124 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES

earth, and rushed along underground through the Cavern of Darkness. The canoe was drawn so swiftly into the dark place that Pulowech had just time to see the sorcerer jump into safety. But Pulowech had no fear. He sat alone in the canoe, and was quiet and still, as he was drawn along by the current through narrow places where sharp rocks might easily dash him to pieces. On and on he was carried until he saw, far ahead, a faint light. The light grew brighter and brighter, and at last he left the Cavern of Darkness, and went out into the bright, warm sunlight, where the water was smooth and calm. He paddled along un- til he saw smoke coming from a Wigwam. Then he landed and went to the door. There he heard the sorcerer talking.

“And grandmother, he killed your dogs!” Pulowech heard him say.

“Ah! If I had him here! If he were only living, and would come this way, I would roast him alive,—that I would,” said the grand— mother.

“But he is not alive, grandmother,” the other sorcerer said, “I sent him into the Cavern of Darkness, and he Will not see the light again.”

Suddenly, Pulowech stood before them.

“But I am alive after all,” he said. “Now

come on, old grandmother, and roast me to death!”