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He did not consider that they might destroy him; “Now I am surely 
destined to live; otherwise I should have died of hunger,” he thought. 
He went there. When he reached the place, he saw nothing outside 
the lodge, but someone spoke for him to hear, “Come in, grandchild! 
Come I’ight in!” said an old woman, for him to hear. 
When he entered, why, there she was, all alone. 
“My grandchild, my grandchild,” she said to him; “Heavens, it is a 
dangerous place whither he is bound !” she told him ; “Sit down over there,” 
she told him. 
Then he gave her that partridge. 
“Grandmother, take this to eat,” he told her. 
“Truly, my grandchild is giving me a treat!” she said to him; “And 
so my grandchild has been going hungry! I shall cook something for him,” 
she said to him. 
After hanging up a tiny little kettle, she put into the water two tiny 
bits of meat and two little berries; “Here am I, starving, and my grand- 
mother puts so little food into her kettle!” he thought. 
At once she said to him, “Grandchild, it is an evil place to which 
you are going. Never does anyone return, when people go there. In 
vain do I always try to dissuade the young men,” she said; “Grandson, 
jmu had better go back home in the morning. It is an evil place to which 
you are going,” she told him. 
“Oh, grandmother, I am too far along by now. As it is, I shall die of 
hunger, to no purpose; if I reach that place and something or other destroys 
me, it will be as well. If to no purpose I starve to death on the way, then 
too I shall not reach home,” he told her. 
“Very well, my grandchild, stay here four nights, and I shall at any 
rate teach you something as to the way you shall do,” she told him. 
“Yes!” 
Then she gave him food; he ate. He was not able to eat up those 
things which she gave him to eat. When he could not eat them all, he 
handed them to his grandmother. 
“Goodness me! Truly my grandson is a poor eater!” she said to him. 
Then she instructed him about the place to which he was going, telling 
him about it, and finally teaching him songs. 
Presently she said to him, “Grandson, you must be tired! You had 
better sleep now,” she told him. 
And so he went to bed. 
When he awoke, “Grandson, get up now! Eat! I have finished cook- 
ing,” she said. 
Then he arose. Then she brought her tiny kettle and set it before 
him, and he ate. 
After a while he had enough, and, “Truly, little at a time does my 
grandchild eat!” she told him. 
“When I have as much as this, I am always filled,” he told her. 
Then he stayed there all day, for several days. In the evening, when 
they had eaten, she would teach him songs, and when she thought he had 
enough of it, she would say to him, “Go to bed!” 
When the fourth night had come, “Now then, my grandson, the time 
has come for you to go,” she told him. 
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