130 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES the child's father fell to the ground. He knew what had happened. The little bag had been harmed. It was a magical bag, and the brave took his life from it. If all of the oil should drop out of the little bag, he would die alone in the forest. He must try to reach home! So he turned towards home, but he grew weaker and weaker, and he knew that the oil was dripping, dripping, from the little bag in the corner. He went along, stumbling at every step, until at last, he came within sight of the wigwam;—and then, nearer and nearer until he reached the doorway. He drew aside the skins, and there he saw his wife trying to keep the oil from dropping out of the bag. "Ah! You did not keep your promise to me," he said. "Now great harm will fall upon you." He took the little bag and made it whole again, for he alone could do that. And then he went back into the distant forest again, leav¬ ing his wife to her fate. Soon she heard a great noise outside. She looked and there, coming to the wigwam, draw¬ ing a sled after him, was a terrible giant! She knew at once that this was her father-in- law. The cruel, fierce giant came into the wigwam, and seized her, and took her away on the big