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Genonsgwa tried to get the boy off by rubbing him against a hick- 

 ory tree. The boy said. "Oh! I like that. Kiib harder!" At this 

 she stopped rubbing him against the tree and went on. The grand- 

 mother followed in the form of a Whirlwind, whei'eupon Genonsgwa 

 said to the boy, " Your grandmother is coming as a Whirlwind, and 

 she will strike and kill us both." The boy was silent. Looking for 

 refuge, she found a hiding place in a deep ravine, in which she dug 

 a hole, and going in, covered herself with the earth which slipped 

 down from above. They two heard Dagwanoenyent, the grand- 

 mother, coming. " Now," Genonsgwa said, " you can hear your 

 grandmother coming." The Dagwanoenyent rushed over the place 

 where they lay hidden. The boy shouted to his grandmother, who, 

 hearing him, changed her course, coming straight back to the place 

 they were in. She blew off the earth from the hiding place, so that 

 Genonsgwa became just visible above the surface. Then the grand- 

 mother asked the boy whether he was there. He answered, " Yes." 

 The Genonsgwa lay still, whispering to the boy, " Be quiet ! Your 

 grandmother will see us." The grandmother then called the boy by 

 name, " Dagwanoenyentgowa,'-^ get off Genonsgwa's back." Having 

 done so, he went a short distance from the cliff. Then the old woman 

 hurled rocks at the Genonsgwa, and after breaking all her clothes 

 of rock, killed her. 



The old woman now went toward home with her grandscn. On 

 the path she said : " Never allow yourself to be treated this way 

 again. Never allow yourself to be maltreated by anyone. You can 

 master all those Genonsgwashonon,^-" if you will only use your power, 

 for you, too, are a Dagwanoenyentgowa." The old woman remained 

 at home a few days with her grandson. Meanwhile some of the 

 Genonsgwa's people found the trail of the Genonsgwa woman, which 

 they followed until they came to the place where her stone clothes 

 were rent, and she was killed. When they asked of it, the spirit of 

 the Genonsgwa told how she had been killed and how her coat had 

 been rent. 



The headman of the Genonsgwa now resolved to muster a large 

 company of their people and kill the old woman, Dagwanoenyent- 

 gowa. While they were preparing for this, the old woman found 

 out their plans when she was out on her journeys and said to her 

 grandson, " We must go to get your sister out of the belly of the 

 Genonsgwa woman, for she is sitting there crying for me all the 

 time." So they set out for home, and when they reached the place 

 where the Genonsgwa woman lay dead, the grandmother, having 

 built a small fire, began to burn tobacco on it for her granddaughter, 

 saying, "This is what we like; this is what we like." They burned 

 perhaps half a pouch full of tobacco, meanwhile fanning the smoke 

 toward the Genonsgwa woman all the time, and saying: "This is 



