Note 7 — Chapter I · MYTHS AND FOLK-LORE OF THE TIMISKAMING ALGONQUIN.

Then Nenebuc went to a high bluff near by. He was tired, sick, and hungry, and he lay upon the bluff sleeping. Partridge came home and said to his young when he saw what Nenebuc had done to them, “Who did this?” “A man came along and asked us our name and, when we told him ‘Kαckuŋge′s·i,’ super nos defaecavit. He said he wasn’t frightened by us.” And so the young Partridges told their father where Nenebuc had gone. The old Partridge followed his tracks until he came to where Nenebuc lay on the cliff. He saw him lying right on the edge, so he walked up slowly to him and then suddenly buzzed his wings, and Nenebuc jumped up and fell over the cliff. As he slid down, anum suum in lapidibus scabit and all the scabs rubbed off. As he lay on the ground he saw the scabs and said, “These Indians will call this wa·′kwαní7 and when they go hungry they can make soup for themselves, these Ojibwa, forever.” Then he was cured.