His son drove him across rivers and over mountains and lakes, and at last, he came to the brink of the world.

'Hold!' cried he, 'my son, you know my power, and that it is impossible to kill me.'" The combat ceased, the West acknowledging the Supremacy of his mighty son.[2] [Footnote 1: In the Ojibway dialect of the Algonkins, the word for day, sky or heaven, is _gijig_.

This same word as a verb means to be an adult, to be ripe (of fruits), to be finished, complete.

Rev.Frederick Baraga, _A Dictionary of the Olchipwe Language_, Cincinnati, 1853.

This seems to correspond with the statement in the myth.] [Footnote 2: H.E.Schoolcraft, _Algic Researches_, vol.i, pp.