Two boys survive a Cree attack that decimates their tribe. They encounter two young geese, tie them to an old canoe, and fall asleep as the geese pull them along. Upon waking, the geese have matured, and the boys, driven by hunger, consume them. Their journey leads them to a giant’s lodge, where they are given magical bows and instructed to always leave a remnant of their food. Disobeying the giant’s warning, one boy retrieves a stuck arrow, causing him to ascend to the sky, where he embarks on further adventures.
Source:
Chipewyan Tales
by Robert Harry Lowie
The American Museum of Natural History – Anthropological Papers
Volume X, Part 3
New York, 1912
► Themes of the story
Transformation: The boys undergo significant changes, both physically and emotionally, as they navigate their journey and face various challenges.
Quest: Their journey to find safety and return to their homeland serves as a central quest in the narrative.
Loss and Renewal: The story begins with the loss of their community and follows the boys as they seek renewal and a new beginning.
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A band of Indians was staying along a lake. Once two little boys were playing by the lake, while the Cree came and killed all their people. When they returned home, one of them said, “All our people are killed, I don’t know what to do.” They walked about crying.
Towards evening two young unfledged geese came swimming along. The boys caught hold of them. Finding an old canoe by the shore, they tied the geese to it and bade them swim off to their country. The boys fell asleep, while the geese pulled their canoe along. When they woke up, the geese were full-grown. They were hungry and had nothing to eat, so they killed the geese, roasted them, and ate their flesh.
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They started off traveling and continued going for a long time. They got to a lodge. There was a giant family living there. The children were outside. The mother came out; she did not know what kind of people the boys came from. She took them in, and they were kept there for a long time. After a while, the giant dreamt that some Indians were coming. He said to the boys, “My grandchildren, I am hungry for fish and beaver. Walk along the shore, and if you see anything white rising, cry out, ‘My grandfather would like to eat some beaver and fish!’”
The little fellows started out. They saw something white rising from the water and called out as bidden by the giant. Then a beaver and a trout came out of the water, and they killed both. They carried them to the lodge. The giant cut up and dried the trout. Of its eyes he made pemmican for the little fellows. He made two bows and arrows and gave them to the boys. “If you shoot with this arrow, and it should get stuck anywhere, don’t remove it, but leave it in that place. This other arrow will never stick, but will always fall down again.” Then he bade them refrain from eating all their meat at once, but ordered them always to leave a remnant. He showed them the way to their own country, and they started out.
They had something to eat when they got hungry, but, remembering the giant’s caution, they pushed a part of their meat back into their sack. In the evening they opened the sack, and it contained as much pemmican as before. They ate all but a small piece, which was replaced in the bag. In the morning the meat was still of the same size as originally.
They hunted some chickens perched on a tree. One was killed and fell down, but the arrow stuck. The boys took the chicken and started off again into the bush, but there they found the arrow lying in front of them. They walked on. Again some chickens alighted on a tree, not very far away. They shot at it, and the one arrow got stuck though rather close to the ground. One boy was going to get it. His brother said, “We were told not to go after that arrow.” The first boy said it was not high, and insisted on getting it. As he touched it, the arrow ascended higher. “I’ll jump up and get hold of it.” “No, don’t,” said the other boy, but his brother disobeyed and jumped. Then the arrow went up with him to the sky.
It was summer when he was traveling on the earth, but in heaven it was winter. The arrow stopped, and the boy began to travel about. It looked like his own country in winter. He saw partridge tracks, and finally he got to people’s tracks. Following them for a long time, he got to two lodges, one being large and the other small. He entered the small one, and found an old woman sitting there all alone.
In the large lodge people were heard singing and laughing. The old woman took a lot of coal and blackened the hero’s face with it. After a while her two girls came in from the large lodge. Seeing the boy, they called out that their mothers had a fine-looking visitor. They went back to their large lodge and told the other inmates about him. Meanwhile the old woman washed him and dressed him up nicely. When the girls returned, and saw the boy nicely dressed, they no longer laughed at him, but were surprised. They told the people of the lodge what a nice boy was staying with their mother.
