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body into fragments. "You have destroyed my uncles unmercifully, 

 and I have to pay you back," said Light-Stone. The old woman was 

 ground to death. 



Light-Stone gathered some wood and piled it up by the old woman 

 and set fire to her. The fire was large and the sparks from her body 

 flew far away. Each spark from her body would say, "Light-Stone 

 can't put out my existence." Whenever the sparks flew out from her 

 body, they would light a short distance from the burning fire. "Light- 

 Stone cannot injure me," said each spark. Light-Stone went and took 

 up the spark and threw it back into the fire. Another spark would fly 

 off from the fire, and say, "Light- Stone cannot injure me." Light- 

 Stone went and took up the spark and threw it back to the fire, until 

 the whole body was in ashes. Thus the old woman was killed. 



Light-Stone, with a bow and four arrows, two of which were 

 painted in red. and the otTier two in black, then went to work and erected 

 a sweat-lodge of willows, and used the tipi cloth and blankets for a 

 covering. He stepped cff a short distance from the sweat-lodge, and 

 shot one black arrow up in the air. "Get a\yay, uncles ! Get out of the 

 lodge, uncles !" said he. The lodge moved at the bottom. Then he 

 took a red arrow and shot it up into the air and said, "Get away, 

 uncles ! G^t out of the lodge !'■' Then he took a black arrow and shot 

 it up in the air, and said, "Get out, uncles ! the arrow is coming down ! 

 Get out of the way !" The lodge moved on its sides. Then he shot the 

 last red arrow and thereout came his six uncles, alive again. 



"My mother told me that all of you had gone to visit the camp- 

 circle some time ago, and I found you here, all killed by the cruel old 

 woman. I have made all of you come to life again. I am your 

 nephew," said Light-Stone. "Oh, I am so glad to see you, nephew!" 

 said one, kissing him tenderly. Each man repeated the sentence, kiss- 

 ing the nephew and thanking him for his victory. 



So there was quite a party of them. They went back, and when 

 they came within a short distance of the tipi, the sister saw the crowd 

 advancing and went to meet them. She kissed her brothers and son and 

 was very glad for their return, and the folks were all together again in 

 peace and harmony. 



One day there came to their tipi an old woman She had an iron 

 digging stick and a big bag, like those used for keeping clothing, etc., 

 in. "Oh, I am so glad to see you-, my dear grandchildren," said the old 

 woman, dropping the heavy bag on the ground. "I am going to take 

 my bag Inside, for it is heavy. It is a sacred bag and I am the owner 

 of it and therefore I can open it myself, butTt is prohibited to others." 



