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Then, after they had cut off the tangles, they went home ; and after they 

 got home, Spring-child said to his father : '' Father, here ; these tangles 

 will be a rope for you." "Thanks, my son ! Where did you get them?'^ 

 "We went to that place where you told us not to go, Door-child and I ; 

 and we loused him, and after we had loused him he went to sleep. Door- 

 child got round stones and heated them red hot; then we tied this 

 man to the poles of his tent by his tangles, and after we had tied him 

 we put' the stones into his open brain. That is how we killed him." 

 Then Door-child in turn said to his mother : "Here is your rope : take 

 it." "Thanks," his mother said to Door-child. 



And as his sons were about to go off shooting again, the man told 

 them : "Do not go where the creek is : a powerful animal lives there, 

 a large hiintcabiit, who sucks in people." When the boys had gone. 

 Spring-child said : "Let us go to the place where our father told us 

 not to go." Thus he told his younger brother Door-child, and they 

 went there. When they arrived at the place, they saw this 

 animal that their father had spoken of. "We will ride him together," 

 they said to each other when they saw him in the water. "Take -off 

 your moccasins," his older brother said to Door-child. Then he took off 

 his mpccasins. "Now you too take off your moccasins," his younger 

 brother. Door-child, said to him. ''Our grandfather hiintcabiit," they 

 called to him. "Yes ?" he said to them. "Can we ride on you ?" "Yes," 

 he said, "come right into. the water, my grandsons,' this animal said to 

 them. So they both went into the water and rode on his back. Then he 

 went under the surface with them, but he could not hurt them. After 

 they had tired him out they played with him. Then they killed him. 

 "Well," they said to each other, after they had killed this hiintcabiit and 

 had broken off his horns, "we will give these horns to our mother to 

 make spoons of." Then they went back, after they had killed this one 

 that human beings call hiintcabiit. And, after they got back, they said 

 to their mother: "We broke off these horns for you to make spoons 

 of; we killed the hiintcabiitthat our father told us of. We rode on his 

 back." Thus her sons told her. * How did you kill him ? He is power- 

 ful. He draws persons in and kills them !" "We shot him after we had 

 tired him out : that is how we killed this one that you call powerful." 



Then when his sons were ready to go off shooting again, the man 

 told them: "Do not go to the mountain there, a very powerful one 

 lives there." "Very well," they both said to him. When they were 

 alone, Door-child said : "Well, my older brother, let us go where our 

 father told us not to go." "Come on, then, let us go there," said 

 Spring-child. Then they went in that direction. When they came on 



