An Inuit does not think of these chances till he is forced to. Kadlu,
Kotuko, Amoraq, and the boy-baby who kicked about in Amoraq's fur hood
and chewed pieces of blubber all day, were as happy together as any
family in the world. They came of a very gentle race--an Inuit seldom
loses his temper, and almost never strikes a child--who did not know
exactly what telling a real lie meant, still less how to steal. They
were content to spear their living out of the heart of the bitter,
hopeless cold; to smile oily smiles, and tell queer ghost and fairy
tales of evenings, and eat till they could eat no more, and sing the
endless woman's song, "Amna aya, aya amna, ah! ah!" through the long,
lamp-lighted days as they mended their clothes and their hunting-gear.
But one terrible winter everything betrayed them. The Tununirmiut
returned from the yearly salmon-fishing, and made their houses on the
early ice to the north of Bylot's Island, ready to go after the seal
as soon as the sea froze. But it was an early and savage autumn. All
through September there were continuous gales that broke up the smooth
seal-ice when it was only four or five feet thick, and forced it
inland, and piled a great barrier, some twenty miles broad, of lumped
and ragged and needly ice, over which it was impossible to draw the
dog-sleighs. The edge of the floe off which the seal were used to fish
in winter lay, perhaps, twenty miles beyond this barrier, and out of
reach of the Tununirmiut. Even so, they might have managed to scrape
through the winter on their stock of frozen salmon and stored blubber,
and what the traps gave them, but in December one of their hunters
came across a _tupik_ (a skin-tent) of three women and a girl nearly
dead, whose men had come down from the far North and been crushed in
their little skin hunting-boats while they were out after the
long-horned narwhal. Kadlu, of course, could only distribute the women
among the huts of the winter village, for no Inuit dare refuse a meal
to a stranger. He never knows when his own turn may come to beg.
Amoraq took the girl, who was about fourteen, into her own house as a
sort of servant. From the cut of her sharp-pointed hood, and the long
diamond pattern of her white deerskin leggings, they supposed she came
from Ellesmere Land. She had never seen tin cooking-pots or
wooden-shod sleighs before; but Kotuko the boy and Kotuko the dog were
rather fond of her.
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