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Then, when night came, and they had slept, then in the morning early, 
again their children went off. And now the woman did not care to stop 
her children. 
When those children went to see their uncle, and had come there and 
built up the fire, the elder boy said, “Now, younger brother, let me first 
try to go get our uncle’s head.” 
“Very well.” 
“Well then, brother, if I come bringing it, try to pull our uncle to his 
feet,” he told him. 
“Yes.” 
Then, as the elder brother was going out of the lodge, as he stood 
in the doorway, “Now, at the very first I did think that I should be a 
swallow!” 
Really, he rose into the air and flew to where he had seen his uncle’s 
head. When he got there, just as he was near, that raven croaked. 
At that the wampum-headed one came out of the lodge, and hallooed, 
crying, “Someone is trying to rob us of m}^ lodge-emblem!” 
Then that swallow fled, and was pursued and close pressed on his way 
home, for if he were overtaken, he would be killed. At last he arrived 
where his younger brother was. Then he was left alone. 
Then the younger lad spoke to him; “How did you fare?” he asked his 
elder brother. 
“Ho, just as I got close, that raven croaked; my coming was per- 
ceived.” 
“Well! Now, let me try!” said the younger lad. 
Then the younger brother went out of the lodge. 
“Now, at the very first I did think that I should be a hawk!” he said. 
So he turned into a hawk; he rose into the air, flying high. When he 
came to that place, from on high he attacked the raven. When the raven 
saw him, it would not croak, for it feared the hawk. The hawk snatched 
that head and made off in flight. Not until he was far on his way did the 
raven croak. Though that person came running forth from the lodge, 
by this time the other had flown far off on his course. 
“Alas!” he cried; “Go in pursuit! We have been robbed of my 
head!” he cried. 
They turned into all manner of creatures, as they went in pursuit. 
The hawk was swift; he left behind all that fly in the air. 
When he came near, he cried, “Brother, open the door! Try to pull 
our uncle to his feet!” he told him. 
When, accordingly, the other threw open the door and made ready to 
pull him to his feet, by that time he was close by. 
“Here it comes, brother! Rub his mouth!” he told him. 
Truly, that head flew into place, and the elder lad rubbed his mouth. 
So he came to life. All those who had given chase went back. Those 
boys rejoiced that their uncle had come to life. 
“Now then, let us go home! Let us take our uncle home!” 
They stepped out of the lodge. His arrows and his head-dress, only 
these he took whose head was beaded, as they stepped forth from the 
lodge. 
“Now, younger brother, let me be the one to take our uncle.” 
“Very well.” 
