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was laying; under a rock. And the Old Coyote said to himself: 

 "This Sphynx Moth has told me a lie. Instead of having a dead 

 grandmother in his bag, he is putting the plumeros under the rock. 

 Now, I will go over there where he is and bite him." As the Sphjaix 

 Moth heard him saying thus, he flew away. Then the Old Coyote 

 was very angry-, and he said to himself: "That accursed Sphynx 

 Moth, it is on account of him that I have killed my grandmother." 

 As the SphjTix Moth disappeared as soon as he flew, the Old Coyote 

 did not know what to do. Again he packed his grandmother on 

 his back, and started for home. He was crying as he went along the 

 road. 



As he reached home, his children heard him crying from where 

 they were playing, and said to each other: "But why is it that our 

 father is so happy? He is coming along the road singing. Let us all 

 go to meet him." As they said thus, the little Coyotes went to meet 

 their father. When they met him, they asked him: "Our father, 

 why are you so happy? Why are you coming along singing so 

 loud?" Then their father told them: "My children, I am not 

 coming along singing, but I am coming along crying. It is on account 

 of that accursed Sphynx Moth that I have killed my grandmother 

 by hitting her on the head, because he told me a lie. If I had known 

 this, I would have bitten him while I had a chance." As their 

 father told the little Coyotes thus, they all jomed crying. The Old 

 Coyote carried his grandmother mto the house and set her down 

 again at the fireplace where she had sat toasting com meal, and 

 gave her the corn meal toasting sticks and told her, although she 

 was dead: "Now, grandmother, finish toasting your corn meal!" 

 As he would set her down she would topple over again, and at last 

 the Old Coyote got more angry, and he took the fire poker and struck 

 his grandmother again on the head, to be sure that she had been 

 killed. Then he put her on his back and took her to the arroyo to 

 bury her. 



So this is the reason that coyotes nowadays are smart, because 

 they learned this kind of work long ago; this is the reason that the 

 coyotes are smarter than any other four-footed animal. 



You have a tail. 



KoYOW{xaLapaN Fetches Fire 



Once upon a time the people were dwelling at Picuris. And 

 there also lived Koyowixolnpan with her grandmother. 



One time when they came home from going around wood-gathering, 

 their fire had gone out. "You must go outside to look for fire," 

 said Koyowixakipan's grandmother to her. Then Koyowixolapcm 

 went out to look for fire. There was a bright light down in the 

 arroyo at Patopong'oi. "I believe I will go down where the bright 

 light is to get fire," she said. Then she went down. When she 

 arrived there, the Wizards were dancing inside the estufa, and they 

 sang: 



