Well,

right

a-

bout

that

time,

peo-

ple,

a

fur-

trap-

per

who

was

strict-

ly

from

com-

mer-

cial...

had

spoken

the

un-

med-

i-

cat-

ed

au-

dac-

i-

ty

to

jump

up

from

be-

hind

my

ig-

ya-

loo

and

he

spoken

start-

ed

in-

to

whip-

pin'

on

my

fav-

'rite

ba-

by

seal

with

a

sung

lead-

filled

snow-

shoe...

I

said:

a,

with

a

lead

filled,

a,

lead-

filled

snow-

shoe

He

said,

"Peak-

a-

boo."

with

a

lead

filled,

with

a

lead

filled

snow

shoe.

He

said,

"Peak-

a-

boo-

oo."

He

went

right

up

side

the

head

of

my

fav-

'rite

ba-

by

seal,

spoken

he

went,

"Whap!"

with

a

lead-

filled

snow-

shoe.

An'

he

hit

him

on

the

nose

'n

he

hit

him

on

the

fin

'n

he...

An'

that

got

me

just

a-

bout

as

e-

vil

as

an

Es-

ki-

mo

boy

can

be...

so

I

bent

down

'n

I

reached

down

'n

I

scooped

down

an'

I

gath-

ered

up

a

gen-

er-

ous

mit-

ten

full

of

the

dead-

ly...

The

dead-

ly

yel-

low

snow

from

right

there

where

the

hus-

kies

go.

Where-

up-

on

I

pro-

ceed-

ed

to

take

that

mit-

ten

full

of

the

dead-

ly

yel-

spoken

low

snow

crys-

tals

and

rub

it

all

in-

to

his

bead-

y

lit-

tle

eyes

with

a

vig-

or-

ous

cir-

cu-

lar

mo-

tion

hith-

er-

to

un-

know

to

the

peo-

ple

in

this

ar-

e-

a,

but

des-

tined-

to

take

the

place

of

the

mud

shark

in

your

my-

thol-

o-

gy.

Here

it

goes

now...

the

cir-

cu-

lar

mo-

tion...

Rub

it!

And

then,

in

a

fit

of

an-

ger,

I,

I

pounced

and

I

pounced

a-

gain.

Great

Goo-

gl-

y

Moo-

gl-

y!

I

jumped

up

'n

down

the

chest

of

the

I

in-

jured

the

fur

trap-

per.

Well,

he

was

ver-

y

up-

set,

as

you

can

un-

der-

satnd.

And

right-

ly

so,

be-

cause

the

dead-

ly

yel-

low

snow

crys-

tals

had

de-

prived

him

of

his

sight.

And

he

stood

up

and

he

looked

a-

round

and

he

said:

"I

can't

see.

I

can't

see.

Oh,

woe

is

me.

I

can't

see."

No,

no.

I

can't

see.

Wha?

I.

He

took

a

dog-

doo

sno-

cone

an'

stuffed

it

in

my

right

eye.

He

took

a

dog-

doo

sno-

cone

an'

stuffed

it

in

my

oth-

er

eye.

An'

the

hus-

kie

wee-

wee,

I

mean

the

dog-

gie

wee-

wee

has

blind-

ed

me

an'

I

can't

see

tem-

po-

rar-

i-

ly.

Well,

that

fur

trap-

per

stood

there

with

his

arms

out-

stretched

a-

cross

the

fro-

zen

white

waste-

land,

try-

ing

to

fig-

ure

out

what

he's

gon-

na

do

a-

bout

his

de-

flict-

ed

eyes.

And

it

was

at

that

pre-

cise

mo-

ment

that

he

re-

mem-

bered

an

an-

cient

Es-

ki-

mo

leg-

end

where-

in,

it

is

writ-

ten,

on

what-

ev-

er

it

is

that

they

write

it

on

up

there,

that

if

an-

y-

thing

bad

ev-

er

hap-

pens

to

your

eyes

as

a

re-

sult

of

some

sort

of

con-

flict

with

an-

y-

one

named

Na-

nook,

the

on-

ly

way

you

can

get

it

fixed

up

is

to

go

trudg-

in'

a-

cross

the

tun-

dra...

mile

af-

ter

mile!

Trudg-

in'

a-

cross

the

tun-

dra...

right

down

to

the

par-

ish

of

Saint

Al-

fon-

zo.