Singing singly or together:
“Wagemin, the thief of cornfields!
Paimosaid, who steals the maize-ear!”
Till the cornfields rang with laughter,
Till from Hiawatha’s wigwam
Kahgahgee, the King of Ravens,
Screamed and quivered in his anger,
And from all the neighboring tree-tops
Cawed and croaked the black marauders.
“Ugh!” the old men all responded,