80 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES Little Noojekesigunodasit travelled on,—and on,—and on. At last, one day, he met a very- old Indian. The old man's hair was long and grey. "Whither away, my child; and whence do you come?" the old man asked him. "I have come a long, long way," said the child. "And you—where are you from?" "You say, my child, that you have come a long, long way!" replied the old man. "But I —ah! The distance you have travelled is noth¬ ing beside the long way I have come, for I was a small boy when I started upon my journey; and since that day I have never halted;—and you see that now I am very old." "But, tell me," said Noojekesigunodasit, "where that country is. I will go to that place whence you came." "Ah, my child! You can never reach that country," replied the old man. "But I will try," said the boy. Then he hap¬ pened to look at the old man's feet, and lie saw that his moccasins were old and worn. He quickly opened his bundle of moccasins. "I have many moccasins, which my mother made for me. Take of them." And Noojeke¬ sigunodasit put the pretty new moccasins upon the old man's feet. Then he started along the path the old man had just travelled. '' Wait, here is a little gift for you!'' the o.A