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put them into a tray, waved them up and down, singing the following 

 song over them : 



Pipichacha, pipichacha (archaic). 

 Talahoya, huwamu, itimu! 

 Wake up, please, my children! 



Then I threw all the bones outside and there my children got alive 

 again, and since then they are so beautifully figured." She was, of 

 course, deceiving him. "Oh!" the Coyote said; "yes, these are very 

 pretty, and I shall do the same." 



In the evening he returned to his house and early the next morning 

 he went after wood. Returning with the wood, he heated *his oven. 

 He made the oven very hot, then took one of his children and pitied 

 it, but the little Turkeys had been so pretty and he had so envied them 

 for their pretty figuring, that he threw the little Coyote into the oven. 

 Hereupon another one, and another one, as he had a great many 

 children. He threw them into the oven until the oven was full. 

 He placed a stone over the opening and plastered up the oven. While 

 they were being baked in the oven he ground some com to make some 

 hurushiki. So in the evening he took them out of the oven and found 

 them thoroughly baked. He took out one after another and then 

 commenced to eat. They tasted very fine. He ate all the meat, 

 but the bones he did not hurt. He did not break any, nor did he 

 crush any with his teeth. Gathering the bones into a basket he went 

 to sleep. 



During the night the Turkey mother said to her children : ' * We 

 had better flee away from here on account of your. uncle, the Coyote, 

 because he will be very angry and will certainly come and devour 

 us." Hereupon she sent her children away to the San Francisco 

 Mountains (near Flagstaff). She took the pelts, blankets, etc., in 

 which they had been sleeping, and rolling some of the smaller ones up, 

 placed them on the floor and covered them up so as to make them 

 appear as if they were still sleeping, under the covering. Hereupon 

 she followed her children. 



The Coyote in the meanwhile got up once and looked whether the 

 sun was not yet rising, but it was still dark. After a while he looked 

 again and then the sun came out. He at once took the tray (tuchaiya) 

 containing the bones of his children, went out with it, waved it up and 

 down the way the Turkey Woman had shown him, and sang the song 

 which she had told him she had sung over the bones of her children. 

 Hereupon he also threw the bones away. But alas! nothing became 

 alive, and only the bones were lying there. When he saw what had 



