90 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES

“All right,” said Noojekesigunodasit. “I will get it for you.”

He went outside the Village, and took out his magical box, and said to the dancing doll:

“I wish you to bring a chepechcalm to the village.”

Soon a chepechcalm was seen coming toward the village. All the inhabitants screamed and fled in every direction—all, except Noojekesi- gunodasit. He went boldly out to meet the dragon, and gave him battle. The fight was long and furious, but at last Noojekesigunodasit won, and cut the dragon’s head from his body, and carried it to the old chief’s Wigwam and tossed it inside the door. The old man was alone. He was weak and exhausted, and nearly bent double. And when he saw that the dra- gon was dead, and that now all his own magic was gone, and that Noojekesigunodasit was still alive, he fell down and died.

Noojekesigunodasit then became the chief; and from that day the people had plenty. No famine or sickness ever visited them, for N00- jekesigunodasit and his magical dancing doll kept all evil away from them.

And kespeadooksit—the story ends.