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A fictional account of Norse explorers whose lives become intertwined with those of Native Americans while attempting to settle the new world west of Greenland.
At Bird Mountain, a week has passed since Sigurth is buried in a grand ceremony that finally recognizes the great person he had been. At the cliff where Sigurth died, two cousins, Gunnar, Sigurth's son, and Garth, Sveyin's, look west at the ocean and decide to cross it. They wish to find if Sveyin is still alive, and if the settlement of Norwegians still remains.
What follows is an adventure that is anything but what they expected. They find Sveyin, then journey with him into the depths of an enormous land, the size and nature of which could not have been imagined. GITCHE' MANITOU is about the Native Americans and the nations they encountered along the way, nations that existed 500 year before Columbus whose abilities and achievements were in ways equal to any other on earth.

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Historical

Native Americans

Pre-Columbian era

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Publié par	iUniverse
Date de parution	16 septembre 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781663239280
Langue	English

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Gitche’ MANITOU

Guardian of The People

LYLE FUGLEBERG

GITCHE’MANITOU
GUARDIAN OF THE PEOPLE

Copyright © 2022 Lyle Fugleberg.

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Certain characters in this work are historical figures, and certain events portrayed did take place. However, this is a work of fiction. All of the other characters, names, and events as well as all places, incidents, organizations, and dialogue in this novel are either the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.

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ISBN: 978-1-6632-3927-3 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6632-3929-7 (hc)
ISBN: 978-1-6632-3928-0 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2022908229

iUniverse rev. date: 09/08/2022

Contents
Prelude

Chapter 1 Kanata
Part One
Chapter 2 Bird Mountain
Chapter 3 Kanata
Chapter 4 The Austratt
Chapter 5 Welcoming
Chapter 6 A Meeting
Chapter 7 Sveyin
Chapter 8 Reunion
Chapter 9 Vision
Chapter 10 Discussion
Chapter 11 Morning
Chapter 12 A Hunt
Chapter 13 Winter
Part Two
Chapter 14 Spring
Chapter 15 Summer
Chapter 16 Flint
Chapter 17 Encounters
Chapter 18 King Rivers
Chapter 19 High Banks
Chapter 20 The Guardian
Chapter 21 Gitche’ Manitou
Chapter 22 Riverbend
Chapter 23 Winter
Chapter 24 Spring
Chapter 25 What
Chapter 26 End
Chapter 27 Closer
Chapter 28 Lark
Part Three
Chapter 29 Last Leg
Chapter 30 Tatahuana
Chapter 31 Tatahuana 2
Chapter 32 Tatahuana 2+
Chapter 33 Tatahuana 3
Chapter 34 Tatahuana 3+
Chapter 35 Tatahuana 4
Chapter 36 Tatahuana 4+
Chapter 37 Tatahuana 5
Chapter 38 Tatahuana 5+
Chapter 39 Tatahuana 6
Chapter 40 Long Day

Afterword

Prelude

Gitche’ Manitou begins as a sequel to From Bird Mountain , a fictional account of Norse explorers who made attempts to settle the new world west of Greenland discovered by Bjarni Herjolfsson in 986 AD.
We know, or at least the sagas indicate so, there were extensive attempts beginning in 1000 AD, when the first settlement was made in a “Vinland” by Leif Eiriksson, somewhere in the vicinity of what is called Newfoundland, possibly Prince Edward island. The next ten to twelve year history also records other explorations and settling attempts hundred of miles farther west, including the first European born on American soil, making From Bird Mountain as plausible as it is.
Since Gitche’ Manitou begins where From Bird Mountain ends, it does so in “Kanata” with the fictional Norse inhabitants who comprise its colony. “Kanata” is the Haudenosaunee word for “settlement” so is aptly named. (The Haudenosaunee are one of the nations and languages, including the Iroquoian, near to the area of settlement, the south side of the bay formed at the confluence of the St. Lawrence river near present day Quebec City)
Gitche’ Manitou , Guardian of the People, is about the land that is North America 500 years before Columbus. The people that inhabit it beyond Kanata don’t know of other worlds or that they’re new. As the narrative unfolds, it becomes clear they’re not, and may not only predate their “discoverer,” but also lead in other ways as well.

