Praying for good we to Cawtantowit bow,

And shunning evil we to Chepian cry;

To other manittoos we offerings owe,

Dwell they in mountain, flood, or lofty sky;

And oft they aid us when we hunting go,

Or in fierce battle rush upon the foe.

[XXVII.]

“And manittoos, that never death shall fear,

Do likewise in this mortal form abide;

What else, my brother, is there beating here?