Chapter X: The Master and the Final Day

[_Passamaquoddy_]

_Kulóskap mech pʾmaoso?_[45]

“Is Kulóskap living yet?”
Yes, far away, but no one knoweth where--
Beyond the mountains or above the skies,
Where in the autumn’s lengthening twilight shades,
He smokes his _tūmʾhîgʾnpowâgon_,
His ancient tomahawk-pipe,
Making the brown air
Of the pleasant Indian summer.
Some say that he sailed away
In his marvellous stone canoe,
Afar beyond the sea,
To the country of the East;
Some that he went to the West;
And ’tis said that in days of old
There were men who knew where he dwelt,
And, making a pilgrimage
Could get from him what they sought.
And they say that, even now,
If you travel ever on,
Travel in perfect faith,
You’ll find at last the Kchi Sagem,
That is the great Sagamore
The greatest of all lords.

“Is Kulóskap living yet?”
Yes, he lives in a very great wigwam,
A wigwam very long--
That is, a council lodge--
Where he always is making arrows;
And all one side of the lodge
Is full of arrows now,
All closely packed together,
Even as your fingers lie.
When all the lodge shall be full
The god will come forth to battle,
And till then no mortal being
May ever enter the wigwam.

“On whom will war be made?”
He will make it on all mankind,
He will end all life that endures,
For the world will pass away
When that battle shall come to an end.
I know not when it will be,
To-morrow it may come
Or hundreds of years away.

“Are any to be saved
By any one, in that hour?”
That is beyond my ken,
All I have heard is this:
That the world will pass away
In roaring fire and flame,
While all the sea will rise
Hot boiling into mist,
And that the good with it
Will rise on high to heaven;
It may perhaps be so;
I’ve only heard it told,
Just heard it--and no more. L.

FOOTNOTES:

[45] Is Kulóskap alive yet?

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