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which means « boil, the core of which is the mythical arrow of box-elder which the 
Teal drives in, even from beyond the lake. 
4. Rather a beautiful mythical idea is that the roots of the tall reeds are made 
red by the blood of the snipe, which is the grandmother of the teal. Another, which 
is quite as good as our “man in the moon,” is the translation of the Teal, with the 
gory head of Boy-beloved, together with Sharp-grass and his executioner’s knife, to 
the broad land of the Night Sun. 
TRANSLATION. 
There was a Boy-beloved whose spittle was all kinds of beautiful beads. So 
abundant were they that his people arrayed themselves therewith. As the fame of 
this spread abroad, the young women of surrounding tribes were all anxious to have 
him fora husband. And as a certain maiden was going to make kim her husband, if 
possible, she heard behind her some one laughing. She stopped, when lo! two women 
came up and said, “Why, here stands Heart-Killer.”. And they added, ‘Come 
along, Heart-Killer, we are going to make the Bead-Spitter our husband; let us go 
together.” So she went with them. 
These two young women were calied—* The Two-Women.” They did not grew 
from the people, but grew wildly and were supernatural beings, hence their name, 
“The Two-W omen.” 
So Heart-Killer went with them and lay down with them, as it was now night. 
But before they went to sleep the two women said, ‘ Look here, Heart-Killer, when 
the morning comes, at whosesoever head stands the birech-bark dish with quill work 
around it and filled with rice, she is the one who shall have Bead-Spitter for a 
husband.” So when the morning came it was standing at the head of Heart-Killer, 
they say. 
Then they went on and came to a large lake, whose farther shores could not be 
seen. Ont on the water was a large canoe. And as this was where Bead-Spitter’s 
village was they called and said, “* We have come to get Bead-Spitter for our husband.” 
Some one came rowing. When he arrived, they said, ‘* We have come to make Bead- 
Spitter our husband.” To which he replied, “T do not know any one by that name;” 
but at the same time he filled his mouth with beads, and then spat them out. The 
beads were scattered all around, and, laughing, they gathered them up. Then the two 
women went into the canoe, but the other they drove back, and said, “Go away, 
Heart-Killer.” So they went home with the man, but he was not Bead-Spitter. 
Heart-Killer stood there crying, when, lo! another canoe came in sight. It was a 
very bright and beautiful one, for it was all metal. It came on and arrived. This 
was the Bead-Spitter, and, as he wore very bright clothing, the appearance was very 
splendid. 
* Young woman, what are you erying for here?” he said. So she told him she 
had come to get Bead-Spitter for a husband and what the two women had done to 
her. Then he said, ‘Come on, we two will go home.” So she went home with him. 
Let us return to the others. 
The two women went home with the man whom they had met. His name was 
Teal-Duck, and he lived with his grandmother. By and by some one said, ‘“ Teal- 
Duck, Bead-Spitter calls you to a feast.” The Teal said, “ Indeed, somebody has 
said something;” and then to the women he said, Do not come; they are making 
mystery; no woman looks at if.” So he went. But the women said, “ We, too, are 
