elected lot from the love she now desires but which she once denied,
and this by a fate more relentless than the power of Perdlugssuaq, a
fate which they do not comprehend, but which is, perchance, the Will of
Him Whose Voice sometimes comes as a strange whistling singing in the
boreal lights, and Who, to the creatures of His making, teaches the
lessons of life through the sorrows which result from the acts of their
own choosing . . .  Sometime--when, they do not know--the sun and moon
will meet.  They will then, having endured loneliness and long
yearning, be immeasurably happy, and in the consummation of their
desire all mankind will share . . .  For as ultimate darkness closes,
all who have been true to the highest ideals of the chase will be
lifted into celestial hunting grounds, where no one is ever hungry nor
where is it ever cold; all who have done noble deeds will be hailed as
celestial heroes.  He who died to save another will attain immortal
life; he who gave of his substance to feed the starving will find
ineffable food and in abundance; he who loved greatly, who suffered
rejection uncomplainingly, and who sought untiringly--even as the moon
pursued Sukh-eh-nukh for ages--will, in that land where the heart never
aches and where there are no tears, see the very fair face of his
beloved smiling a divine welcome, and her eyes filled with a radiant
response, gazing into his own.  The end of the world will come, and
with it will cease the suffering struggles of all the world's races.
And then all the highest hopes of men will find their realisation in an
undreamed-of heaven to which all who have lived without cowardice,
ingratitude or taint of selfishness in their hearts, will be translated
as the world's last aurora closes its mystic veils in the northern
skies._