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INDIAN STORY AND SONG
moved around the circle, waving the "calumets" over the heads of the multitude. As the "calumets '' passed slowly by, the people took up the choral, until at last the great lodge resounded with its majestic cadences. The leaping flames from the central fire lit up the faces of the hundreds of men and women; while the swaying feathers of the "calumets" cast great wing-like shadows on the glistening roof, and seemed to make real the symbolic presence of the mighty eagle himself, circling over the people as he sped on his mission, bearing the benediction of good will among men.
Once, at the close of this song, an old Indian turned to me and said, "The 'calumets' are of God."
The words of this choral refer to the blessing of
peace given to "the fathers" in ancient days, and
now brought by the symbolic "calumets" to "the
Down through the ages vast, On wings strong and true, From great Wa-kon'-da comes Good will unto you,— Peace, that shall here remain.