"Then it is time to eat the bear's head," said Koolee. "His spirit is
now with our fathers."
"Why not have a feast?" said Kesshoo. "There hasn't been any fresh meat
in the village since the bear was killed, and I don't believe the rest
have had anything to eat but dried fish. We have plenty of bear's meat
still."
Koolee hopped down off the bench and put some more moss into the lamp.
"You bring in the meat," she said, "and tell the twins to go to all the
igloos and invite the people to come at sunset."
"All right," Kesshoo answered, and he went out at once to the
storehouse to get the meat.