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which he returned to the woods. He picked up the pieces of bark 

 on both sides of the path until he arrived at the phice where he had 

 stripped it from the trees. Just at tliat moment he again heard 

 the song, "Oh, uncle! I am rising; I am rising." At this, solilo- 

 quizhig, " Poor boy, I wonder what he wants," Haieiit'hwus again 

 ran homeward. When he was about halfway there, he heard the 

 song a second time, and almost at the same moment came to his ears 

 a tremendous crash of the failing tree, which was heard over the 

 entire country, so that all the people said one to another, " Okteon- 

 don has now grown to manhood and has arisen." When Haient'hwus 

 reached the lodge, the great elm tree had fallen and Okteondon was 

 standing there, awaiting him. 



72. Uncle and Nephew and the White Otters 



An uncle and his nephew lived alone far off in the woods. In 

 former times there had been a great many of their people, but with 

 the exception of these two all were dead. 



One day the uncle said: "My nephew, you have grown to be a 

 large lad, and now you must attend to hunting. You must take the 

 bow and the quiver of arrows with which I used to hunt." So say- 

 ing, the old man took from the wall his bow, which was grimed with 

 smoke, and cleaned it very carefully. Then he said : " We will now 

 make a trial at shooting." Having gone out of the lodge, the uncle by 

 way of example first shot into a tree, and the nephew with another 

 arrow made a good shot. Thereupon the uncle said, " That kind of 

 shooting will do ; you must now begin hunting." 



The next morning very early, when they were ready, the uncle 

 said, " You must go out between sunrise and sunset, and you must 

 always keep on the sun side; never go north." The lad started to 

 hunt, and had not been out long when he killed a deer, and soon 

 afterward another, both of which he took home. The uncle thanked 

 him, sa>dng, " We can live now, for we have plenty of meat." He 

 hung the meat up in pieces, with bark strings, throughout the lodge. 



Tlie lad brought in game every day for some time. After a while 

 he had to go a long way toward the south to find any game; his 

 uncle always cautioned him against going northward. 



Once after he came home and was sitting around the lodge, the 

 uncle said: "'\^lien I was young I used to have an object with which 

 to amuse myself. I will get it for you and when you are home you 

 can play with it." Then bringing out a flute, the uncle taught the 

 boy to play it. As the uncle blew on it the flute said, " Tomorrow I 

 shall kill a deer, a bear, etc.." greatly pleasing the boy who also 

 played on it. In the morning he started off hunting, and, indeed, 

 lie killed just such game as the flute said he would. That night after 

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