Micmac and Passamaquoddy

Kulóskap umimat netinniaspʾnil Winpeul kʾchi mteolinul.

While the Master was pursuing Winpe the giant magician, One day at Uktukâmkw He saw afar in the distance Over the silent water, Far away in the sunset, Kwîmûŭk (the Loons) a-flying. Thence did their chief in a circle Lead them around the lake; Yet ever drawing nearer To the Home of Beasts and Men; And as he came, the Master Said: “What is thy will, O Kwîmû?”

To whom the Loon replied “I fain would be thy servant, Thy servant and thy friend.” Then the Master taught them a cry, A strange long cry like the howl Of a dog when he calls to the moon, Or when, far away in the forest, He seeks to find his master; And told them when they required him To utter this long strange cry.

Now it came to pass long after The Master in Uktâkŭmkûk (The which is Newfoundland) Came to an Indian village And all who dwelt therein Were Kwîmûŭk, who had been Loons in the time before; And now they were very glad As men to see once more The Master who had blessed them When they were only birds; Therefore he made them his huntsmen, Also his messengers; Hence comes that in all the stories Which are told of the mighty Master The Loons are ever his friends; And the Indians when they hear The cry of the Loons, exclaim: “Kwîmû elkomtûejul Kulóskapŭl,” “The Loon is calling Kulóskap,” the Master.