^'LwS] FICTION 203 



Shadjinoqgyot." °* The third time he said, " I think it is you they call 

 Osoont." "^ At that moment the creature, seeing him, turned to run, 

 but on Hodadeiion calling out, " Stop ! " it stopped right there. 

 Drawing his bow, he shot it. As the animal struggled he called, 

 " Look out ! do ""t break my best arrow." Whereupon it stopped 

 and died. Hodadenon tried to carry the carcass, but could not lift it. 

 Funning to the place where his sister was planting, he said, "My 

 sister, I have shot big game. I can not carrj^ it." She went with 

 him to the game; when she saw it, she said, "That is what we call 

 Osoont" (i. e., a turkey). Sho carried home the turkey, and after 

 dressing it put half away and cooked the other half. 



The next morning Yenyent'hwus put the belt on Hodadeiion. She 

 warned him against going north, or far from the lodge. On going a 

 few steps farther than the day before he found tracks, all pointing 

 in the same direction ; thereupon he said : " My sister never told me 

 that people lived here and that there was a path." Putting his feet 

 in the tracks, he found they fitted exactly. Just before him in 

 the trail he saw a game animal coming. He said to himself: "This 

 must be what they call Spotted Face, what they call Dyoyoqgwa- 

 hacyon, or Striped Tail." Drawing his bow, he pierced the creature 

 with an arrow. As it went staggering along he called out : " Here ! 

 do not break my arrow ; that is my best arrow." Runniixg up to it, 

 he pulled out the arrow. Finding he was not able to carry the game 

 animal, he had to go for his sister. When she came she said, " That 

 is called Djoeaga.""'^ After thanking her brother, she seized the 

 raccoon by one leg and, throwing it over her shoulder, went toward 

 home. She told her brother that she was going to make corn bread 

 to eat with this kind of meat. When they reached home they cooked 

 part of the raccoon and made corn bread. While the meat was cook- 

 ing she skimmed off the oil, telling her brother that she had wanted oil 

 for a long time. This oil she rubbed into her hair. 



The brother and sister had more meat from this Djoeaga than they 

 could eat, and some was left. The next morning, after breakfast, 

 they went out, the sister to plant and the brother to hunt. At parting 

 she warned him, as she had done every day before. Hodadenon went 

 this time a few steps farther than before. When he saw game coming 

 toward him, he said : " You are the one they call Hustoyowanen." " 

 Then, looking again, he said : " I think that you are the one they 

 call Dodjenendogeni,"*^ and as he looked, the animal, seeing him, 

 turned to run. He called out to it : " Stop ! " As it did so, drawing 

 his bow, Hodadeiion pierced it with an arrow. The animal ran off 

 out of sight, whereupon Hodadenon screamed : " Stop ! Stop ! You 

 are breaking my arrow ! " But the game animal was not to be seen. 

 Still the boy cried : " Stop ! Stop ! That is my best arrow. Stop ! " 

 Then he thought : " I have lost my arrow, but I will follow .a little 



