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last team up. When he got half way up, he met the first team coming 

 down mth a log. The vSpider woman was coming too. "Go back 

 now," the Spider woman told San Diego, "and ask the king where 

 to put the timbers. Then put the oxen back." "All right." 



When San Diego got back down he asked the king where to put 

 those timbers. "What, you back already?" The king told San 

 Diego where to put the timbers. All the o.xen came back down with 

 timbers and San Diego he pile 'em up and put the oxen away. He 

 finished before sundo^vn. "All right, king, I'm finished." "Thank 

 you," the Idng said. He very mad. Then they went in to supper. 



The Iving said after supper, "Well, last time for you to-morrow. 

 You got to herd rabbits to-morrow, 100 rabbits. If you lose any I 

 cut your head off. If you bring bade all of them you can sleep with 

 my daughter." San Diego said, "Well, I guess I go water my 

 horse." Then he went to the spider's house. "What does the king 

 want now?" the spider asked. "He wants me to herd rabbits to- 

 morrow, and he going to cut ofl' my head if I lose any." The spider 

 said she would help. She got a little whistle and gave it to San 

 Diego. "Take tliis whistle. Go to where rabbits are and tell them 

 you're going to use this whistle, and when they hear it to come 

 around." San Diego took the whistle. "The king will try to buy 

 rabbits," the spider told him. "He will come around with paint on 

 him so you won't know him. He will ask you to sell him some rab- 

 bits, but don't you do it. Then he will oft'er you any amount of 

 money. Then you tell him that if he wants one you will sell him one 

 if he will put his pants down. I bet the king will do it." 



So San Diego went back. He went to where the rabbits were. 

 "Good evening, rabbits." "Good evening, San Diego." He told 

 them what he going to do to-morrow. He showed them the whistle 

 and blew it, just like rabbits. "Better hide," San Diego told the 

 rabbits, or the Idng will kill you, but when I blow this whistle, you 

 come back." "All right." Then San Diego went back. 



"Where have you been?" the king asked. "Down to those Mex- 

 icans' house." Then the king took San Diego to his room and lock 

 him up. The daughter slipped out of her room that night and went 

 into San Diego's room and slept with him again that night. Next 

 morning she went back to her room. Then the king came and got 

 San Diego. They went down to breakfast. They put up a lunch 

 for San Diego to take with him. Then San Diego took the rabbits 

 out. He counted them. There were 100. He took them out and 

 went down south side canyon. The rabbits were running around, 

 eating. San Diego blew his whistle. The rabbits came back. 

 "What do you want?" they asked. San Diego said, "I'm going to 

 lie under that tree. If the Idng comes, you go liide. When he goes 

 I'll whistle, and you come back." "All right." San Diego went 



