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Then, when they all had closed their eyes and were dancing, presently, 
“Hwe, hwe!” went Wisahketchahk, taking hold of a big goose and wringing 
its neck. In this way he kept on circling round, singing all the while, and, 
as he went, wringing the necks of the geese and of the big ducks. Over 
yonder by the door danced Hell-Diver, and when he heard something or 
other, and opened one eye as he danced, there he saw Wisahketchahk 
killing one after another. 
“Yah!” he cried, “It's the same old story, Wisahketchahk is killing 
us off!” 
When the others opened their eyes, Wisahketchahk said, “What sort 
of a dance would I be bringing you blockh-eads? I was hungry, that's all!” 
he said to those ducks. 
They fled out of doors, the others, trying to get away. 
Thereupon Wisahketchahk went out of the lodge, laughing and 
rejoicing, thinking, “I shall eat a plenty.” So then he tore up that lodge 
of his, taking the faggots and building a fire to roast those summer creatures. 
He roasted them whole. Having made too big a fire, he began to feel hot. 
He went off, thinking, “First I shall get over feeling hot; by that time 
my geese will be done.” 
And so when he had walked a little ways, there he saw Fox, who had 
a pain in his leg, and was limping and could not walk properly, as he tried 
to run away from him. 
“Wait a moment, little brother!” he called to him. 
“Dear me, no!” the other answered; “You are only going to play me 
some new trick,” he said to him. 
“No!” he told him; “It is only that I want to tell you some news. 
Do you see all the smoke rising over here?” 
“Yes,” said the other to him. 
“Over there I have killed a lot of geese and ducks, and there I am 
roasting them,” he told him; “We shall have plenty to eat,” he told him; 
“But first let us race. Let us run around that hill not far from here.” 
“Oh dear, no! You see I can't walk, with my sore leg,” said Fox. 
Wisahketchahk spoke thus: “I shall tie stones to my leg,” he said. 
“Very well,” said Fox. 
Wisahketchahk took some stones and tied them to his leg. 
“There, little brother, come on!” 
So they set off at a run. Wisahketchahk left Fox behind. 
“Hey, I thought this Fox was a runner, this poor little brother of mine 
whom I am leaving so far behind! I shall give the poor fellow a few of 
them when he arrives from his run,” said Wisahketchahk. 
As soon as Wisahketchahk was out of sight behind the hill, that Fox 
turned back, and his leg was not sore at all, as he made for the rising 
smoke. When he got there, there he saw the geese and ducks a-roasting. 
He took them and ate, robbing Wisahketchahk of his roasts. He ate them 
all up. Only the feet of those geese and ducks, only those did he put into 
the embers, thinking, “Let Wisahketchahk see them.” Then he made for 
safety, thinking of Wisahketchahk, “He will be angry at me.” 
Then, when Wisahketchahk arrived, he was very hot; for he had 
had quite a run. 
“Hah, when I am no longer hot, I shall eat,” he thought; “I shall 
give my little brother a few, too,” he said of Fox, “when he gets here,” 
he thought. 
