A TBEASUBY OF ESKIMO TALES 



lifting one corner of the skin curtain that hung in 

 the doorway, he looked in. Opposite the door- 

 way was a young man sitting at work on some 

 arrows, while a bow lay beside him. He dropped 

 the curtain arid stood for some time in doubt as 

 to how to proceed. 



" If I enter the house he may shoot me before 

 I have time to make known my good will," 

 thought he. But in the end he thought, " If I 

 enter and say, ' I have come, brother,' he will not 

 hurt me." So, raising the curtain quickly, he 

 entered. 



The householder at once seized the bow and 

 drew an arrow to the head just as the intruder 

 said, " I have come, brother." At this the bow 

 and arrow were dropped and the young man 

 cried out with delight, "Are you my brother? 

 Come and sit beside me." 



This the newcomer very gladly did, and the 

 householder showed his pleasure and asked, "Are 

 you really my brother? I am very glad to see 

 you, brother, for I always believed I had one 

 somewhere, though I never could find him. 

 Where have you lived? Have you known any 

 parents ? How did you grow up ? " 



" No, I have never known any parents. I 

 never was born and never grew up. I just found 



