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nice." Some caUed it a head bag (piinu). Others said it was a head 

 trunk (pilabuni, head wood hollow). That night he made up his 

 mind to put some lard in the hat and take it to his sweetheart. Just 

 after he put it in and put the hat on his head, some visitors came in. 

 He was sitting a little way from the fireplace. His friends said, "Sit 

 by the fire; let us smoke." "No; I am all right." Then they said, 

 "Show me that head bag." "No; it would be very unlucky (tehe'- 

 hebahi) for anybody to touch it but me, particularly at night." But 

 anyhow they made him come closer to the fire. After the hat got 

 warm, the lard started to melt. His wife saw it dripping down, so 

 she said, "Oh, my! my husband (enamnnu insoowee), what are you 

 crying about?" "I am remembermg the time before I bought my 

 head bag. I was not unlucky. It seems now I am going to be un- 

 lucky." The lard was dripping down. Finally he was able to leave. 

 Since his sweetheart was living by herself, he took the lard over to 

 her right away. A few days aftei- that, the woman's husband returned 

 from sheep herding and he went to the meeting that night. Her 

 sweetheart decided this was the time to go and see her, so he put 

 some beans in his hat and he told his mfe he was going to the meeting, 

 too. From the time he left his house the beans began to di'op through 

 a hole in his hat until he reached his sweetheart's house. \Mien he 

 got there, he said to his sweetheart, "My God (emamwitataure) ! 

 this is a fine bag I have with beans in it for you." His sweetheart 

 said, "Come to bed. The old man is not returning till morning." 

 So he took off his shoes and lay them by the shoes of the woman's 

 husband. Then he heard a footstep and thought it was the woman's 

 husband coming, and he took one of his shoes and one of the shoes of 

 the woman's husband and ran out, taking his hat bag. 



When he got to his own house he went to sleep and did not look 

 at his shoes until the next morning. Next morning when he got up 

 he told his wife to bring liim his moccasins. One was dai'k red, one 

 was light red. But she never noticed that. She threw the moccasins 

 at the foot of his bed. He sat thinking. His wife asked, "What is 

 the matter with you?" He acted as if he were scared. He said, "I 

 am thinking, maU. I am afraid somebody is bewitching me. I am 

 afraid it is all on account of that head trimk. They are envious of 

 it. You bring that head trunk to me. See if there is anything inside 

 of it." She got it and took it to him. He foimd some beans sticking 

 in the hatband. "My wife, I think somebody is going to hurt me. 

 I am going to track them by these beans." So he and his wife went 

 out, following the track of beans. When they got to the woman's 

 house, he knocked at the door and spoke to the man. "My friend, 

 I have come following somebody's tracks, and they lead here. Look 

 at my moccasins! Somebody stole them." Then the woman's hus- 

 band showed his moccasins. He said, "I am afraid it is you who 



