96 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES

They laughed, and kept on with their fishing, walking along the shore. By and by they heard a Loon crying in the distance.

“There is a Kwemoo crying,” the little girl said. “It makes me feel lonely. Let us go home.” So they went home, carrying their fish; and their mother cooked it for them.

The next day the children built a little play— house on the shore. They spent hours play- ing there together. When people passed they would see the children talking earnestly to— gether, and they would say:

“What queer little children!”

One day the brother said:

“I will make you a beautiful robe, my sister.”

So he gathered a great many leaves, red and yellow ones, and made her a bright, glistening robe. The little girl put it on, and then the two went down to the shore of the lake. Very soon they heard a Loon calling, and the brother said:

“I will hide; but you walk back and forth along the shore. The Loon will see you, and perhaps he will come and talk with you.”

The little sister walked along the shore in her bright robe, and soon the Loon saw her and came to where she was standing.

‘ ‘ N ikskamich—grandfather, ’ ’ she said: “where have you come from?”