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to me," and ''This pile is mine," and all scrambled for the meat. Then 

 they returned to their camp well provided with food. "Come over 

 here, this man has meat!" the people cried out, inviting each other^ 

 without having worked at all for their food. Then they wished to re- 

 main with the girl and her brother on account of their wonderful deeds. 

 But the girl said : "You should go on and look out for yourselves. If 

 you depend upon me I may also do wrong. Even if you leave me here 

 alone with all this plenty and then return to me, I might do wrong. 

 Therefore I think that you ought not to live through me. We will 

 subsist on what we now have as long as' it lasts, and then I will do no 

 more." Then she told the bear : "You can go back to your old place 

 and look for your own food. Over there is timber ; there you can 

 wander about." Then she said the same to the panther, and both the 

 animals went ofif, each going his own way. Then the girl said: "Now 

 I will go to our father. My brother will go to our father. This myth 

 will be for all time. People will tell of me and there will be tradition 

 of me. I shall be in heaven, but my name will remain below." Then 

 they went up to heaven. They are living yet, she is still here. Look at 

 her work, her designs, her embroidery. All this belongs to her. It is 

 she, she and her brother together.^ — K. 



128. — The Deserted Children." 



, There was a tribe. Children were playing at a little distance 

 from the camp-circle. A chief passed near them. Two little children, 

 a brother and sister, called him an ugly name. Going to the camp, 

 the chief said: "Let all move away. Let none drag their tent poles 

 over the ground, but let all lift them and carry them for a long dis- 

 tance. The children have spoken badly to me. Therefore I want to 

 abandon them so that they will be unable to follow us. Let every one 

 go and take even the dogs." So the people went. When the children 

 came back to where the camp had been they could see nothing. Crying, 

 they ran on looking for tracks, going at random. At last, at a great 

 distance, they found the tracks and followed them, still crying, and 

 finally reached the camp. Going to their parents' tent, they found them 

 inside. When they said: "My mother," their mother did not notice 

 them, but merely said : "I never had a daughter ; I have never had 

 a son." Then the chief caused the people to move, after tying the chil- 



' The tale of the deserted children, which is also found separately in the next story, has the 

 following distribution: Gros Ventre; Biackfoot (Grinnell, p. 50); Cheyenne (Journ. Am. Folk Lore, 

 XIII, 185); Dhegihi (J. O. Dorsey, Contr. N. A. Ethn., VI, 83); Iowa (J. O. Dorsey, Am. Antiq. IV, 

 286); Micmac (Rand, 46). 



'Informant B. 



