The Legend of the White Reindeer 
of him. In twenty minutes he could carry old 
Sveggum round the six-mile rim of Utrovand. 
When the snow-slide buried all the village of 
Holaker, it was the Storbuk that brought the 
word for help to Opdalstole and returned again 
over the forty miles of deep snow in seven 
hours, to carry brandy, food, and promise of 
speedy aid. 
When over-venturesome young Knute Sveg- 
gumsen broke through the new thin ice of 
Utrovand, his cry for help brought the Storbuk 
to the rescue; for he was the gentlest of his 
kind and always ready to come at call. 
He brought the drowning boy in triumph to 
the shore, and as they crossed the Vand-dam 
stream, there was the Troll-bird to sing: 
Good luck, good luck, 
With the White Storbuk. 
After which he disappeared for months— 
doubtless dived into some subaqueous cave to 
feast and revel all winter; although Sveggum 
did not believe it was so. 
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