974 THE (@EGIHA LANGUAGH—MYTHS, STORIES, AND LETTERS. 
suddenly at the door. When he caused her to throw him away, he went back without 
stopping at all. He went back with the hair. “You have called him ‘Comb. I am 
coming back, having snatched all the hair from one right at the lodge,” said he. He 
took it back to the Big turtle. He gaveittohim. The Big turtle said as follows: “You 
make me thankful. I keep you to seek this. When we reach home, we shall cause the 
women to dance. Since it is you, I will take a woman. I will take a female. 
O war-chief Awl, make an attempt. You will sit where the war-chief Comb sat,” 
said the Big turtle. Awl was very handsome; he was very good to look at. He sat 
where he was commanded to sit. A woman went out and found Awl. “Oh! I have 
found a good awl for myself. I had no awl heretofore. It makes me thankful,” said 
she. She went back to the lodge with him. She spoke of sewing her moccasins 
with him. “JI will sew my moccasins with it,” said she. She sewed them with him. 
She pierced the fingers with him. She missed in pushing him, sending him with force. 
There was much blood. She threw him away suddenly at the door. ‘The awl is indeed 
bad! I have indeed hurt myself. I have wounded myself severely,” said she. She 
threw him far out from the door, sending him homeward. ‘You have called him 
‘Awl?’ When I stabbed one right at the lodge, I killed her,” said he. He had his 
spear very bloody. He came again to the Big turtle. ‘O war-chief,” said they, “Awl 
is coming back, telling his own name. He has killed one.” The Big turtle said as 
follows: “Ho! O war-chief, you make me thankful. Since it is you, I will blacken my 
face. The village shall be joyful. Ho! O Pestle, make an attempt. You will lie where 
the war-chief Awl lay,” said he. Pestle was very handsome. And he arrived there. 
He lay where he was commanded to lie. A woman went out and found Pestle. ‘Oh! 
I have found a very good pestle for myself. I had no pestle heretofore,” said she. 
Ske took him back to the lodge. She took some corn. She filled the mortar, and 
pounded the corn. She beat it fine. She thrust Pestle beyond, right on her knee. 
She missed the mark in pushing, sending him with force, and so she struck him into 
her knee. “Oh! A very bad pestle!” said she. She threw him outside, sending him 
homeward suddenly. ‘You have been used to saying ‘Pestle’ He is coming, having 
stabbed one right at the lodge. He has killed one,” said he. He reached the Big 
turtle again. ‘O war-chief, I have killed one,” said he. ‘You make me thankful,” 
said the Big turtle. ‘Ho, warrior Gray-squirrel! make an attempt,” said he. “Fie! 
O war-chief, how can I do anything?” said he. The lodges camped among the trees. 
“You will pass along the trees above the smoke-holes of the lodges. If they find you, 
they will shoot at you. Do your best. Do your best to evade the arrows or blows. 
If one goes aside, rush on him,” said the Big turtle. At length a boy found him. 
“This moving one is a gray squirrel!” said he. They went in a great uproar. They 
shot at him with guns. They even hit him with sticks. One boy stood aside. He 
attacked him and bit him. When they attacked him, they failed, and were approach- 
ing him. ‘Wonderful! Heretofore the gray squirrel was very easy to approach, but 
we have failed. One has bitten us alone” (é. e., we have done nothing to him), said they. 
“He whom you are used to calling ‘Gray-squirrel’ is coming back, having killed one 
right among them,” said he. He told it to the Big turtle. ‘Ho! real warrior, act 
very honestly,” said the Big turtle. ‘O war-chief, it is just so. I have killed one,” 
said he. ‘Ho! warrior, you make me thankful,” said the Big turtle. 
‘¢Ho! warriors, I, even I, will make a trial. I shall not come back for some time. 
