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Gradually he came near the door in order to catch one of them. After 

 they had played a little longer, one of them said : ''Look ! My arrow 

 has touched it." Thus Door-child said to his elder brother Spring- 

 child. "No, it is not touching," said Spring-child. "Look at it from 

 here, from below !" Then Door-child lay down and looked at it. 

 When he had his head down, their father quickly went in. He caught 

 Door-child, but Spring-child escaped and ran out, back to the spring 

 he came from. "Be quiet, my son," the man said to his son, Door- 

 child, after he had caught him. The boy scratched him and bit him, 

 but his father held him fast. "I will make you a bow and arrows," he 

 said to his son. After a long time the boy stopped crying and became 

 quiet. Then the man said to him : ''My son, you must tell your brother 

 something. I am going back to cry again, but soon I will come back 

 secretly to catch him, this Spring-child. When he comes in to you, 

 say to him : 'Our father did not catch me.' Then after a while you 

 must seize him and hold him fast; do not let him go when you have 

 him, but call to me to hurry and I will come in. And if he refuses 

 to come in, say to him : 'Come on ; he did not catch me. There he is 

 now, our father, still standing out on the hill and crying.' Tell him 

 that ff he will not come in." Then this first boy caught Spring-child ; 

 and he scratched when they first seized him, but at last he stopped cry- 

 mg and struggling. "My son, you and your brother will play to- 

 gether," the man told him. "I will make you arrows and a bow, and 

 you and your younger brother Door-child can shoot w^th them." 

 And after he had persuaded him to stop crying, he made arrows and 

 bows for his sons. Then one day they said to him : "Father, make us 

 bows of short ribs, and make four arrows for each of us." Then he 

 made bows for them of short ribs, and made four arrows for each of 

 his sons. "Now father," they said to him, after he had finished their 

 bows, "make a sweat-house, and after you have covered it up, carry our 

 mother inside and lay her down at the back." Thus his sons, Spring- 

 child and Door-child, told him. So after he had made a sweat-house, 

 he took his wife inside and laid her ^own at the back ; he did just as his 

 sons told him. After he had carried their mother in, they said to him : 

 ''Shut it tight." Then he covered the sweat-house completely with 

 robes and shut it tight everywhere. "Stand here, father," Spring- 

 child said to him. Then he stood where he told him. "Watch the 

 sweat-house ; it will move when I shoot up," Spring-child said. 

 "Now," he said to his younger brother, "you shoot first." Then Door- 

 child shot upward. Then he called: "Look out!" and his mother 

 began to move. "Now it is your turn to shoot. Spring-child," Door- 



