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Hereupon he poured some of the paint over the bones and grass. He 

 then repeated the song several times, always pouring some of the 

 paint over the material as he concluded the song. All at once the 

 bones began to move under the cover. He waited a little and then 

 removed the cover and, behold! the maiden was alive. She sat up 

 and looked around. "Why do you want me?" she asked. "It is 

 not I that wanted you," he said, "but the Coyote," whereupon he 

 called the latter. The Coyote came running and the Badger said to 

 him: "You wanted me to revive this one, now she is alive again." 

 "Yes, " he said, "it was I who wanted it that way. " This way they 

 talked together and then they said they wanted to go home, and told 

 the maiden so. She was willing to go with them. 



As they went home the Coyote coveted the mana and wanted to 

 marry her, but the Badger was not willing. He said: "That is not 

 the purpose for which we brought her to life. She was to be our 

 clan sister (tdmci). We wanted her to build the fire for us. " They 

 finally came to Big Hill (Wopachomo), and the Coyote was anxious 

 to have the maiden. He rushed upon her and bit her in the calf of 

 her leg. The Badger was very angry, saying: "Why did you do that? 

 That is not the reason why we brought her. You are bad. " As he 

 was saying this the maiden fell down and died again. 



They were thinking where they should bury her. So the Badger 

 took the body on his back and took it south-west. The Coyote fol- 

 lowed him a short distance then returned to the place where she had 

 died, but he soon again followed, overtaking the Badger. "Why did 

 you follow me? " asked the Badger. "One does not follow the dead. " 

 In a little while the Coyote again ran back to the place where the 

 maiden had died. "When he comes back again," the Badger said to 

 himself: " I shall not say anything to him. But how shall I kill him? 

 He is bad." In a little while he put down the corpse and began to 

 dig a grave. As he was working at it the Coyote returned. So they 

 here buried the maiden and then returned home. 



But it was evening when they came to the Coyote's house. Here 

 they both remained over night. In the morning the Badger went to 

 his home, inviting his friend, however, to come and visit him the 

 next day. As he went home he was thinking how he should kill the 

 Coyote. As he went along he killed some bull-snakes (l6l6okongs). 

 When he arrived at his home he had killed four of them. On his 

 fireplace was standing a pot. He cut the l6l6okongs up into short 

 pieces and put the pieces into the drying pot. He stirred them 

 over a slow fire until they were thoroughly dry. The l6l6okongs 

 were fat. When he was done with this he put on another pot and 



