ounting the escapades of the
Winnebagos. She made him promise to come over to camp to see her
new canoe launched. Promptly at the time appointed he came, in
his own launch, with a big straw hat shading his face and his
surgical case in his hand, "in case von of de ladies should break
her a bone."

Sahwah had named her new canoe the "_Keewaydin_," or "_Northwest
Wind_," and the launching proceeded ceremoniously. The seven
girls carried it down to the water's edge, its sides decorated
with balsam boughs, saluted it by raising it three times above
their heads at arm's length, and then held it while Migwan
recited a poem in honor of the launching:

"Out o'er the shining lake, Glide thou, my bark canoe, Out
toward the purple hills, Lovely _Keewaydin_! Swift as the
seabird's wing, Light as the ocean's foam, Speed o'er the
dancing wave, Lovely _Keewaydin_!"

The canoe was lowered to the water's edge and Sahwah and Gladys
got in and paddled out from shore, followed by the cheers of the
girls.

When the _Keewaydin_ had returned from her maiden voyage Hinpoha
and Migwan were ready with a stunt to amuse the audience. They
dramatized that classic argument between the man and his wife as
to whether the crime was committed with a knife or a scissors.
Migwan, as the husband, stoutly maintained that it was a knife,
and Hinpoha, as his spouse, fiercely declared it was a scissors.
Arguing hotly, they went out in a canoe, and soon came to blows
about the point in question. The man threw his wife overboard,
and hit her with a paddle every time she poked her head up. She
kept coming up and saying, "Scissors!" while he insisted,
"Knife!" As the story goes, the wife finally drowns, and the
last minute her fingers come up making a scissors motion.
Migwan, however, after Hinpoha went overboard, hit out so
energetically with her paddle that the canoe went over and the
climax was lost in the splash.

The girls did everything they could think of to cheer up the
doctor and made a great feast in his honor. Sahwah baked her
feathery biscuits; Migwan stirred up a pan of delicious fudge;
Hinpoha made her famous slumgullion; Nyoda broiled fish, while
the rest of the girls gathered blueberries in the woods. The
cooking must have tasted good to the doctor, for he passed his
plate three times for slumgullion and ate so many biscuits he
lost count. Hinpoha, too, throwing her vow of abstinence to the
winds, ate until she groa