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had not the faith in my emprise and invention to venture through the
night to the pit and the stake I had devised for the undoing of
Sabre…Tooth。 But my woman； my savage mate held me； savage that I
was； and her eyes drew me； and her arms chained me； and her twining
legs and heart beating to mine seduced me from my far dream of
things； my man's achievement； the goal beyond goals； the taking and
the slaying of Sabre…Tooth on the stake in the pit。
Once I wan Ushu； the archer。 I remember it well。 For I was lost
from my own people； through the great forest； till I emerged on the
flat lands and grass lands； and was taken in by a strange people；
kin in that their skin was white； their hair yellow； their speech
not too remote from mine。 And she was Igar； and I drew her as I
sang in the twilight； for she was destined a race…mother； and she
was broad…built and full…dugged； and she could not but draw to the
man heavy…muscled； deep…chested； who sang of his prowess in man…
slaying and in meat…getting； and so； promised food and protection to
her in her weakness whilst she mothered the seed that was to hunt
the meat and live after her。
And these people knew not the wisdom of my people； in that they
snared and pitted their meat and in battle used clubs and stone
throwing…sticks and were unaware of the virtues of arrows swift…
flying； notched on the end to fit the thong of deer…sinew； well…
twisted； that sprang into straightness when released to the spring
of the ask…stick bent in the middle。
And while I sang； the stranger men laughed in the twilight。 And
only she； Igar； believed and had faith in me。 I took her alone to
the hunting； where the deer sought the water…hole。 And my bow
twanged and sang in the covert； and the deer fell fast…stricken； and
the warm meat was sweet to us； and she was mine there by the water…
hole。
And because of Igar I remained with the strange men。 And I taught
them the making of bows from the red and sweet…smelling wood like
unto cedar。 And I taught them to keep both eyes open； and to aim
with the left eye； and to make blunt shafts for small game； and
pronged shafts of bone for the fish in the clear water； and to flake
arrow…heads from obsidian for the deer and the wild horse； the elk
and old Sabre…Tooth。 But the flaking of stone they laughed at； till
I shot an elk through and through； the flaked stone standing out and
beyond； the feathered shaft sunk in its vitals； the whole tribe
applauding。
I was Ushu； the archer； and Igar was my woman and mate。 We laughed
under the sun in the morning； when our man…child and woman…child；
yellowed like honey…bees； sprawled and rolled in the mustard； and at
night she lay close in my arms； and loved me； and urged me； because
of my skill at the seasoning of woods and the flaking of arrow…
heads； that I should stay close by the camp and let the other men
bring to me the meat from the perils of hunting。 And I listened；
and grew fat and short…breathed； and in the long nights； unsleeping；
worried that the men of the stranger tribe brought me meat for my
wisdom and honour； but laughed at my fatness and undesire for the
hunting and fighting。
And in my old age； when our sons were man…grown and our daughters
were mothers； when up from the southland the dark men； flat…browed；
kinky…headed； surged like waves of the sea upon us and we fled back
before them to the hill…slopes； Igar； like my mates far before and
long after； leg…twining； arm…clasping； unseeing far visions； strove
to hold me aloof from the battle。
And I tore myself from her； fat and short…breathed； while she wept
that no longer I loved her； and I went out to the night…fighting and
dawn…fighting； where； to the singing of bowstrings and the shrilling
of arrows； feathered； sharp…pointed； we showed them； the kinky…
heads； the skill of the killing and taught them the wit and the
willing of slaughter。
And as I died them at the end of the fighting； there were death
songs and singing about me； and the songs seemed to sing as these
the words I have written when I was Ushu； the archer； and Igar； my
mate…woman； leg…twining； arm…clasping； would have held me back from
the battle。
Once； and heaven alone knows when； save that it was in the long ago
when man was young； we lived beside great swamps； where the hills
drew down close to the wide； sluggish river； and where our women
gathered berries and roots； and there were herds of deer； of wild
horses； of antelope； and of elk； that we men slew with arrows or
trapped in the pits or hill…pockets。 From the river we caught fish
in nets twisted by the women of the bark of young trees。
I was a man； eager and curious as the antelope when we lured it by
waving grass clumps where we lay hidden in the thick of the grass。
The wild rice grew in the swamp； rising sheer from the water on the
edges of the channels。 Each morning the blackbirds awoke us with
their chatter as they left their roosts to fly to the swamp。 And
through the long twilight the air was filled with their noise as
they went back to their roosts。 It was the time that the rice
ripened。 And there were ducks also； and ducks and blackbirds
feasted to fatness on the ripe rice half unhusked by the sun。
Being a man； ever restless； ever questing； wondering always what lay
beyond the hills and beyond the swamps and in the mud at the river's
bottom； I watched the wild ducks and blackbirds and pondered till my
pondering gave me vision and I saw。 And this is what I saw； the
reasoning of it：
Meat was good to eat。 In the end； tracing it back； or at the first；
rather； all meat came from grass。 The meat of the duck and of the
blackbird came from the seed of the swamp rice。 To kill a duck with
an arrow scarce paid for the labour of stalking and the long hours
in hiding。 The blackbirds were too small for arrow…killing save by
the boys who were learning and preparing for the taking of larger
game。 And yet； in rice season； blackbirds and ducks were
succulently fat。 Their fatness came from the rice。 Why should I
and mine not be fat from the rice in the same way？
And I thought it out in camp； silent； morose； while the children
squabbled about me unnoticed； and while Arunga； my mate…woman；
vainly scolded me and urged me to go hunting for more meat for the
many of us。
Arunga was the woman I had stolen from the hill…tribes。 She and I
had been a dozen moons in learning common speech after I captured
her。 Ah； that day when I leaped upon her； down from the over…
hanging tree…branch as she padded the runway！ Fairly upon her
shoulders with the weight of my body I smote her； my fingers wide…
spreading to clutch her。 She squalled like a cat there in the
runway。 She fought me and bit me。 The nails of her hands were like
the claws of a tree…cat as they tore at me。 But I held her and
mastered her； and for two days beat her and forced her to travel
with me down out of the