154 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES "What is he going to do?" he thought. Soon Keoonik returned with a great string of eels, which the old woman promptly prepared for dinner. "My sakes!" thought Ableegumoch, "If that isn't an easy way of getting a living! Why cannot I do that as well as Keoonik? Of course I can. Why not?" And before he left the lodge he had invited Keoonik to be his guest at dinner on the third day after that day. Then he hurried home. "Come!" he said to his grandmother, "we are going to move our wigwam down to the lake." He found a place just like that of his friend, Keoonik, and he soon moved his wig¬ wam to it, although the grandmother did not wish to go. Then Ableegumooch built his ice-road, just like the Otter's. The weather was freezing cold, and all he had to do was to pour water down the bank, where it soon froze —and there was Ms road all ready to slide upon when he should go fishing, like Keoo¬ nik! The next day his guest, Keoonik, came. When it was dinner time, Ableegumooch said to his grandmother: "Noogumee, prepare the meal." "But," said the old lady, "there is nothing to prepare." "Oh, I will see to that," said Ableegumooch.