On the Way to the Mission

(by Duncan Campbell Scott 1862-1947)

THEY dogged him all one afternoon,
Through the bright snow,
Two whitemen servants of greed;
He knew that they were there,
But he turned not his head;

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He was an Indian trapper;
He planted his snow-shoes firmly,
He dragged the long toboggan
Without rest.
The three figures drifted
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Like shadows in the mind of a seer;
The snow-shoes were whisperers
On the threshold of awe;
The toboggan made the sound of wings,
A wood-pigeon sloping to her nest.
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The Indian’s face was calm.
He strode with the sorrow of fore-knowledge,
But his eyes were jewels of content
Set in circles of peace.
They would have shot him;
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But momently in the deep forest,
They saw something flit by his side:
Their hearts stopped with fear.
Then the moon rose.
They would have left him to the spirit, 
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But they saw the long toboggan
Rounded well with furs,
With many a silver fox-skin,
With the pelts of mink and of otter.
They were the servants of greed;
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When the moon grew brighter
And the spruces were dark with sleep,
They shot him.
When he fell on a shield of moonlight
One of his arms clung to his burden;
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The snow had not melted:
The spirit passed away.
Then the servants of greed
Tore off the cover to count their gains;
They shuddered away into the shadows,
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Hearing each the loud heart of the other.
Silence was born.
There in the tender moonlight,
As sweet as they were in life,
Glimmered the ivory features,
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Of the Indian’s wife.In the manner of Montagnais women
Her hair was rolled with braid;
Under her waxen fingers
A crucifix was laid.
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He was drawing her down to the Mission,
To bury her there in spring,
When the bloodroot comes and the windflower
To silver everything. 
But as a gift of plunder
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Side by side were they laid,
The moon went on to her setting
And covered them with shade. 
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Married and father of two. Living in Waterloo, Ontario. Workplace health and safety professional. Blogger. Poet. Nature hiker. History buff. Inspirational writer. Newsboy for Jesus.

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