And they called the women round them, Called the young men and the maidens, To the harvest of the corn-fields, To the husking of the maize-ear. Looked they at the gamesome labor To their laughter and their singing, And whene'er some lucky maiden "Nushka! you shall have a sweetheart, You shall have a handsome husband!" 66 Ugh!" the old men all responded From their seats beneath the pine-trees. Till the corn-fields rang with laughter, Till from Hiawatha's wigwam Kahgahgee, the King of Ravens, Screamed and quivered in his anger, And from all the neighboring tree-tops Cawed and croaked the black marauders. 66 Ugh!" the old men all responded, From their seats beneath the pine-trees! 188 XIV. PICTURE-WRITING. In those days said Hiawatha, All the wisdom of the Medas, All the craft of the Wabenos, All the marvellous dreams and visions Of the Jossakeeds, the Prophets! "Great men die and are forgotten, Wise men speak; their words of wisdom Perish in the ears that hear them, Of what kith they are and kindred, "Face to face we speak together, But the bearer learns our secret, |