The Popular Science Monthly, October, 1900: Vol. 57, May, 1900 to October, 1900Various
History
The Popular Science Monthly, October, 1900: Vol. 57, May, 1900 to October, 1900
Various
Science -- Periodicals; Technology -- Periodicals
“Finally they came to a place where there were many people and many
huts. He pointed out to her a certain hut made of the skins of yearling
seals, and told her that it was his, and that she was to go there. They
landed. The woman went up to the hut, while he attended to his kayak.
Soon he joined her in the hut, and staid with her for three or four
days before going out sealing again. Her new husband was a petrel.
“Meanwhile her father had left the dog, her former husband, at his
house, and had gone to look for her on the island. When he did not find
her, he returned home, and told the dog to wait for him, as he was
going in search of his daughter. He set out in a large boat, traveled
about for a long time, and visited many a place before he succeeded in
finding her. Finally he came to the place where she lived. He saw many
huts, and, without leaving his boat, he shouted and called his daughter
to return home with him. She came down from her hut, and went aboard
her father’s boat, where he hid her among some skins.
“They had not been gone long when they saw a man in a kayak following
them. It was her new husband. Soon he overtook them, and when he came
alongside he asked the young woman to show her hand, as he was very
anxious to see at least part of her body, but she did not move. Then he
asked her to show her mitten, but she did not respond to his request.
In vain he tried in many ways to induce her to show herself; she kept
in hiding. Then he began to cry, resting his head on his arms, that
were crossed in front of the manhole of the kayak. Avilayuk’s father
paddled on as fast as he could, and the man fell far behind. It was
calm at that time and they continued on their way home. After some time
they saw something coming from behind toward their boat. They could
not clearly discern it. Sometimes it looked like a man in a kayak.
Sometimes it looked like a petrel. It flew up and down, then skimmed
over the water, and finally came up to their boat and went round and
round it several times and then disappeared again. Suddenly ripples
came up, the waters began to rise, and after a short time a gale was
raging. The boat was quite a distance away from shore. The old man
became afraid lest they might be drowned; and, fearing the revenge
of his daughter’s husband, he threw her into the water. She held on
to the gunwale; then the father took his hatchet and chopped off the
first joints of her fingers. When they fell into the water they were
transformed into whales, the nails becoming the whalebone. Still she
clung to the boat; again he took his hatchet and chopped off the second
joints of her fingers. They became transformed into ground seals. Still
she clung to the boat; then he chopped off the last joints of her
fingers, which became transformed into seals. Now she clung on to the
boat with the stumps of her hands, and her father took his steering-oar
and knocked out her left eye. She fell backward into the water and he
paddled ashore.
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