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last the young man was annoyed at being told to get up early in the 

 morning and at hearing of the beheaded ones. Then he told his parents : 

 ''Make many moccasins for me and let them be durable." When his 

 moccasins were made he -started out, going at random, carrying his 

 moccasins. After traveling a long time he came to a camp. He went to 

 an old tent at the end of the camp. It belonged to an old woman. "It 

 is my grandson ; it is that young man who is always lying down ! 

 Where are you going?" his grandmother asked him. "I am seeking 

 the beheaded ones, my grandmother," he said. "I do not know any- 

 thing of them," his grandmother told him. So he started again and 

 went traveling along. Finally he came to a camp and at the very end 

 stood an old tent. "It is my grandson ! It is he, the sleeping young 

 man! Where are you going?" said the old woman to him. "I am 

 seeking for the beheaded ones, my grandmother," he told her. "I 

 have never heard tell of them," she said to him. So he went on and 

 continued to travel. After many days and nights he came to a camp ; 

 at the end was an old tent to which he went ; it belonged to an old 

 woman. "Oh, my grandson ! It must be he, that sleeping young 

 man !" She knew him at once. "My grandmother, I am seeking the 

 beheaded ones," he said. "My grandson, they are far away," she told 

 him. So he went on and continued traveling for days and nights. 

 Finally he came to where there was an old tent at the end of a camp; 

 as he went towards it an old woman came out. "Oh, my grandson ! 

 It must be he, that sleeping young man ! Where are you going, my 

 grandson?" "I am seeking the beheaded ones, my grandmother." 

 "When I was of your age I used to hear tell about them," she said. 

 After he had eaten, he went on and continued traveling until at last he 

 again came to a camp at the end of which stood an old tent. He went 

 to it and an old woman came out. "Oh, my grandson ! It is he, the 

 sleeping young man !" his grandmother said. "I am seeking the be- 

 headed ones, my grandmother." "Oh, my grandson, they are very pow- 

 erful and dangerous ! My grandson, you must be careful !" Then he 

 went on again. As he went, traveling more quickly, birds floated in 

 the air before him; they made a noise that could be heard far off, just 

 as if they were giving warning. Then the young man came to a camp 

 where seven young men were living together. Before he went into the 

 camp he put on woman's clothing and acted as a woman. The seven 

 young men, who were all fine looking, at once became jealous of one 

 another on account of this supposed woman. They all wanted to marry 

 her. "Let him, or him, marry her, or I or you will take her," they 

 said to each other. They were somewhat suspicious on account of her 



