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Usage examples of siena.

Northward where the wild goose ends its flight Siena will father a great people!

Then Siena lifted a quivering whitefish and tossed it upon the bank where his mother Ema, with other women of the tribe, sun-dried the fish upon a rock.

Ema dropped in the grass wailing that the end of the world had come, while Siena, unable to move hand or foot, breathed another prayer to Naza of the northland--his god of gods.

Then he drew Siena away from the bank, and began to explain the meaning and use of the wonderful shooting stick.

He reloaded it and fired again and yet again, until Siena understood and was all aflame at the possibilities of such a weapon.

Then he bade Siena farewell, entered the boat with his men and drifted round a bend of the swift Athabasca.

In the twilight Siena wended his way home and placed eight moose tongues before the whimpering squaws.

Crees lolled in their wigwams, when less labor fell to Siena, he set traps in the snow trails for silver fox and marten.

Baroma yielded to his advisers and consented to let Siena save them from starvation by means of his wonderful shooting stick.

Baroma, muttering deep in his throat like distant thunder, gave sentence to starve Siena until he volunteered to go forth to hunt, or let him be the first to die.

At night in the dead stillness, when even no mourning of wolf came over the frozen wilderness, Siena lay in his brush tepee close and warm under his blanket.

When the Crees all fall like leaves in autumn, then Siena and his people will go back to the north.

The wary beasts would not have allowed him to steal close, as a warrior armed with a bow must have done, but Siena fired into the herd at long range.

Again Siena was listening to voices on the wind, voices that had been still for long, which he had tried to forget.

Sharp on the dying echoes Siena bellowed his war whoop, and it was the second time in a hundred years for foes to hear that terrible, long-drawn cry.