KIYIUNG 



When they were drowned, the little seal changed 

 back into a boy and walked home over the water 

 without wetting his feet. There was no one left 

 now to torment him. 



Kiv-i-ung, who had never abused the boy, had 

 gone out with the rest, but his kaj^ak did not cap- 

 size. Bravely he strove against the wild waves, 

 and drifted far aAvay from the place where the 

 others had gone down. There was a dense fog 

 and he could not tell in which direction to go. 



He rowed for many days not knowing whither 

 he was going, and then one day he spied through 

 the mists a dark mass which he took to be land. 

 As he pulled toward it the sea became more and 

 more tempestuous, and he saw that what he had 

 supposed to be a rocky cliff on an island was a 

 wild, black sea with a raging whirlpool in the 

 midst of it. 



He had come so close that it was only by the 

 utmost exertion he escaped being drawn into the 

 whirlpool and carried down. He put forth all 

 his strength and at last got away where the waves 

 were less like mountains. But he had to be con- 

 stantly on the alert, for at one moment his frail 

 craft was carried high up on the crest of billows 

 and the next it was plunged into a deep trough 

 of the sea. 



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