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A A A Two orphan children, a boy and a girl, lived alone near the mountains. Their parents had long been dead and the children were left to look after themselves without any kindred upon the earth. The boy hunted all day long and provided much food, and the girl kept the house in order and did the cooking.
We shall always stay here together. The snow lingered on the plains and the ice moved slowly from the rivers and chill winds were always blowing and grey vapors hovered over all the land. And there was very little food to be had, for the animals hid in their warm winter dens and the wild-geese and ducks were still far south.
And in this cruel period of bad weather the little girl sickened and died. Her brother worked hard to provide her with nourishing food and he gathered all the medicine roots he thought could bring her relief, but it was all to no purpose.
And despite all his efforts, one evening in the twilight his sister went away to the West, leaving him alone behind upon the earth. I will go and search for her, and perhaps I can find her and bring her back.
He journeyed many days westward towards the Great Water, killing game for food as he went, and sleeping at night under the stars. He met many strange people, but he did not tell them the purpose of his travels.
At last he came to the shore of the Great Water, and he sat looking towards the sunset wondering what next to do. In the evening an old man came along. I am lonely without her, and I want to find her and bring her back. If you wish to find her you must undertake a dangerous journey.
Your sister has gone to the Land of Shadows far away in the Country of Silence, which lies out yonder in the Island of the Blest.
To reach the Island you must sail far into the West, but I warn you that it is a perilous journey, for the crossing is always rough and your boat will be tossed by tempests. But you will be well repaid for your trouble, for in that land nobody is ever hungry or tired; there is no death and no sorrow; there are no tears, and no one ever grows old.
It was a wonderful canoe, the most beautiful the boy had ever seen. It was cut from a single white stone and it sparkled in the red twilight like a polished jewel. But see that you handle it carefully, and when you come back see that you leave it in the cove where you found it.
The moon was full and the night was cold with stars.
He sailed into the West over a rough and angry sea, but he was in no danger, for his canoe rode easily on the waters. All around him he saw in the moonlight many other canoes going in the same direction and all white and shining like his own.
But no one seemed to be guiding them, and although he looked long at them not a person could he make out. He wondered if the canoes were drifting unoccupied, for when he called to them there was no answer. Sometimes a canoe upset in the tossing sea and the waves rose over it and it was seen no more, and the boy often thought he heard an anguished cry.
For several days he sailed on to the West, and all the time other canoes were not far away, and all the time some of them were dropping from sight beneath the surging waters, but he saw no people in them. At last, after a long journey, the sea grew calm and the air was sweet and warm.
There was no trace of the storm, for the waves were quiet and the sky was as clear as crystal. He saw that he was near the Island of the Blest of which the old man had spoken, for it was now plain to his view, as it rose above the ocean, topped with green grass and trees, and a snow-white beach.
Soon he reached the shore and drew up his canoe. As he turned away, he came upon a skeleton lying flat upon the sand.60 thoughts on “Imps, Devils, Little Creatures of the Dark.” I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes and was still laying there a short time later as it began to get dark outside.
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