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number of birds. But he had not gone much farther before he heard 

 some one call : " Hallo, nephew I I have caught you." Looking up. 

 he saw a man sitting on a resting place formed of the tops of several 

 trees, which had been drawn and tied tcgether in a tuft or sheaf of 

 branches. There the man sat as if he were in a basket. " Well, my 

 nei)hew."' he continued. " what would you do if it should rain 

 spears?" The young man replied, " Oh I we should be very thank- 

 ful for them, for we need some." Then the young man ran home- 

 ward as fast as he could. Having arrived there, grasping his grand- 

 mother by the hand, he dragged her along with the remark, " Oh I 

 grandmother, we must run and hide." She answered him, " Oh ! 

 my grandson, jou have been to the north, where I told you not to 

 go." But he pulled her along as fast as she could go, until finally 

 they came to a spring; leaping into this, they went along under- 

 ground until they came to a rock. There they sat down and silently 

 waited a long time. At last the boy said : " I think that tlie storm is 

 over. Let us go home now." When they reached home they found 

 the lodge leveled to the ground. The poor old grandmother said. 

 •' This, indeed, comes of your going to the northward, where I told 

 you not to go." But the grandson coolly remarked: ''Never mind. 

 Oh I grandmother, I will soon have a lodge here." Then walking 

 around an area as large as he desired the lodge to be, he exclaimed, 

 " Let a lodge at once fill this space of ground." Hardly had bis 

 words died away before a lodge, complete in all its apj)ointments, 

 stood there. Then the grandmother and her potent grandson entered 

 it and they two lived in it, more comfortable than they were before. 

 The next morning, after having eaten his breakfast of parched 

 corn, the j'outh again started off southward to hunt. But taking a 

 circuitous course, he finally headed toward the north, remarking to 

 himself, " I had some fun with my uncle yesterday, so I must go to 

 see what he will say this time." Soon he saw so many birds and 

 was so much occupied in killing them that he had forgotton about 

 the man in the sheaf of tree-tops. Suddenly he was halted with the 

 challenge. " Oh. nephew ! I have caught you. What would you do 

 if I should send a shower of stones?'" The youth replied. " We 

 .-hould be much pleased, for my grandmother often needs stones for 

 pounding her corn for meal." So saying, the young man fled home- 

 ward. Having arrived there, he grasped his grandmother by the 

 arms and rushed her to the river, and then up the river to the spring. 

 The grandmother scolded him as they fled, saying, " Oh ! this is too 

 bad, grandson; you have gone northward again." Then she would 

 weep bitterly. At last, coming to the spring and descending into it. 

 they crept along until they came again to the rock under which they 

 took shelter before. There they sat until finally the youth said, " I 

 think the storm is now over; let us go home." On reaching home 