Both desired to marry him. In the night the boy slept in the old woman’s lodge and the girls came in and lay down on each side of him. He turned to the youngest, et sub vestem manum introduxit, sed aliquid manum prehendit, and he pulled it back. Tunc ad utrius filiae vaginam pedem suum propellit, sed iterum aliquid eum prehendere conatus est. He pulled it back. One woman had mice under her dress, the other one ermines. They all fell asleep. In the morning the boy still slept soundly. He sunk way down into the ground. The old woman and the girls started off with their lodge-poles. The girls in one place smelt a person. They heard some animal calling underground. “One of us had better get ribs to dig up this fellow.” They got a rib and began digging, but it broke. Then they got a moose rib, and with it they succeeded in digging up the boy who had turned into a wolf. He recognized the girls, and said, “You pretend to know much, but I know nearly as much as you. Here are two arrows, if a female comes, it shall belong to the Ermine girl, if a male comes, it shall belong to the Mouse girl.”
The girls saw the tracks of a male and of a female moose. The wolf said, “If a moose starts running, just shoot your arrows and follow into the bush.” They soon came to the female, cut it up and dried its meat. The male was shot and treated in the same way. As the wolf had directed, one girl stayed by one moose, the other by the other, while the wolf remained with the mother. The wolf and the old woman heard wolves howling in the distance. Starting in that direction they found that one girl had been rent to pieces by the wolves and that a lot of ermines were running about there. The wolves had only torn the Mouse-girl’s dress and there were a lot of mice running about there. The wolf said, “Your daughters thought they knew lots, but I know more.” He started off with the wolves. Then he turned back into a person and married the Mouse-girl. The three then stayed together.
The boy was a great hunter. They had plenty of dried meat. The old woman would make rawhide cordage and when she had made a great deal of cord, she said, “I know a place where there is a hole in the sky, and where we can go down to another world.”
They traveled a long time to the sky-hole. She made a moose-skin bag for the boy, passed a line through it, and said, “I’ll let you down to your own country. When it stops, you’ll open the sack and come out. Pull the line to let me know you have arrived.” He descended for a long time, until the sack stopped. He got out, and jerked the rope, whereupon the sack immediately ascended again.
He found himself on an island, and all around it was nothing but foaming rapids. He got to an eagle’s nest. Only the young eagle was there. He said, “I am very anxious for you, for my people are wicked. I’ll try to save you. Hide under my wing-feathers.” So he pushed the boy under his feathers. Then he continued, “My mother will soon come. When she approaches it will be dark like a cloud. When my father comes, it will sound like a big wind.” After a while it began to grow dark. “My mother is coming.” When the female arrived she said, “My son, I smell some people here.” But the eaglet replied, “There is nothing here.” She repeated, but he insisted that no one was there. After a while a big storm was heard, and the father bird arrived. “My son, I smell the odor of people here.” The boy denied that there were any people there. The father repeated his statement, but the boy persisted in his denial. After a time the old eagles started off again. Then the eaglet said, “Pull out two feathers from each side of my body, and try to fly.” He put the feathers on the boy’s arms, and said, “Fly around.” The boy began to fly but his legs hung down. “Pull two feathers from my tail, and attach them to your legs.” The boy did so, and then flew about like an eagle. “Now you can fly to your country, but always stop for the night,” said the eaglet. “When you reach your country, stick my feathers on the trees.” The boy flew to his country. He arrived there by night, and stuck up his borrowed feathers. He traveled homeward, camping every night, as ordered by the eaglet. One day he was hungry, and began to break a beaver lodge, making a chisel of rib bones and a spear. He watched for the beaver, but though something stirred in the water, no beaver came up. As it grew dark, he camped. Suddenly something caught hold of him from behind. It was one of the big eagles, who flew off with him. They got to a frozen creek, all covered with blood. There the bird threw the boy down, but the latter just put out his chisel, and was not hurt by the fall. Then the bird again seized him, carried him off, and hurled him against a sharp ice-crag. But again he put forward his chisel, so that it stuck in the ice, and he was saved. Then the eagle said, “My children will kill him.” So he took him back to the eyrie. The young ones recognized him. The old bird said, “I’ve brought you a person to kill when you are hungry.” The young birds said, “We’ll keep him for company, let him stay with us.” After much discussion the old eagle finally consented. Then the old eagles flew off. The young eagle again gave feathers to the boy, and he flew off. [The narrator insisted that nothing further was known of the boy’s adventures.]
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