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pove'eng to pieces. Now I shall have the woman." After the 

 obsidians were all exploded, the Giant went into the estufa. But 

 when he went in Seqgerepove'eng was still sitting there as if nothing 

 had happened. "Now it is your turn," S^ijgcrepove'eng said to the 

 Giant. He then took out the obsidians and set them afire, and 

 then went outside. The obsidians were e.xploding like a gun in the 

 estufa. 



"Now let us go," he said to his wife, "the Giant has now been 

 cut all to pieces by the obsidians." With his wife he then set out. 



As they went they came to the home of the Blue Butterflies. 

 "S?ijgerepove'eng, are j'ou alreadj^ talcing your wife?" said the Blue 

 Butterflies to him. "Yes," said S^qgerepove'eng. "You must hurry 

 then. His flesh was all cut to pieces but will all come together again 

 in a short time." 



And then they went and came to the home of the Yellow Butter- 

 flies. "S(jr)gerepove'eng, are you already taking you wife? " "Yes," 

 said S^ijgerepove'eng. "You must hurry then. His flesh was all 

 cut to pieces but is coming together again ali'eady," the Yellow 

 Butterflies told them, and they went. 



They came there to the home of the Black Butterflies. "S^qgere- 

 pove'eng, are you already taking your wife? "said the Black Butter- 

 flies to him. "Yes," said S^ijgerepove'eng. "You must hurry then. 

 His flesh was all cut to pieces but has come together again already." 

 And as they were told that they went. 



They came there to the home of the White Butterflies. "S^qgere- 

 pove'eng, are you already taking your wife?" said the White Butter- 

 flies to him. "Yes," said S^qgerepove'eng. "You must hurry then. 

 His flesh was all cut to pieces but has come together again already." 

 And as they were told that they went. 



They came there to the home of Old Male Woodrat and Old 

 Female Woodrat. "S^qgerepove'eng, are you already tal-dng your 

 wife?" the Woodrats said to him. "Yes," said S^ijgerepove'eng. 

 "You must hm-ry then. His flesh was all cut to pieces but it has come 

 together and now he is coming tracking you." As they were told this 

 they went. 



The Old Giant put his packbasket on his back and started to track 

 S^qgerepove'eng. As it was hot, he was sweating as he went along 

 the road. 



He then called a Buzzard. The Buzzard soon came to him. 

 "'\Miat is the matter, Phutctala?" said the Buzzard to him. "I 

 am calling you because Scjrigerepove'eng has stolen a pretty woman 

 from me, to see if j'ou can make it hot, so that I can catch them 

 wherever they sit down to rest in the shade and take the woman 

 away from him." "I do not like very much heat, as I am bald- 

 headed." As the Buzzard said this he flew away. 

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