A TEEASUEY OF ESKIMO TALES 



for swimming and not for walking. The woman 

 put the boy into the large hood, in which he was 

 completely hidden. Then the Kalopaling disap- 

 peared as suddenly as he had come. 



By and by the Inuit caught more seals than 

 usual and gave her plenty of meat. Then she 

 was sorry that she had given her grandson away, 

 and was more than ever sorry that it was to Kalo- 

 paling she had given him. She thought how 

 much of the time he must have to stay in the 

 water with that strange man-like animal. She 

 wept about it, and begged the Inuit to help her 

 get him back. 



Some of them said they had seen the boy sitting 

 by a crack in the ice, playing with a whip of sea- 

 weed, but none of them knew how to get him. 

 Finally one of the hunters and his wife said, " We 

 may never succeed, but we will see what we can 

 do." 



The water had frozen into thick ice, and the 

 rise and fall of the tide had broken long cracks not 

 far from the shore. Every day the boy used to 

 rise out of the water and sit alongside the cracks, 

 playing, and watching the fish swim down below. 



Kalopaling was afraid someone might carry 

 the boy away, so he fastened him to a string of 

 seaweed, the other end of which he kept in his 



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