116 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES

trees moaned in the wind and snow. And the sea maiden was all alone in the Wigwam. But, in the midst of the storm, there came a rapping at the door. She started from her mat, sorry for any one out in such a storm—and then she remembered the words of her husband, “Do not open the door to any one.”

She sat down again, and then the knocking came again, and this time she heard the voices of her brothers and sisters calling to her.

“Pantahdooe! Pahtahdooe! Open the door unto me! Open the door unto me, my sister! We have missed you, and we have come from our far-away home in the ocean to seek you.”

Oh! Her brothers and sisters were out in. the cold. Of course she must let them in!

She started to the door;—and then the words of her husband came to her ago/in, “Do not let (my one into the Wigwam. ”

Again she went back to her mat.

The storm grew louder, and the trees beat their branches against the Wigwam. And then in the storm she heard her mother’s voice.

“Pahtahdooe! ’Ntoos! Pantohdooe! Open the door unto me, my daughter! Open the door unto me!”

The sea maiden ran to the door, and was just drawing away the post, when again her hus- band’s words come to her, “Do not open the door to (my one!”