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“Oh, perhaps here no one will come upon me,” she thought; “In this 
way my little brother will grow up,” she thought. 
So there she set up her dwelling. She quickly built her lodge. Then 
she made snares of sinew, meaning to try to kill rabbits, thinking, “Only 
from these shall my little brother and I be able to get our sustenance.” 
So she set her snares. Then she gathered a great amount of firewood. 
Then, when night had come and they had slept, in the morning she went 
to look at her snares. She had killed two rabbits. 
“Good! Now my little brother will eat!” she said, as she took them 
home. 
The little boy was glad when the rabbits were brought. Then the 
woman cooked them and gave her little brother to eat. When she too had 
eaten, she made some more snares and went again to lay them; and then, 
whenever she went home, she tended to the firewood, and stayed there. 
In time her brother grew big, and then she made arrows and taught 
him to shoot. So the boy learned to shoot. Because she thought, con- 
cerning him, “Perhaps he will kill something when he comes to adolescence,” 
was why she taught him. As she killed rabbits every day, she was the 
only one of them to work; as the boy was always playing in the lodge, 
or sometimes out of doors, and only the woman worked, she was very good 
to her little brother, there where she was trying to raise him. Then, 
presently, when her brother grew big, she made clothes for him, cutting 
pieces from the tent, from which she made him a coat and breeches. And 
he sat in the place opposite the door, as he came to the age of approaching 
manhood; he stayed always right there, as he came to adolescence. He 
did not go about now out of doors; he did little more than eat his meals, 
and rabbits were all they had to eat, he and his sister. They never spoke 
to each other. 
At last he was a young man. Then at one time he took his knife and 
went to cut some saskatoon sticks, and wood for a bow, and brought them 
inside the lodge to work at them, whittling them, and the bow as well, to 
make arrows. And then the woman was no longer well able to kill rabbits. 
Then they hungered. The woman was grieved that they should hunger 
because her brother always stayed right there. When the youth had pre- 
pared those saskatoon sticks, he took an ax and went to set a trap of 
boughs. He made two of them. Then when he came home, his sister had 
killed but one rabbit. In the morning, when he went to look at his traps, 
he had killed an eagle and an owl; one in each trap. He made his arrows 
with those feathers. When he had finished them, his sister gave him a 
sinew, which he prepared and fixed on his bow. The next time he went to 
look at his traps, he had trapped an otter and a fisher; and now he meant 
to make a quiver of the fisherskin, and of the otter a hat, of the otterskin. 
And from the eagle he took the bone here, like this, from the upper part of 
the wing, and made a flute. When he had made it, his sister took some 
porcupine-quills to attach to the little flute. When she had finished it, he 
hung it up. 
Then the woman was glad, thinking, “Now my brother will kill some- 
thing!” 
But she found that her brother would not hunt, and did not stir from 
the spot. Often enough the woman did not kill any rabbits. Then they 
had nothing to eat. She was grieved that her brother did not care to hunt; 
