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like a young man. He was entirely white, and as he came running 

 there was the figure of a hand painted on his back. "Alas! I fool! 

 Why was I so proud of my body ? I did not think that I should have 

 such a lover as this ugly one. I thought my body too good." She 

 struck the dog on the head with her axe to kill it. Then she went back, 

 carrying her wood. And the woman became with child ; quicklv she was 

 pregnant, and soon ready to give birth. She never ceased thinking of 

 him who came into her tent. After a time she became sick, but no 

 one knew it. Without difficulty, like a dog, she gave birth to two 

 little dogs and two little bitches. "Alas ! Indeed I did not think this 

 when I thought so much of myself," said the woman when she gave 

 birth to them. Gradually the little dogs grew larger and played about 

 inside the tent. The woman loved the children and fed them and they 

 grew fast. Every morning she used to sit outside her tent. Then she 

 saw a dog's tracks leading to the door, and turning back. To her 

 surprise small tracks followed them. "Alas, my children, where have 

 they gone? Where did they go? For I love them.'' She ran into her 

 tent, took all her moccasins that were good, and made them into a 

 bundle. ^ Then she followed straight after her children's tracks. All 

 her way she followed the tracks. There was one large track and fol- 

 lowing this the little ones of the children, of her beloved dog-children. 

 At last the tracks became different. They were the tracks of a real 

 human person and of children. "My children whom I love, I wonder 

 where they are going ! Alas, I wish I could see them ! Where will they 

 go?" She came to a tent, painted all red, directly before her as she 

 was going. The tracks and those of the following children led straight 

 to the tent. When she came close she saw a man whose head was 

 bound ; and the robe he wore was entirely red. "Come, look out !" said 

 the man to his children, and one of them looked out. "Father, it is my 

 mother who has come!" he said. Another one peeped out. "Indeed, it 

 is she, it is our mother," he told his father. Right in front of the 

 tent the woman stopped. "What do yOu come for?'' the man said to her 

 from inside. "I came for my children." said the woman. ''No. Go 

 back," the man said to her. "Father, let my mother in!" said one of 

 the children. "No, tell her to turn back," said the man. "Come, father, 

 let my mother in ! Let her in, father." "Well, then, tell her to come in." 

 Then the woman entered. She was surprised to see a handsome young 

 man sitting at the back of the tent. He wore a fine robe. "What do 

 you wish? You did wrong to me. You must go back." he said to her. 

 "If you had only looked like that l>efore! If you had looked as you do 

 now when you first came to me, I would not have wronged you," she 



