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one I have killed,” he said to them. ‘‘ Fetch him,” he said to them. 
He was fetched. “It is too much; if you had killed exactly one, 
we should have eaten it all up with pleasure,” he was told. 
He was particularly friendly with one fellow who was the same 
age ashe. The leader (of the war party) depended very much upon 
him. Whenever they camped he did the same. He barely dis- 
appeared when he killed all sorts of game animals. 
Six times they continued to sleep (on their journey). When they 
slept for the seventh time (the leader) said, ‘‘We shall rest here. 
This is only a little way from our destination (?),”’ (the leader) said. 
He specified where they whom they came to seelodged. ‘‘Oh, I shall 
see them to-morrow,” (the one blessed) said to them, taking up his 
rattle. ‘‘ Cover me with something,” he said to them. As soon as 
he had been covered he began to shake his rattle and sing: 
“T see it all, I see it all, I see it all, 
“This island.” 
So he sang. In a short time he uncovered himself. ‘‘They are 
not there; the frames of the wigwams are there. They are,” he said, 
“in a different place, not far from here,” he said to the (leader). 
‘“ They live in (clusters) of five families each,’ he said to him. ‘‘ Now 
I have become nothing; they have disappeared where I was going, 
boys,” they were told by (the leader). ‘‘By forgetting I am use- 
less (?),” he said. ‘‘I have brought you for nothing,” he said and 
wept. “It will never again be possible for me to go anywhere if I 
insist on it. If I sought them blindly and found them they might 
possibly kill us all. That is how it is. Only if (our foes) are where 
we are going, are those taken (in the party) brought back safely,” 
they were told by that leader. ‘“‘Itis ashame that we were unsuccess- 
ful, so it is when those on the warpath are unsuccessful,” he said. 
‘Why, there they are,’’ (the one blessed) said to him. ‘“‘It is indeed 
hopeless for me. That is the end for me,’ he was told by (the 
leader). ‘Why we shall go there; there is a valley on this side of the 
spot; you will wait for me there,” he said to them. ‘‘I shall go to 
them yonder alone,”’ he said to them. ‘‘Oh, we shall do anything 
you say,” he was told. 
Then they went thither. Surely the land was precisely as he had 
stated. ‘Here,’ he said to them. ‘‘ Tomorrow early in the morning 
I shall fetch them, I shall fetch some scalps.’ Then he departed. 
In a short time he already had arrived yonder. He merely went 
around clubbing to death as many as there were. Although he was 
shot at in a lively fashion, he unconcernedly went about cutting off 
heads there, and very slowly went out of sight. As soon as he was 
out of sight he began to run for a short time, though where his friends 
were was far off. Behold, it was exactly daylight when he came back 
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