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But one time he went for wat(n- for himself. At that time he went 

 with the one he used to be in love with. Then he went home. 



After some space of time had passed he went hunting- again, cooked 

 some hair s(mi1, and went into the inlet. . Now, diliercMitly from the wa}^ 

 she used to act, the hair on the back of her neck stood straight up. Then 

 his companions said to him: "Let us go back. The hair on the l)ack 

 part of her neck stands up, differently from the way in which it used 

 to be." Still he paddled on. He landed and sat near her. She did 

 not look toward him. His children, however, were glad to see him. 



After he had sat there a while, she went to him and threw him 

 about. As she did so she tore his limbs off*. Then the cubs quickly 

 went at their mother and tore her to pieces. Then they felt sorry on 

 account of their mothei-. They acted as dogs do when one puts medi- 

 cine into their noses. Then they went away. 



Now, just as some people were starting a camp lire, [the cubs] came 

 and killed them. They went away again, and they killed some others. 

 And, while they were continuing to do this and were traveling a])out, 

 the3' came and sat behind some people who had lighted a tire, and a 

 woman's child cried. Then she stiid to it: "Do not cry. Your 

 uncle's children might come and destroy us." Upon hearing those 

 things they went away. 



This island was once all covered with grass, they say. Woodpecker 

 was traveling about upon it. He had no feathers. And in the middle 

 of the islands stood a large tree without bark, on which he began 

 hammering. Now, after he had done this for a while, something said to 

 him: "Your powerful grandfather says he wants you to come in."" He 

 looked in the direction of the sound. There was nothing to be seen. 



And when something said the same thing to him again, he looked 

 into a hole at the foot of the tree and [saw] an old man sitting far 

 back, white as a sea gull. Then he entered. 



The old man looked into his small box. After he had pulled one 

 box from another four times he took out a wing-feather. Wa-a-a-a.^^ 

 And he also stuck his tail into him and dressed him up. He made 

 him red above, and he said to him: "Now, grandson, go out and start 

 life anew. This is what you came in to me for." Then he went out 

 and flew. And, as he wa-; going to do in the future, he took hold of 

 the tree with his claws and hanmiered on it.*^^ 



[Another vtTsioii (if the third section of this story, told to I'rofessor Boas to explain the carvir.gs on 

 the pole of " NasLEi.zii's's house ' ' in Masset.] 



There was a man of the Eagle clan, a great hunter. For a whole 

 year he was unsuccessful. His name was Gats."^ He had two dogs. 

 One day he saw a bear. He took his bow to shoot it. Then the bear 

 turned back and took hold of the man and carried him to his den. 



