that he would not forget them, and would return again when the sun was shining.
"He then began to take his leave of the people, who were very sorrowful. They asked him if there was anything he wished them to do during his absence. He answered, Yes, to follow his counsels till he returned. He then departed through the forest, in the direction of the great river, and was lost to view. The summers came and went, but he returned not. Yet, many of the hunters averred that when the moon shone through the twilight in the remote parts of the forest, they heard sounds like his voice, and saw forms like his and the maid he loved. They called to him, but he heeded them not, and both forms vanished in the shadows. Nor did he ever return. Yet the people of Neuroomia followed his counsels and revered his memory."
