Old Chief M’Sartto, Morning Star, had one son. The boy was so different from the other boys of their tribe that the Old Chief became worried. The boy would not stay and play with the others, but would take his bow and arrows, and leave home for many days at a time, always going toward the north.
When he came home his family asked, "Where have you been and what did you see?" But he had no reply.
At last Old Chief said to his wife, "The boy needs watching. I will follow him when he takes off again." A few days later, Old Chief followed the boy's trail. They traveled for a long time. Suddenly, Old Chief's eyes closed. He could not hear. A curious feeling came over him.
Later, when his eyes opened, he found himself in a strange, light country, with no sun, no moon, no stars, but the country was lit by a peculiar brightness. He saw many beings, but all of them were different from his own people. They gathered around him and tried to talk, but he did not understand their language.
Old Chief M'Sartto did not know where to go or what to do. He was very well treated by this strange tribe. He watched them play games and became attracted to a wonderful game of ball that he had never seen played before. The game seemed to turn the light into many colors. The players all had lights on their heads and wore very curious kinds of belts, called Menquan, or "Rainbow" belts.
In a few days, an old man came and spoke to Old Chief in his own language, asking if he knew where he was. "No," Old Chief replied.
"You are in the country of Wa-ba-ban of the northern lights," the stranger said. "I came here many years ago. I was the only one here from the 'Lower Country,' as we usually call it. But now there is a boy who comes to visit us every few days."
"How did you get here, and what tribe did you come from?" Old Chief asked.
"I follow the path called Spirits' Path, through the Milky Way," said the old man.
"That must be the same path I followed to come here," said Old Chief M'Sartto, Morning Star. "Did you have an odd feeling, as if you lost all sense of knowledge when you traveled here?"
"Yes, exactly that kind of sensation," he replied. "I could neither see nor hear."
"We did come by the same path," Old Chief said. "Can you now tell me how I can go to my home at the Wabanaki camp?"
"Yes, the Chief here can direct you.”
