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Waub-O-Jeeg's men paid dearly for their victory, with many warriors wounded or dying. His own brother and best friend, Addick, both died in the battle. The dying Addick asked Waub-O-Jeeg to care for his wife and children. Waub-O-jeeg himself was bloodied with wounds in the breast and shoulder. After the battle he grieved over the loss of his brave warriors who had fallen in action and wrote a war song about the event. He also kept his wartime promise to take Addick's wife and two sons into his own lodge. Waub-O-Jeeg later married a younger woman and with her had six children, still caring for his friend's older wife who acted as grandmother to the children. | ||
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On that day when our heroes lay low - lay low, On that day when our heroes lay low, I fought by their side, and though ere I died, Just vengeance to take on the foe, Just vengeance to take on the foe. On that day, when our chieftains lay dead - lay dead, On that day when our chieftains lay dead, I fought hand to hand, at the head of my band, And here, on my breast, have I bled, and here, on my breast, have I bled. Our chiefs shall return no more - no more, Our chiefs shall return no more, Nor their brothers of war, who can show scar for scar, Like women their fates shall deplore - deplore, Like women their fates shall deplore. Five winters in hunting we'll spend - we'll spend, Five winters in hunting we'll spend, Till our youth, grown to men, we'll to war lead again, And our days, like our fathers, we'll end. And our days, like our fathers, we'll end. (From Schoolcraft, 1848) | |||
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