on his breast, lilies of the valley on his
eyelids, harebells on his eyes, and red flowers on his cheeks. But he
prayed the wind to show his son the right path, and a gentle zephyr to
guide him on the way pointed out by the stars of heaven. So the young
hero returned to the sea-shore and followed his mother's footprints till
they were lost in the sea. He gazed over the sea and shore, but could
detect no further traces of her, nor was any boat in sight. There he sat
till it grew quite dark, and the moon and stars appeared in the sky; but
winds and waves, sea and sky, moon and stars, alike were silent, and
brought him no tidings of his mother.

[Footnote 32: The Esthonian Thunder-God goes by a variety of names, but
is usually called Pikker or Pikne, evidently the Perkunas of the
Lithuanians. He resembles Thor in driving about in a chariot, waging war
with the evil demons; but one of his attributes, not appertaining to
Thor, is his flute (or bagpipe, as some critics regard it). It will be
seen in many places that the Esthonians, like all other peoples among
whom the belief in fairies, demons, &c., survives, do not share the
absurd modern notion that such beings must necessarily be immortal.]

[Footnote 33: Peter, in the story of the Lucky Rouble, is also attended
by three black dogs. The dogs of the sons of Kalev were named Irmi,
Armi, and Mustukene; the last name means Blackie, not Throttler, as
Reinthal translates it.]

[Footnote 34: In the _Maha-Bharata_ Bhima is represented as carrying
enormous loads, and in one passage Yudhishthira is searching for his
brother in the Himalayas, when he comes to a place where slaughtered
lions and tigers are lying about by thousands, which convinces him that
he is on the right track.]

[Footnote 35: This passage would seem to indicate that the daughter of
the king of Kungla was sometimes looked upon rather as a fairy than as a
human princess.]

[Footnote 36: Visits to a father's grave for counsel are very common in
the literature of Northern Europe.]

CANTO IV

THE ISLAND MAIDEN

When the Kalevide had satisfied himself that no further traces of his
mother were to be found, he cast himself into the sea beneath the stars,
and swam northwards manfully towards Finland, swimming with his hands,
steering with his feet, and with his hair floating like a sail. He swam
on till past midnight without meeting with a resting-place; but at
length he espied a black speck in the dist