Chapter 1
KANATA
In the year 1012
To select his attack force, the war chief beat a drum while circling his home three times. This brought men from all corners of the village forward for consideration. From this group three hands of men were selected, the chosen group assembling in the community center where they were sanctified. This sanctification consisted of three days of only drinking a warm decoction of consecrated herbs and roots, at the same time standing without relief during the daylight hours, all of this to insure their purification.
Thus prepared, and without a desecration of the holy fast, the force left the cover of the woods, boarded canoes, and with hardly a sound, stroked close to shore in the afternoon shadows to the far side of the ridge overlooking the targeted settlement, Kanata.
The warriors are soon in place. Each is painted as a devil spirit; each is heavily armed; and each is hiding in the shrubs lining the ridge.
The war chief, who led the group in whispered footfalls up the far side of the ridge as the sun started its dive, settled on the southern end of the line nearest the pathway that switch-backed down to the settlement. Peering through the tangle, he watched the end of the day workings below—he saw fishers pull lines; gardeners stand and dust-off; tenders round up animals.
Ondur, in a field hoeing weeds, stood and stretched when a teen-age boy a short distance away, said, “What’s that?”
He turned and looked in all directions as a matter of habit before turning west and squinting. “What? I don’t see anything.”
The boy looked again, shielding his eyes, then shrugged. Ondur snorted, tossed a clump at him and laughed.
It’s been a productive day and all about the community people are dirty and tired and hungry.
The sun continued its drop. As it does a shadow forms on the east side of the slope and begins its march.
On the ridge mouths go dry . . . the warriors are impatient. Their nation has been at peace for many seasons, and although they trained hard in hunting and war games, at least half of them don’t have trophies from actual combat. So they crouch and salivate, ignoring the tiring effects of their sanctification.
With a signal, they will descend into the settlement like ghosts, silently, while crouching and moving past one bush or obstruction after another with panther steps. When the first contact is made, they will explode and charge with all the fury in their being. They will attack without qualm or mercy, dispatching the men and boys first, then the women and children. When in the last stages, they will rape the women before their death strokes; they will scalp the men.
Exceptions will be for tots to be adopted into their nation, and a few men cornered for capture. They will bring the captives back to their nation as proof of their great victory. The captive men will be undressed and tied to poles in the center of the village, where they will be subjected to the women, who with sharp sticks, torches and clubs, will enact the most horrible torture and death they can manage.
Before returning, when the killing including selected animals is complete, the warriors will throw the bodies into structures and put the community to torch. Anything attractive or useful will be collected and put aside, particularly tools, knives and weapons made from that unbelievably hard and sharp substance called iron, none of which has been shared previously with them.
For all of this they wait, tension building, the air seeming heavier. Songbirds that had flitted settled in place, eyes blinking; chipmunks the same in leafy shelters.
The chief slowly raised his arm. Dropping it would be the signal. But just as he was about to make his move, an arrow thwacked into a tree above his head. He recoiled and ducked as another thudded beside the first, the two quivering.
He turned to see a man one hundred feet away setting another arrow in place, and as he did, five warriors came from behind and alined with him, all likewise arming.
The man shouted, “Don’t do it . . . Don’t attack! If you do you will be the first to die!”
He spoke in one of the Haundenosaunee dialects, which although different from the Ottawa, is understood.
“Go back the way you came!” The man shouted while firing a third arrow, which hit between the first two.
Someone below in the shadow enveloping the settlement sounded an alarm. To those looking down it looks like an ant nest that’s been disturbed.
The Chief stumbled to his feet.
“Don’t do it!” Six arrows are now ready to fly.
“Go back the way you came! Go back the way you came! We will talk later. There needs to be peace. It will be better if we are friends. But for now go . . . go back the way you came!”
The Chieftain wavered, stuttered “Who are you?”
“ Gitche’ Manitou! . . . Now go!”
The chief slowly turned, hesitated and looked back. The man who shouted has dropped his bow from a firing position, and now held up his right hand, two fingers up, in the sign for “let us be friends.” The chief, after a few blinks, nodded, signed as well, then turned and started walking, with a head shake signaling to his astounded warriors to fall in behind.
Most of them don’t understand. Crouching or laying out of sight as they’d been, those farther down the line don’t hear the commotion, and don’t see why they should stand to follow the line turning around. But they also hear the alarm and see changes in the settlement indicating everyth