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CHILDREN'S STORIES 317 



The children reached their grandparents' home. There they lived. 

 As they grew older they often asked their grandparents where their 

 parents were. Their grandparents said to them: "My little children, 

 you will never see your parents again." Then the children said: 

 "But anyway we are going to look for our parents until we can find 

 them." Their grandparents said to them: "My little children, you 

 will never find your parents. The Sun whom you see above the clouds 

 has taken them to his home." The children said: "But we are going 

 to look for them until we find them." "Very well," said their 

 grandfather, "go into the woods and cut plenty of willow trees. 

 But you must not go to or cut the willows where the Sun killed your 

 father." 



Then the children took their knives and went to the woods to cut 

 willows. One of them said: "Why does not our grandfather want us 

 to cut the willows where our father was killed? We will go there 

 anyway and get the willows there." They went there. When they 

 came to the place where their father was killed, they found willows. 

 And one of them began to cut them. The willow tree said to them: 

 "My children, why are you cutting my flesh?" The children looked 

 frightened, but they went home and told their grandfather. "Grand- 

 father, the willows spoke to us and told us, 'Why are you cutting my 

 flesh?'" Their grandfather said to them: "I have told you not to 

 go there. Now you can go this other way to cut willows." Then 

 the two children took their knives again and went to cut willows. 

 When they came to the woods they began to cut willows. They took 

 the willows in their arms and carried them to their grandfather. 



"Very well," said their grandfather, "now I shall make shinny 

 sticks for you. When I finish your shinny sticks you can take them 

 and go to look for your parents. While you are looking for your 

 parents you will need them." The grandfather finished the shinny 

 sticks and they put them on their backs and went to look for their 

 parents. 



They were on the road about three or four days. They came to 

 the home of Old Male Woodrat and Old Female Woodrat. The 

 Woodrats said to them: "Little children, where are you going?" 

 "We are going to look for our parents," said the boys to the Wood- 

 rats. "Very well," said the Woodrats. And each took two Httle 

 sticks from his ears and gave one to each of the boys, saying to them, 

 "You will need this where you are hunting for your parents. If 

 there should be any betting, you could rub them on yourselves." 



