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brother awoke. So she gave him food. Then she got up and fetched sticks 
to build their lodge. In the end she had got many sticks. By this time 
her little brother was again on the verge of crying, so she sat down by him 
and consoled him. There she remained. As soon as he had ceased to 
weep, she built their lodge, cutting grasses, with which she thatched the 
lodge and made matting for underfoot. By this time darkness was at hand, 
but she had built her lodge so that it would be warm; and now she took 
her little brother inside, and built a fire within. Just at sunset she heard 
a rabbit squeal. She went there: there was one. She killed it. She was 
glad. 
“So my little brother will not go hungry,” she thought. 
She sat there. 
Then, in the night she meditated, thinking, “Would that no one might 
ever find me! Are all persons, I wonder, even so?” she thought; the way 
those people were in the place whence she had come, they who always 
killed and ate each other, because she thought, “Are others, I wonder, 
that way too?” was why she spoke thus. 
Truly, she was glad to be alone, for she thought, “In this way, perhaps 
I shall bring up my little brother.” 
There every day she gathered firewood and snared many rabbits; 
and truly, after each night, when she had slept and in the morning fetched 
the rabbits, she was very glad that she continued to kill many of them. 
At last she built out of doors something on which to hang the rabbits, hav- 
ing killed so many. 
“Well, and so now my little brother and I shall not too soon be hun- 
gry!” she thought. 
She worked at nothing but snaring rabbits and bringing wood, and 
concerning that place where she was, she thought, “Would that no one 
might ever find me!” 
Then in time, when she had been there a long while, her brother grew 
larger. Then she made arrows for her brother, meaning to teach him to 
be a good marksman. Really, in the end he was a good shot; in time the 
lad became skilled to the point where he wanted to try to kill something. 
Presently, as he walked about in the wood, he saw a rabbit. When he 
tried to kill it, really, he killed it. He was glad, and brought it into the 
lodge. 
“Splendid!” said the young woman; “And so now there will be no 
danger of our starving, now that my little brother is killing rabbits,” she 
thought. 
And so she made some more arrows, larger ones, thinking, “So that 
he can do well at killing things with them.” At last, when she had finished 
them, and the lad was using them, really he killed many and many rabbits. 
Then the woman tore pieces from the tent-covering and made something 
for her brother to wear as breeches and as a shirt. By this time the lad 
was almost a young man. He was very handsome. Then, as they dwelt 
there, presently, as he was walking about, trying to get sight of rabbits, 
he came upon the track of a dwarf moose. 
“What kind of creature is this?” he thought; “Suppose I try to get 
a look at him,” he thought. 
Presently he saw it. 
