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Then he was off; and then he shouted: “Now I am going to jump; 
I am going to take the new clothes; I, I shall have them; I am going to 
jump! This time I shan’t stop!” he cried; he gave it all away to them who 
were hiding from him. 
Then he came with a running start; he came a-shouting. He kept 
himself in a high state of excitement. When he jumped, up went the 
partridges from both banks with a whirr. He was scared; he fell into the 
middle of the water. Those moccasins of his, which he treated with such 
care, his breeches, which he had round his neck, he got them all drenched, 
and his blanket-robe. “Bah! Those dirty dogs startled me and made 
me get my clothes all wet!” he cried. 
Then he dried them. 
“Ha, I shall have a smoke! When I have smoked, these clothes of 
mine will be dry,” he said. 
Then, when he looked for his tobacco-pouch, he could not find it. 
“Where can it be that I lost my tobacco-pouch?” 
He looked for it in the water, but he did not find it. Then all at once 
he saw it lying in the water. 
“Bah! This nasty tobacco-pouch has been hiding from me! I was 
getting sad for want of a smoke!” 
It lay there in the water; he reached to take it; there was nothing. 
At last as far as this ; nothing. 
“Oho, and so this tobacco-pouch of mine is running away!” he thought; 
“It has been away a long time, for all I could do.” 
Then, when he reached like this, at last he was in a sitting position. 
Way out he was scratching up gravel from the bed of the stream; nothing. 
He looked there; “There is my tobacco-pouch!” he cried; “Now do 
let me take it,” he thought. 
He was angry by this time. 
Then, when he did like this, there where, by this time, he lay in the 
water, thinking, “I will turn my head like this when I reach,” why, there, 
up aloft in a tree there, hung that thing. 
“Bah! There is that nasty tobacco-pouch I kept losing till it made 
me miserable! As if I hadn’t been longing for a smoke! And so there it 
hangs!” he cried; “Since you won’t have it otherwise, be absent,” he said, 
taking it; “Since you won’t have it otherwise. I’ll teach you how to be of 
no use.” 
He gave it a fling. Gone was his tobacco-pouch, and his pipe as well. 
He threw them away. 
It was hot weather. His garments were not yet dry. So he needs went 
off wuthout. Now his blanket was drenched through; it was heavy. And 
as the weather was very hot, as he walked along, he could hardly carry 
that blanket-robe of his, in the hot sun, when there he saw a big stone. 
He walked over there. 
When he came up to it, “Now, brother,” he said to that stone, “I give 
you this blanket of mine,” he said to it. 
He put the robe on the stone. When he had covered it, he went away; 
he went naked. Then, when he had not gone far, there came signs of rain, 
as the Thunderers sounded their approach. 
“Tut tut, I shall be drenched! I shall have to get back the thing I 
gave away,” he thought, “my blanket.” 
