88 A Canadian Arctic Expedition, 1913-18 



His marooned companion replied, hdqoqtiyu'tiya qai'Xugo "Give me my 

 gun." However, the man carried off both the kayak and the gun. The marooned 

 man wandered about the island, looking for whatever he could pick up. Once 

 he found a bearded seal stranded on the beach, and another time a walrus. 

 On these he managed to subsist during the winter. 



The following summer the man who had deserted him came again to the 

 island in a kayak, expecting to find his remains. The marooned Eskimo, seeing 

 him coming, hid in a cave by the shore. On drawing near the kayaker called 

 out: myue'yqa inyue'jqa toqovi-'t toqovi-'t "Is no-one there? Is no-one there? 

 Are you dead? Are you dead?" The marooned Eskimo made no reply. There- 

 upon the man left his kayak on the beach and went up to look for the bones of 

 his victim. The other immediately rushed out, seized the kayak and rifle and 

 paddled off. Now it was his turn for revenge, and when he was a little way off 

 shore he called out: an-aktoqtu'rjali an-otktuacuatm'X-i "I managed to sur- 

 vive the winter, now you do the same," adding at the same time, in the words 

 of his enemy, "Next year I shall come back to look for you." Then he paddled 

 away. In the following summer he returned, but all that he could find were the 

 bleached bones of his enemy lying on the ground. 



Cf. Boas, Bulletin, A.M.N.H., Vol. XV, pt. I, p. 551f. 



92. The Boy's Revenge 

 (Told by Uloqsaq) 



There were living on the seashore a man, his wife, and their two sons. 

 The boys, who were nearly grown up, went off one day to look for other people 

 and came to a settlement of strangers. They were welcomed and taken into a 

 house, where they were told to undress and make themselves comfortable. 

 They therefore undressed and went to bed, but in the middle of the night they 

 overheard the people plotting to kill them. One of the boys immediately rose 

 and fled, stark naked, in the direction of his home. The other lad stayed in the 

 hut, and presently his hosts entered and murdered him; they then set out in 

 pursuit of the boy who had fled. 



Meanwhile the boy reached his father's house and hid beneath the sea- 

 weeds on the shore. After a time the murderers appeared and asked his father 

 where he was, but the parents said, "We don't know; we haven't seen him. 

 He isn't here." They searched all round, but when they failed to find him they 

 returned to their settlement. Throughout that summer the boy nursed plans of 

 revenge. He made a small bow with arrows to fit it, a bow so small that it 

 could be carried on his back without being seen from the front. He was anxious 

 to test its strength, so he set up a musk-ox skin and shot his arrows at it. They 

 pierced right through the skin and stuck in the ground beyond. When winter 

 came round again he went off to find the murderers. They had been wondering 

 where the boy was all this time, and would say to one another, "How is it that 

 the boy Ameryuaq never appears, the boy who was wearing a fine white coat?" 

 Then one day he did appear, and the people rushed out to meet him, intending 

 to kill him. But, unseen by them, he was carrying his bow and quiver full of 

 arrows on his back. He waited until the people drew near, then suddenly drew 

 his bow and began to shoot them down. Many of them he killed; the rest fled 

 back to their camp. Then the boy returned to his home. 



(According to Ilatsiaq, ten men came out to meet him. Three of these he 

 killed; the rest fled back to the houses while the boy returned to his people.) 



