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party had run away. The hve who were concealed saw them gather 

 the tiesh and limbs of the chief, for now they had killed him. Then 

 the five heard the voice of the enemy saying, " We will hold a council 

 and give thanks for conquering this man, who has destroyed so 

 many of our people." So saying, they began to get ready to do this ; 

 they made a circle and the pieces of the chief's body were placed in 

 the center. They were to give thanks by singing the war song. A 

 man rose and sang, and as he sang he went toward the chief's 

 feet ; when the song was ended he went to the head, saying : " You 

 have been conquered. We shall have peace now.'" Then he struck 

 the pieces of the chief's body with his club, saying, " Thus I will 

 punish you." At that moment the pieces flew together, becoming 

 the chief again, who, springing up, killed five persons, and then, 

 lying down, fell apart. Each one of the enemy said: "I think this 

 man did wrong in wishing to punish a warrior after he was dead; ^"' 

 this is why we have lost five of our men. We would better kill this 

 man before he brings us more bad luck; thereupon they cut off his 

 head. Then they sang the war song again, but no one raised a club or 

 other weapon against any dead man while they were gathering up 

 the corpses. Of the chief's men 10 of the 40 got home. They said : 

 " The friend whom we depended on is killed, and we would better 

 remain at home hereafter and only defend ourselves. If our enemies 

 desire to fight, they must come here to fight with us." These people 

 lived in peace after that. 



60. The Gkaxdmother and her Grandson 



An aged gi-andmother and her grandson lived by themselves in a 

 lodge in the forest. When the grandson had grown to be quite a 

 large boy his grandmother said to him : " Here are a bow and a 

 quiver of arrows. They were formerly used by your uncle, who was 

 killed by a great witch. So take the how and the quiver of arrows 

 and learn to use them.'' 



The next morning the grandmother said to her young charge: 

 " Now, go out and try to kill some birds. You may go as far as j'ou 

 like, but do not go northward."''" Then she gave him a breakfast of 

 parched corn, which hunters were accustomed to eat, for on such a 

 meal they would not become hungry so soon as on any other kind of 

 food. Starting out, the young grandson went through the woods 

 shooting birds. By the middle of the day he decided to go home, 

 feeling that his grandmother would be delighted because he had 

 killed so many birds for their meat. Having returned to his home, 

 the lad showed his grandmother the string of birds which he had 

 killed. She was much pleased with his success, and dressed the birds, 

 pounded corn for bread, and made hominy, in which she cooked the 



