“Then there was open war.  I made a play for Neewak and Tummasook, because of the traditionary rights they possessed; but Moosu won out by creating a priesthood and giving them both high office.  The problem of authority presented itself to him, and he worked it out as it has often been worked before.  There was my mistake.  I should have been made shaman, and he chief; but I saw it too late, and in the clash of spiritual and temporal power I was bound to be worsted.  A great controversy waged, but it quickly became one-sided.  The people remembered that he had anointed me, and it was clear to them that the source of my authority lay, not in me, but in Moosu.  Only a few faithful ones clung to me, chief among whom Angeit was; while he headed the popular party and set whispers afloat that I had it in mind to overthrow him and set up my own gods, which were most unrighteous gods.  And in this the clever rascal had anticipated me, for it was just what I had intended—­forsake my kingship, you see, and fight spiritual with spiritual.  So he frightened the people with the iniquities of my peculiar gods—­especially the one he named ’Biz-e-Nass’—­and nipped the scheme in the bud.

“Now, it happened that Kluktu, youngest daughter to Tummasook, had caught my fancy, and I likewise hers.  So I made overtures, but the ex-chief refused bluntly—­after I had paid the purchase price—­and informed me that she was set aside for Moosu.  This was too much, and I was half of a mind to go to his igloo and slay him with my naked hands; but I recollected that the tobacco was near gone, and went home laughing.  The next day he made incantation, and distorted the miracle of the loaves and fishes till it became prophecy, and I, reading between the lines, saw that it was aimed at the wealth of meat stored in my caches.  The people also read between the lines, and, as he did not urge them to go on the hunt, they remained at home, and few caribou or bear were brought in.

“But I had plans of my own, seeing that not only the tobacco but the flour and molasses were near gone.  And further, I felt it my duty to prove the white man’s wisdom and bring sore distress to Moosu, who had waxed high-stomached, what of the power I had given him.  So that night I went to my meat caches and toiled mightily, and it was noted next day that all the dogs of the village were lazy.  No one suspected, and I toiled thus every night, and the dogs grew fat and fatter, and the people lean and leaner.  They grumbled and demanded the fulfilment of prophecy, but Moosu restrained them, waiting for their hunger to grow yet greater.  Nor did he dream, to the very last, of the trick I had been playing on the empty caches.

“When all was ready, I sent Angeit, and the faithful ones whom I had fed privily, through the village to call assembly.  And the tribe gathered on a great space of beaten snow before my door, with the meat caches towering stilt-legged in the rear.  Moosu came also, standing on the inner edge of the circle opposite me, confident that I had some scheme afoot, and prepared at the first break to down me.  But I arose, giving him salutation before all men.