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to go, and, when they were on the point of starting, she said, "Do 

 not take a bit of the food I have given you. Leave it all here. Tell 

 the people of our village that Djiyi'n is still living and is doing well. 

 Tell my aunt that she must try to get here as soon as she can." 



When these people got back to the village and told what had hap- 

 pened to the orphan, how much food she had and how lucky she 

 had been, all the town people who had been dying of starvation 

 started off immediately for the place where she was living. When 

 they came in sight of her brush house they saw that from the sky 

 right down to it the air was tilled with birds. There were so many 

 that one could .not see through them. They could also hear men 

 and women singing and the shaman performing, but, when they 

 came close, all of the birds flew away. 



As soon as the shaman heard that her ])eople were coming she 

 walked out to meet them and asked, "Which canoe is my aunt in? 

 Let her land here." All of the food in one of her canoes she gave to 

 her aunt. Tiien she said, "I want two women to come ashore to 

 help me with my singing." The high-caste women in the canoes, 

 who were all painted up, would rise one after the other, but she would 

 not have them, and finally called two who were orphans like herself 

 and had been treated very badly by their own people. All the others 

 then started to come ashore, and she told them where to camp. She 

 had room enough in her own house only for the two girls and her 

 aunt. 



These high-caste people had brought their slaves with them when 

 they came to her, and she got them herself in exchange for food. 

 She had three brush houses built to hold them. She also dressed up 

 the two little orphans so that they looked very pretty. After a long 

 time the people left her to return to their own village, and, when 

 another long period had elapsed, her spirit made the town chief sick, 

 and they hired her to come and treat him. 



This shaman had belonged to a very high-caste family, but they 

 had died off and left her very poor, and nothing remained of her uncle's 

 house except the posts. Grass grew all about inside of it, and when 

 the shaman was entering the village she saw the posts of her uncle's 

 house and felt very sad. She told them to land near by. Then she 

 looked up, raised an eagle's tail in one hand, blew upon it, and waved 

 it back and forth in front of them. The fourth time a fine house 

 stood there. Then they carried all of her things into this, and she 

 had the slaves she had procured work for her, while the two orphans 

 she had taken were now considered high caste. 



At that time the sick chief's daughter also fell sick. Then the 

 spirits turned all the minds of the chief's people away from her, and 

 they paid other shamans in the village. The sick ones, however, 

 continued to get worse and worse, until they finally remembered that 



