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of animal. All right, she gave him this power. Then he went on 

 and killed a deer and brought it home. The old woman came out 

 and she was glad. They went on living there. The old woman said 

 to him, "Let us take a ride." He went out to saddle the horse and 

 mare, and she prepared the lunch. He rode the horse and she rode 

 the mare, and she was left behind. The mare began to whinny, 

 meaning to say to wait for her. The mare said to the horse that he 

 was not tired because he was carrying only one person and she was 

 carrying three persons. (Her unborn foal and the woman's unborn 

 child.) The man heard and understood and began to laugh. The 

 woman asked what he was laughing at. He would not tell because 

 the deer told him that if he told, he would die. The woman got 

 mad. That night they quarreled so much they did not eat supper. 

 They kept on quarreling. Next morning the rooster began to crow, 

 "My boss is sad. My boss is not man enough to boss his wife, and 

 I have all these women and I can boss them." He raised his wing 

 and said, "I can boss 40 women, and my master can not boss one 

 woman. In his place I wovdd get a whip and shut her up and whip 

 her." The man listened and thought the rooster was giving good 

 advice. So he got a whip and locked her in and began to whip her. 

 After that they got on well. One day she said to hhn, "Do you love 

 me?" "Yes." "Well, if you love me, tell me why you laughed that 

 day when we were riding." So he told her, and he died, and they 

 had a funeral; and the people asked her what he had died of; and 

 she told; and from that time on they have told this story. 



Variant (The Girl Who Turned Eagle) 



Old people were living. They had only one daughter. She was 

 much interested in everything she saw her mother do. The mother 

 used to scold the little girl because she was an.xious to do whatever 

 her mother did. Her mother said one morning, "I am going to grind 

 to-day." The little girl said, "I am going to grind, too." Her 

 mother said, "It seems to me you are in my way all the time. What- 

 ever I say I am going to do, you say you are going to do. " "Yes, I 

 am going to do it. " First the mother started to grind the blue corn. 

 When she finished grinding blue corn, the httle girl said, "It is my 

 turn to grind the blue corn." The old mother said, "Otapilire! 

 Bushy-head!" The httle girl did not mind her mother saying that, 

 she just started to grind. Her mother said, "I am going to make a 

 fire and make atole. " The little girl said, "I, too, am going to make 

 atole." Her mother said again, "Bushy-head!" The little girl 

 repeated, "I am going to make atole, too. " Her mother said, "I am 

 nearly through. " Then the little giii started to make atole again. 

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