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Then he put down his blanket-robe and his arrows, and all his clothes; 
only his hat he did not put down. 
“Ho, set down your hat, too,’’ the other told him. 
“Oh dear, no!’’ 
So then they wrestled. He could not overcome him. At last, just 
as he was getting out of breath, he tripped the other and threw him; he 
got him down. 
“Ho, Fisherskin-Hat, I stumbled over your leg, that is why you have 
got the better of me. Once more!” the other said to him. 
“Oh no! I have beaten you now,” he answered the other. 
“No; once more!” 
“Very well!” 
They wrestled. While they were at grips, the other knocked his hat 
up into the air. Thereupon the other overcame him; he broke his back 
and entered his body, taking away his good looks. As he had seen the 
other to look, such was now the appearance of that youth. And that other, 
who had been ugly, was now handsome. When he looked at him, “Greatly 
has he injured me as to my good looks, robbing me thus of my beauty!” 
thought he. 
The other took his clothes and put them on, and his hat as well. 
“These here are your clothes, Bearskin-Breeches!” the other told 
him. 
Then he put on the other’s clothes. And now he, instead of the other, 
was incessantly coughing. Well, he had not followed his grandmother’s 
advice. 
“Well now, Bearskin-Breeches, let us go take our wives!” the other 
told him. 
So they set out to go to those young women. When they were near 
the place, out came the elder sister. 
She saw them and at once cried out, “Little sister! Come out! Here 
are these young men coining!” 
When that young woman came out, there she saw them walking up. 
“Come, little sister, let us see who gets there first! Whichever runs 
the faster, let her have the handsome one for her husband,” said the elder 
sister. 
“Very well,” said the younger. 
The woman started to run. Whenever her younger sister was about 
to pass her, she seized hold of her and flung her back; in the end that 
elder sister grabbed hold of the handsome youth saying, “This one I 
shall wed!” 
But it was the younger woman who was handsome. 
Then, “There’s your husband!” they said to the younger one, point- 
ing to the hunchback who had a cough. 
They took the men home with them. When they entered the lodge, 
the one who had the cough took his seat yonder by the doorway. But the 
handsome youth, whose wife kept hugging and kissing him, thought it 
very fine. There they dwelt, and those women had only berries to eat. 
At last night came, as they sat there 
