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In the morning they talked the matter over in the kivas, saying 

 to the watchers: "You are of no account. Next night we shall watch 

 again, many of us. " They agreed that they would watch at different 

 places, one also taking a position on the path that led down from the 

 village through a river or creek that passed by. So during the night 

 many watchers were distributed and hid away in the corners and 

 recesses of the streets, a weakly young man, an orphan, taking a 

 position near the aforesaid path at the river. They again noticed 

 the fires in the woods and all at once saw the ghost running towards 

 the village again, crossing the plaza, and running up the ladder of 

 the village chief's house. Again they heard him grind and sing for 

 a few minutes, then he left the house. The watchers jumped up and 

 wanted to grab him, but he jumped over them and tore away from 

 them. The small plaza was filled with people, but he jumped over 

 them and escaped, as he was very strong. But descending the trail 

 to the water he came upon the lonely watcher there, who jumped 

 up, grabbed him, and held him, crying out to the people on the plaza: 

 "I have the dualangwu. " So the people rushed down to the water 

 and saw that the young man had caught the ghost. The people then 

 led him back to the village and put him into a kiva, made a light, 

 and there they saw a Yahponcha sitting. The father had told him 

 that in the fourth night they would capture him, and so this became 

 true. 



Hereupon the crier cried out in the village : ' ' You that are living 

 here, all of you come and assemble here. " So the people all assem- 

 bled there and filled the kiva. The old men were crying and said: 

 "There is some reason for this, certainly it is not without some pur- 

 pose that he goes around this way and acts so. He certainl}^ wants 

 to do something bad." The village chief now requested that some 

 one go and take off the masks from the ghost. Then some one 

 approached him, but the masks were fastened securely around his 

 neck, so the man cut the strings with his knife and took off the first 

 mask and laid it on the floor, and behold! there was another mask. 

 So he took that off and laid it on the floor, but found that there was 

 another mask, and he took that one off and laid it on the floor. But 

 he saw that there was a fourth mask and that was a Katcin-mana: 

 mask, so he took that off and they all looked at the personage, and 

 behold! it was the chief's son. " Puyaami! " they all said (an expres- 

 sion of regret and sorrow). "That is the chief's son!" They found 

 that he had some bahos tied to each wrist and to each ankle. These 

 they untied, also placing them on the floor. 



He was a nice, clean, handsome youth; had turquoise ear pen- 



