to find the truth, they gave her to eat
principally marrow-fat. Now these people pretend that
cannibals cannot bear this fat or grease. Of course it was
a kind of _ordeal_.
Everything she did and said, notwithstanding her great
caution, betrayed her. She took up [one] of the children
of her acquaintances to {47} kiss, as is customary, but
would have given it a bite had they not taken it from her.
They watched her narrowly. All the men slept in one tent
with her. She pretended to be asleep 'till she imagined
the others were, then rose very cautiously, and was
beginning to prepare herself for _action_. One of the men
perceived this, rose upon her with an axe. Though the
blow was violent, and upon the head, she would have
killed him had not the others interfered. Her wretched
fate was soon decided.
There is such a singular, strange, incomprehensible contradictoriness
in almost all these cases. And many I have heard, that I do most
verily believe they are _denunciations_, witch, or wizardisms. In any
other manner they are not rationally to be accounted for, unless we
suppose all those who feed on human flesh to be thus possessed. Then
it is natural to man in these cases. But why then not the same with us
as with these people?
[Those who Dream of Ice and the North]
The third kind--or delegated which by what follows, I believe may be
allowed to be the term--[is made up of] those who dream of the North or
the Ice or both. Everyone knows where the North resides, but only few
know the abode of Ice or the Ice. This they pretend is the parent of
Ice. [It] is in the bowels of the earth, at a great depth and never
thaws. All ice originates from this. These two they are much afraid of
because they are both highly malignant spirits. There is no joking or
jesting with them. Those who at _any_ future period are to become
cannibals thus dream of them.
[Dream Feasts Of Human Flesh]
After the certain things usual in all dreams:
I was invited by the North to partake of a feast of ducks
the most beautiful I had ever seen and well cooked. The dish
was before me. I set _to_. A stranger by me touched me with
his elbow and said, "Eat not thou of that, look into thy dish!"
Behold that which I had taken for the wing of a duck was the
arm of a child! "He! What a narrow escape!" said I.
Then he took me into another room and gave me most excellent
meat, the most delicious in appearance I had ever seen. I
would not eat. I discovered it was the flesh of _Indians_ thus
served up to me! He took me into a third room and gave me
tongues. These I also perceived were the tongues of _Indians_.
"Why refusest thou what I offer thee? Is it not good?"
"I feel no inclination to eat." I replied.
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