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arrowhead here from an old war I was in and it pains me greatly; that 
is the reason I fell behind.” | 
After resting they Went on, but the others had to wait for Raven 
again, and he repeated the story of the arrowhead, which he told them 
had pierced his heart. Then he had his wife put her hand on his breast 
to feel it shaking about. She did so, but could feel only his heart 
beating like a hammerstone and no sign of an arrowpoint, yet she said 
nothing. Thus they went on, and again they waited for Raven, but now 
the brothers began to talk about him, saying among themselves, ‘‘I do 
not believe that story about the arrowhead. How could he live with 
an arrowhead in his heart?” 
When they were rested they saw the far-away shore before them. 
The father Goose now told Raven that they would wait for him no more 
until they reached the land. Then all arose and flew on, Raven slowly 
flapping his wings, which felt very heavy. The Geese kept steadily on 
toward the shore, while Raven sank lower and lower, getting nearer 
and nearer to the dreaded water. As he came close to the waves he 
cried and shrieked to his wife, ‘‘Leave me the white stone! Throw it 
back to me!” for it contained magical properties. Thus he kept crying 
until suddenly his wings lost their power and he floated helplessly in 
the water as the Geese gained the shore. He tried to rise from the water, 
but his wings seemed to be weighted down, and he drifted back and 
forth along the beach. The waves arose, and soon succeeding white 
caps buried him until he was soaked, and only with the greatest diffi- 
culty could he get his beak above the surface to breathe a little between 
the waves. After a loug time a great wave cast him upon the land. 
Then, as it flowed back, he dug his claws into the pebbles and only 
by great effort did he save himself from being dragged back again into 
the sea. Assoon as he was able he struggled up the beach, an unhappy- 
looking object. The water ran in streams from his soaked feathers and 
his wings dragged on the ground. He fell several times, and at last, 
with wide-gaping mouth, reached some bushes, where he pushed up his 
beak and became a small, dark-colored man. Then he took off his 
raven coat and mask, hanging them on a bush, while he made a fire- 
drill out of some pieces of wood and soon had a fire burning, before 
which he dried himself. 
THE RAVEN, THE WHALE, AND THE MINK 
(This tale is related either separately or in conjunction with the fore- 
going legend, of which it forms a part.] 
After Raven had dried his clothing at the fire he chanced to look 
toward the sea and saw a large whale passing close along the shore, 
and he cried out, ‘‘When you come up again shut your eyes and open 
your mouth wide.” Quickly putting on his raven coat, he drew down 
his mask, then, carrying his fire-drill under his wings, flew out over 
the water. The whale soon came up again and did as it was told, and 
