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the den was full of smoke. Soon they heard his brother-in-law groan 

 in the den, and then they heard the groans cease. Now he put out 

 the smudge, for he knew that the Bear was dead. 



The young man went in and drew him out; and while the body 

 was lying at the mouth of the den, the princess sang a song. After 

 she had sung, she said to her brother, "Now, my dear, cut him up!" 

 The young man just put his knife at the Bear's chest, and she sang 

 again the Bear's mourning-song. 



Before the young man had reached the place where the den was, 

 the Bear had taught the princess to sing this song as soon as he 

 should die, and to sing it again when he was being cut up; and when 

 they dried his skin, and when they roasted his heart, another song 

 was to be sung; and when the skin had been dried, they put rod 

 ocher over it from the head to the tail, and they also put red ocher 

 across it under the arms. 



The Bear had also said to his wife, the princess, "They shall put 

 my skin by the side of a fire to dry it; and when you hear a creaking 

 noise, you shall know that I feel chilly and shall add fuel to the fire." 

 Thus the Bear had told her. 



Now, after the young man had cut up the bear, he rolled it down 

 the mountain, and slid down the snow as did his sister and the two 

 cubs. They went right home. The young man was very glad to 

 have succeeded in rescuing his beloved sister. 



When they arrived at then home, the people of the three-row town 

 assembled to see the princess and her two cubs, and the people who 

 saw her coming home shouted for joy and gladness. Her father 

 gave a great feast and named his grandchildren. 



The children soon grew up. They were both boys. Every 

 morning they played outside and in the houses; and when they saw 

 little clouds arising in the hills, they would say, "There is the smoke 

 of our Bear grandfather!" and then the hunters would go and kill 

 bears. 



Many times they saw the smoke. One day they played in their 

 grandfather's house, running about and knocking each other down: 

 and they ran around behind the people who were sitting around the 

 fire; and her grandfather loved them very much. Another day they 

 would get up again in their bed and run about in the house, knocking 

 each other over. When they were playing together, one of them fell 

 against their grandmother's back, and the old woman fell back and 

 fainted; and all the people in the house jumped up and worked over 

 the old woman to revive her. She came back to life, but she felt 

 distressed, and groaned, and said, "Oh, these little slaves have hurt 

 me! We don't even know where they come from." 



