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“See, you have destroyed all the people; who is there alive to say anything to me?” 
And she dashed the water on him. He only laughed and said, ‘‘ Woman, has my 
brother-in-law come home?” She replied, “If you had been left on the unvisited 
island would you ever have returned?” Then she left him and came to the tent of 
her brother, who commanded his wives to hasten with the preparations for his sister. 
So they heated water, washed her, combed her hair, put beautiful clothes on her, and 
placed her in the back part of the tent. Then the man said to his two boys, ‘*Go, 
call Unktomi.” They went and said, ‘*Uyktomi, we call you.” He said, “Oh, how 
beautiful my nephews are,” and followed them to the tent of his wife’s brother. He 
was going in to see her who had been his wife, now dressed so beautifully and seated 
in the back part of the tent; but the young man said, ‘ Sit there in the door.” To 
which Unktomi made answer, “Yes, my brother-in-law, I will do what you say.” 
When he was seated, the young man said, ‘* Unktomi, eat your own dung.” And 
they say he did so. This was done to be avenged, because Unktomi had onee told 
him to do the same. Then the young man said, ‘* Weave tamarack roots; weave the 
basket just your own size and make it come close around your neck.” And Unktomi 
did so. “Sit down in it.” And Unktomi sat down in it. So the young man pressed 
Unktomi in and hung it over the fire. Uyktomi squirmed, but the young man said, 
“Pile on wood.” So he killed Unktomi with the smoke, took out his heart and dried 
it, pounded it up fine and made medicine of it. Then he gave it to his two boys, and 
said, “ Go, scatter it on the ruins of the village.” And they did so. 
When the next morning came, he said to them, ‘*Go see the medicine you scat- 
tered.” They returned and said, “Father, all over there are things like worms 
erawling.” The next morning he sent them again. They returned and said, ‘Father, 
the things are now very large.” On the third morning he sent them again. They 
brought back word, “ Father, they are little men. ‘Stand up! You are crooked,’ 
they said to each other; and so they stumbled along,” they said. On the fourth day 
the people were perfected, and at daybreak, with drum-beating, yelling, making 
proclamations, and great noise, they came and pitched their tents around the tent of 
the young man, whom they made their chief. Thus they say that by means of 
Uyktomi’s heart the people were brought to life again. That is all. 
