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GLOOSCAP
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He could not endure the deceit of the double-tongued trader ;
He grieved when his people when down like the trees of the forest
Before the debauchery and greed of the unscrupulous paleface,
Who laid on him impious hands,[1] as the heathen on Samson.

His kettle[2] lies turned upside-down near the base of old Blomidon;
His dogs are transformed into rocks,[2] where they stood looking westward
When Glooscap sailed out on the ebb-tide,[3] an exile through falsehood,
To return when his people learn Truth, amidst wildest rejoicings.[4]

Oh helpless and hopeless indeed were the gods of tradition,
The power of God must come down to uplift what has fallen,
Or Glooscap can never return to his people who love him.
Our forests are yours, cries the sage, if you give us our Glooscap.[5]

Bay View, P. E. I., Nov. 1901.


  1. Tradition relates how the early French did their utmost to capture Glooscap that they might exhibit him in France. He burst great ropes, and proved his superhuman powers in a hundred ways
  2. 2.0 2.1 These rocks, near the base of Blomidon, are still known to the Micmacs as Glooscap's kettle and dogs.
  3. The irresistible ebb-tide carries objects past Cape Split far out into the Bay of Fundy.
  4. They also look for a Millennium.
  5. See "Legends of the Micmacs," Rand.