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ever have any people or kindred; hence you must learn these songs." 

 So he made a rule that people of his tribe should wear feathers as 

 insignia. The elder meditated on this matter, wondering how the 

 younger brother could have such prophetic thoughts. " Now," said 

 the youth to his brother, " I am going to sing, and you must listen 

 and must learn what I sing." So he sang a war song. His elder 

 brother asked him, "What kind of a song is that?" The youth re- 

 plied : " It is a war song." 



From the time that the youth had commenced to study the singing 

 of the birds he had begun to grow wise and had become experienced 

 in the ways of the world (i. e., of the woi'ld of daimons). He kept 

 saying, " These are songs which the people shall sing, and they, too, 

 shall wear feathers on their heads." The people had never heard 

 anyone else sing, but the youth had studied out the matter from hear- 

 ing the birds sing. He declared to his brother the dangers connected 

 with singing the songs, saying, " Yon must be very careful about 

 singing this song; if you are not, it will bring you senseless to the 

 ground." Then he added : " I am singing praises, for I have learned 

 to sing from the birds. I give thanks as I have heard them given in 

 my hunting expeditions. I dance to my own songs because I hear 

 the birds sing, and I see them dance. You and I must do the same, 

 for it will rouse a feeling of joy in our hearts." ' Thus, the youth was 

 the wiser of the two brothers. 



Once when they were out hunting the younger brother saw a large 

 bird sitting over them on a large tree. When the bird began to 

 sing the elder brother knew that his brother must have learned a 

 song from this bird, for he recognized a song which had been taught 

 to him. " You are wise," said he to the youth. " and now I shall be- 

 lieve that a higher magic power directs the birds to teach us songs 

 which possess powerful orenda (magic power)." Thereupon he be- 

 gan to sing a song of his own. which was different from that of his 

 brother. ."Do you think that I can dance to your song? " asked the 

 youth. "I shall try, at any rate." Instead of singing it, the elder 

 said, "I will tell you the words of the song, namely : ' I am glad to 

 see the day dawn. I am thankful for the beautiful sunbeams.' " " I 

 iaiow what that song is," said the youth; "it is different from mine, 

 and it has not so much joy in it; .whenever we are sad we will draw 

 our words from it; we will sing it and gain courage and strength 

 thereby." 



Then the youth said. " You would better go to your hunting, and 

 I will go to mine." As the elder brother was starting off, the j^outh 

 leaped into his turkey-skin pouch, saying. "Brother, let me go with 

 you." " I go so far away." he replied, " that it would tire you out. 

 so I do not think you should go." But as the youth insisted on 



