Ere the moon has climbed the mountain , ere the rocks are ribbed with light , When the downward-dipping trails are dank and drear , Comes a breathing hard behind thee -- snuffle-snuffle through the night -- It is Fear , O Little Hunter , it is Fear ! On thy knees and draw the bow ; bid the shrilling arrow go ; In the empty , mocking thicket plunge the spear ; But thy hands are loosed and weak , and the blood has left thy cheek -- It is Fear , O Little Hunter , it is Fear ! When the heat-cloud sucks the tempest , when the slivered pine-trees fall , When the blinding , blaring rain-squalls lash and veer ; Through the war-gongs of the thunder rings a voice more loud than all -- It is Fear , O Little Hunter , it is Fear ! Now the spates are banked and deep ; now the footless boulders leap -- Now the lightning shows each littlest leaf-rib clear -- But thy throat is shut and dried , and thy heart against thy side Hammers : Fear , O Little Hunter -- this is Fear ! QUIQUERN The People of the Eastern Ice , they are melting like the snow -- They beg for coffee and sugar ; they go where the white men go . The People of the Western Ice , they learn to steal and fight ; `` They sell their furs to the trading-post : they sell their souls to the white . The People of the Southern Ice , they trade with the whaler 's crew ; Their women have many ribbons , but their tents are torn and few . But the People of the Elder Ice , beyond the white man 's ken -- Their spears are made of the narwhal-horn , and they are the last of the Men ! Translation . `` He has opened his eyes . Look ! '' `` Put him in the skin again . He will be a strong dog . On the fourth month we will name him . '' `` For whom ? '' said Amoraq . Kadlu 's eye rolled round the skin-lined snow-house till it fell on fourteen-year-old Kotuko sitting on the sleeping-bench , making a button out of walrus ivory . `` Name him for me , '' said Kotuko , with a grin . `` I shall need him one day . '' Kadlu grinned back till his eyes were almost buried in the fat of his flat cheeks , and nodded to Amoraq , while the puppy 's fierce mother whined to see her baby wriggling far out of reach in the little sealskin pouch hung above the warmth of the blubber-lamp .
Kotuko went on with his carving , and XXXXX threw a rolled bundle of leather dog-harnesses into a tiny little room that opened from one side of the house , slipped off his heavy deerskin hunting-suit , put it into a whalebone-net that hung above another lamp , and dropped down on the sleeping-bench to whittle at a piece of frozen seal-meat till Amoraq , his wife , should bring the regular dinner of boiled meat and blood-soup .
Elder Hammers Kadlu day leaf-rib left narwhal-horn pine-trees snuffle-snuffle war-gongs