The white stone canoe came to the landing place. There was music in the air like the wind blowing through the pine trees. All the sky was filled with the sweet music. The people mourned for Hiawatha, for he was gone. His wigwam by the lake Tiota was empty, and he was never seen again. The Five Nations say that he went to the Islands of the Happy Ones. Owayneo, the Great Spirit, called him. His daughter had gone before him. The Five Nations were strong. They were a wise people. Many moons after the white men came the Tuscaroras sat with them around the council-fire. Then they were known as the Six Nations. The white people have often called them the Mingos. Arranged from Schoolcraft and Horatio Hale. IX. WAMPUM OR INDIAN MONEY Hiawatha was on his way to the country of the Mohawks. He went from one nation to another to teach them the things they needed to know. While on his journey he came to the borders of a lake. It was too deep to wade across, and he stood still thinking whether he should call his magic white canoe to help him or go back. He had come on a long trail and was very tired. While he was wondering which way was best, the sky was filled with wild ducks. These birds flew down upon the lake and began to drink and to swim. In a few minutes they flew up into the air again, in one great black flock. Behold! the lake was dry, and its bed was a mass of shells. Hiawatha knew that the lake had been made dry ground for his sake. He gathered some of the shells and, striking them with sharp flints, strung the pieces on strings of sinew. This was the first wampum. He carried the strings of wampum to the Mohawks, and they believe their tribe to have been the first to use it. They showed the other tribes how to make the long strings of bead money, and many bands went on strange trails to find the rivers or the lakes where the shells were hidden under the water. Mounds like small hills have been found by the white men near lakes and streams. When these mounds were uncovered, it was known that they were only heaps of broken shells. The flint stones were not good tools, and the Indians would use only perfect beads. X. LEGEND OF THE ARBUTUS (Chippewa, 1894) An old teepee stood by a frozen river in the forest where there are many pine trees. The tops of the trees were white with snow. The teepee was almost covered with the snow. An old chief sat in this teepee; his hair was like the icicles that hang from dead pine-tree branches; he was very old. He was covered with furs. The floor of his teepee was covered with the skins of the bear and the elk. He had been a great hunter. His name was Peboan. Peboan was faint with hunger, and he was cold. He had been hunting for three days. He had killed nothing. All the moose, deer, and bear had gone. They had left no trail. Wabasso, the rabbit, had hidden in the bushes. There was no food, no meat for Peboan. He called upon the great Menabozho for help.