17^1^] FICTION 245 



Dagwanoenyent's lodge was built, S'hodiconskon, taking hold of the 

 rock, tried to turn it over. Dagwanoenyent, feeling his lodge move, 

 declared, "This must be my friend who disturbs me." Ganyadji- 

 gowa kept at work, and at last over went the rock, breaking the lodge 

 to pieces. The old man, who was wounded on the head, cried, " Oh! 

 my dear friend; I must kill him now"; and, getting up, he tried to 

 run after him, but his head was so dizzy that he soon fell. Ganyadji- 

 gowa came around the rock, and seeing the old man with blood flow- 

 ing from his head, began to laugh, saying: "What does he think? 

 Does he not know that I am stronger magically than he is? " Having 

 rolled tlie rock over on Dagwanoenyent, he went on. 



When he came to the place where the churlish people lived, he stood 

 near the earth lodge in which they all dwelt, thinking, " I will roll 

 this lodge over." Taking hold of the end, he lifted it up. The peo- 

 ple ran out, and, seeing a man standing there holding up the end of 

 their lodge, they began to bite him. Then Ganyadjigowa ran with 

 all his speed to get outside of the crowd. The people pursued him, 

 but he escaped. "That is the kind of a man I am," S'hodiconskon 

 exclaimed. 



He walked westward until night, when he came to a cliff. De- 

 scending a short distance on one side, he saw a hole in the clift' wall. 

 " Somebody seems to be living here," thought he ; " I will go in and 

 see." Inside he found a large room in which sat an old man; then 

 another room, and another, until he saw seven. "Well," asked 

 Ganyadjigowa, "what are you folk doing in the cliff?" "Why do 

 you want to know ? " they demanded. " Oh ! I go around the world 

 to make all quiet and happy," said the young man. " We do not 

 believe you, and we do not want you here," they continued. These 

 were all brothers — seven Sigweont. " Do you believe that Hani- 

 sheonon is alive?" asked Ganyadjigowa. "Oh, no!" they said. 

 " Wliat do you believe? " the young man inquired. " We believe that 

 Hanisheonon is Hayadagwennio." "^ Then Ganyadjigowa said, 

 " Well, do you believe that the earth is thin and stands on a Turtle? " 

 " No ; the earth is thick," they declared. " Do 3'ou believe that Hani- 

 sheonon made the earth?" asked Ganyadjigowa. "No; we believe 

 that Hayadagwennio made the world," they replied. " Did you ever 

 hear of anyone living covered up in the earth?" the young man 

 asked. " No," was the response. " Now we will tell you that we are 

 the fathers of Hanisheonon," said Sigweont."^ These old men would 

 not believe Ganyadjigowa, who, becoming discouraged, said, " I am 

 going away." 



While turning around Ganyadjigowa saw a lodge in the woods. 

 Disdis"' lived here. Hearing a thumping noise from within, Ganya- 

 djigowa, looking thi-ough a crack, saw an old man who had a thin 

 piece of wood into which he was pounding something. Then he would 



