Early the next day the tribe all gathered to the place where Sasasquit had agreed to meet them. With them came Pocasset, the priest of the Evil Spirit, wearing his robes of magic, a bear's-skin, curiously painted with figures of beasts, and birds, and fishes, and the skin of a dog's head drawn over his own, with the teeth standing out. When all the tribe had assembled, Sasasquit asked the Sachem, Miantinomo, to repeat what he had before said, that the Narragansetts would serve the Spirit that should make them the greatest and best gifts. Then Miantinomo repeated what he had before said, and all the Indians promised as he had promised. Pocasset also made them a very long speech. I have forgotten what he said, only I know he said, that "his master would have the best of the bargain yet." Then Sasasquit climbed up a great tree, till he came to the topmost bough, when he commenced calling upon the Great Spirit. And this was the song he sung: I call upon thee, Master of Breath! Master of Life! on thee I call. I, Sasasquit, priest of the Narragansetts, Call from the top of the tree, Cry from the depths of the valleys, Sing from the deep waters of the Great Lake: Come to me, hearken to my song. Shall the priest of the Evil Spirit triumph? Shall the priest of the Evil Spirit boast over me? Over thee shall he triumph? Thou, who art mightiest? Thou, who art greatest? Shall the people say of me--Loud he boasted, And fair he promised; But weak were his boasts, And false his promises. Hearken thou, then, for now I call, Hearken thou, then, for I demand a gift. Look, then, upon this wretched people! Poor are they in soul, Weak are they in heart, Hungry, fearful, timid, naked, men. I ask of thee a gift for them; A gift which shall gladden their hearts; A gift which shall make bright their eyes, And pleasant and good their lives. When Sasasquit had finished his song, the Narragansetts saw coming towards them, from the far regions of the North, a very big man, taller than the tallest pine of the forest, and as large around as the shade cast by a great tree full of leaves. Yet, monster as he was, he came through the air ten times as swift as the swiftest eagle could fly, using his hands and feet as a frog uses his legs in swimming. It was but a breath, while he came from the farthest hill in view to the place where the nation were assembled together. Down he flapped, but spoke not a word, while he laid, at the feet of Sasasquit, a beautiful canoe, made of a great tree hollowed out by fire. "There," said he gruffly, "the Great Spirit sends this to the Devil's children, the Narragansetts."