142 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES

he had not the power to withstand the sorcerer. But Kitpooseagunow sat quietly until the fire had died away. Then he arose and said:

“It is now my turn to build a fire. Saying this, he carried his brother’s body into the open air and said:

“ ’Nsees, my brother,—arise.” And the brother arose, restored to life by the power of Kitpooseagunow.

Then Kitpooseagunow gathered hemlock bark, and built a fire in the cave, and went out leaving the old woman fastened in. Soon the heat and smoke became greater than her mag- ical power could bear, and she fell over dead.

After this, the two brothers went down the river until they came to the land of Mice.

“Here, my brother,” said Kitpooseagunow, “dwell the people of the race of Mice. They are our enemies and will try to destroy us. They will make a great feast for us; but the food they place before us will be poisoned. See that you eat none of it, only make a pre- tence of eating it. After the feast we will go on our way; for the time is not yet come for me to destroy them.”

Everything happened just as Kitpooseagu- now had foretold.

The people of the land of Mice were wicked magicians. But they made a pretence of friendliness for the travellers, and made a