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come to the gap north-east of the village, where I shall be waiting 

 for you." The girl ate the corn and then removing the stone cover 

 from the hatch-way, climbed out. Her parents were eating their 

 morning meal near the fire-place. She was using the little blanket as 

 a loin cloth. She passed her parents and went out. "Where are you 

 going?" her father said. "Oh my, that you did not tell me about 

 yourself." The girl went down and around the east side of the village. 

 "Don't go away," her mother said. The girl proceeded, weeping as 

 follows : 



Hao inguu! 



Oh my mother! 

 Um nui mava, mava 



You me refused, refused 

 Owata, kwawata, 



Bridal robe, (and) belt. 

 Um nui mava, mava, 

 You me refused, refused. 



The people on the housetops saw her, and some were angry. AH 

 at once they saw the Kokoshori Katcina meet' the girl, take her on his 

 back, and take her away. The Wren had sent the Katcina. In a 

 little while they came upon a batu-vota (water shield) which they 

 mounted. They were then carried away to Kishiwuu where they 

 arrived in a little while. They came to a spring which was the door 

 to their kiva. This door the Kokoshori opened and they entered. 

 The Hahaii Wuhti lived there with the Kokoshori, and beside her 

 very many Katcinas. It was winter, but they fed the girl water- 

 melons, muskmelons, roasting ears, etc. When they had eaten, all 

 the Katcinas danced all day and were very happy, because the Koko- 

 shori had now a child. They brought much sweet-corn and gave 

 it to the girl. Every evening they had a dance. At last the girl had 

 grown up to be a maiden. 



The Kokoshori often went to Oraibi and saw that the girl's mother 

 was very homesick. She did not go anywhere, but was lying down 

 all the time. One time the Kokoshori said to the maiden "Your 

 mother is very lonely and is crying. We shall take you to her." The 

 girl cried and did not want to go. But the Katcinas said they would 

 pity her and visit her sometimes. One time all the Katcinas dressed 

 up and took the maiden to the village. When they arrived they 

 danced at the place where the Wikolapi kiva now is. While they 

 danced some of the women recognized the maiden and told her mother. 

 The latter would not believe it. "My daughter is gone," she said. 



