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side. As the house was in darkness she could not tell who he was, and 
presently he stole away on her scolding him for his intrusion. When he 
left her side she watched the smoke-hole to see if he left the house, but 
seeing no shadow against the sky she came to the conclusion that he was 
an inmate of the house. As there were several families in the same 
keekwilee-house, it never entered her mind to suspect that the intruder 
was her own brother. After a few weeks had elapsed the maiden found 
herself with child. She was greatly distressed when she discovered her 
condition, the more so as she knew not the man who had brought this 
trouble and disgrace upon her. The least she could do before she told her 
parents of her condition was to discover his name. Suspecting that he 
would sooner or later pay her a second visit, she resolved to lay a trap to 
discover his identity. She thereupon begged from her mother some paint 
of two colours, black and red. ‘What do you want with paint?’ said the 
mother ; ‘you cannot paint yourself.’ ‘I don’t wish to paint myself,’ replied 
the girl. ‘I need it for some other purpose,’ and she teased and worried 
her mother till she gave her what she wanted. Before retiring that night 
she took some grease and mixed it with the paint, after which she covered 
the insides of both of her hands with the mixture, red on one and black 
on the other. Thus she awaited the next visit of her betrayer. One 
night he stole again to her couch and lay with her again as she slept. 
She awoke earlier this time, and before he left her she endeavoured to 
make him speak to her, so that she might discover his identity by the ° 
sound of his voice ; but this he would not do. Finding he would not 
thus betray himself, as he sought to leave her she made pretence to 
detain him by putting her arms about him. While she held him thus for 
a moment she impressed the palms of her paint-smeared hands firmly upon 
his shoulders and left a clear imprint of them there in red and black. He 
now left her, all unconscious of the tell-tale marks she had placed upon 
him. ‘In the morning,’ said she to herself, ‘I shall know him by the 
pattern on his shoulders.’ 
Now it was customary for Loon to call all the young men of his 
household early in the morning to go out to swim, and exercise themselves 
in various kinds of sports. After the youths had taken their swim in the 
river they would paint themselves in fanciful designs, and then contend 
together in racing and other exercises. On this particular morning the 
girl begged so hard to be allowed to go out for once and see the 
games that at last her mother consented. She bade her daughter put 
on her best robes. This the girl did, and clothed herself in a beautiful 
soft elk-hide dress, which was covered throughout with handsome bead- 
work. On presenting herself to the neighbours she was regarded with 
much astonishment by all, but she took no notice of any of them, her 
whole attention being given to scanning the backs of the young men 
before her. She passed them one by one in silent review before her, but 
could discover on the shoulders of none of them the imprint of a pair 
of human hands in red and black. She was puzzled, as she knew very well 
that the paint could not be washed off in the water. She never thought 
to look at her brother until presently he ran close by her and exposed his 
shoulders to her gaze. In a moment her eye caught the impression of 
her hands in the red and black paint upon his back. 
At first she would not believe her sight, but when she could doubt no 
longer she gave a shriek of pain, and putting her hands to her face cried 
aloud and rocked herself in her distress and grief. The bystanders 
