For the young women have turned aside from the old paths, nor do the young men longer honor the old totems and the old gods.

So these are bad days, Tenas Hee-Hee, and they behold old Muskim go down in sorrow to the grave." "Ai! Ai! It is so!" wailed Neepoosa.
"Because of the madness of thy people have my people become mad," Muskim continued.

"They come over the salt sea like the waves of the sea, thy people, and they go--ah! who knoweth where ?" "Ai! Who knoweth where ?" Neepoosa lamented, rocking slowly back and forth.
"Ever they go towards the frost and cold; and ever do they come, more people, wave upon wave!" "Ai! Ai! Into the frost and cold! It is a long way, and dark and cold!" She shivered, then laid a sudden hand on Frona's arm.

"And thou goest ?" Frona nodded.
"And Tenas Hee-Hee goest! Ai! Ai! Ai!" The tent-flap lifted, and Matt McCarthy peered in.

"It's yerself, Frona, is it?
With breakfast waitin' this half-hour on ye, an' old Andy fumin' an' frettin' like the old woman he is.