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told you to do. You are a fool, a fool you are. You go back again, 

 take your hoe, and expose the moist ground by removing the dry 

 surface in cutting off the weeds (wfklolantanangwu). " 



He returned to the house, and the next morning when they had 

 their morning meal he asked for a little grease of fat. They hunted 

 some, tied it up, and handed it to him. He took his hoe and fat, and 

 went to the field. Here he laid down his hoe and taking a little of 

 the tallow which he had brought with him, he scattered it all through 

 the corn-field, an act which in the Hopi language is expressed by the 

 same word, wfklolantanangwu. Hereupon he returned to the house 

 without having hoed any at all. Early the next morning he again 

 visited Spider Woman. "Have you come again?" she asked. "Yes," 

 he replied. "Now," she said, "you remember what I told you to do 

 yesterday. Have you done that way this time at least?" "Yes," 

 he said, "when we had eaten yesterday's morning meal I 

 asked my wife's mother for some tallow, which she gave me. I 

 wrapped it up and took it along to the field where I scattered it 

 throughout the field." "You are a fool, you are a fool, you are a 

 great fool. I never told you to do that. I told you to go and hoe 

 the corn, and you know if any man hoes and cuts off the weeds he 

 stirs the dry surface and the moist ground appears a little, and this 

 is what I meant, this is what I told you to do. But you go now, take 

 your hoe and you go and hoe the field." 



When he returned to the house he found his father-in-law sitting 

 and meditating, evidently being very sad. He had been to the field 

 several times, and although his son-in-law had always gone to the 

 field he did not find any work done there. The grass was growing, 

 the corn was becoming tired (dry) and wilted, and he was thinking 

 whether his daughter should not, send his son-in-law away. While 

 he was thus thinking, P6okong came to the house. When the latter 

 saw his father-in-law sitting there and evidently being very dis- 

 appointed, he asked him why he was so sad. "Yes," the man said, 

 "I have been thinking about our field. The grass and weeds are 

 growing and the com is getting tired. There ought to be some com 

 ears forming by this time, but it is getting dry. " "So that is what 

 you are thinking about," his son-in-law said. "Now, you must not 

 think about that any more. I shall go there to-day and we shall 

 finish hoeing that field to-day." Hereupon the two went to the 

 field. 



Spider Woman had in the meanwhile asked the clouds to hoe the 

 field of her grandchild, and when the two commenced to hoe, a cloud 

 was forming over the San Francisco mountain. Soon many clouds 



