Note 6 — MONDAMIN

Then Nokomis, the old woman, Spake, and said to Minnehaha: “’Tis the Moon when leaves are falling; All the wild rice has been gathered, And the maize is ripe and ready; Let us gather in the harvest, Let us wrestle with Mondamin, Strip him of his plumes and tassels, Of his garments green and yellow.” —Hiawatha