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Then, when it was almost daybreak, the dancing stopped, and Hell- 
Diver went home. He really did bring some of the good food from the 
feast. 
“Here, wives, is the ceremonial meal!” 
They said nothing to him. 
“A nine days’ wonder, what sound sleepers they are!” he said. 
So he needs lay down somewhere or other. It was broad daylight, 
when he awoke. When he raised his head, his wives were still sleeping. 
“Get up, Ainde! It is broad day!” he said. 
She did not get up. 
“You, at least, Cadettel” 
When she did not get up, he got up himself. When he threw back 
the younger one’s covers, all the bees flew up, and the whole swarm went 
for him and stung him here and there, until his face was all covered, and 
meanwhile those bugs kept biting his feet. At last he ran out of the tipi, 
with his eyes barely a little open, what with the way the bees had treated 
him. 
When people heard the noise he was making in his tipi, they said, 
“Is he not perhaps killing his wives? Let us go see!” they said of him. 
As for him, he went to the water, to the river, taking with him some 
blood. Then he embarked, singing the while. 
“Is he not perhaps, having killed his wives, about to kill himself?” 
was said of him. 
When he drew his knife, “Hey, he is going to stab himself!” they said 
of him. 
And really, he stabbed the vessel full of blood, and, when the blood 
spurted all over, “He is killing himself!” they said of him. 
Then he tipped his canoe and got under it, holding to it as it drifted 
along. 
“Hey, Hell-Diver has killed himself! His canoe has tipped!” 
Then, as he was carried away by the current, “Truly he is bringing 
grief on his wives! Try to get hold of him!” was said of him, and they went 
to fetch him in a canoe. 
They got hold of his canoe; he was not in it, for he had dived. 
“It seems that he has really killed himself!” they said of him. 
Far from there he went to shore, having reached a little lake. 
Presently they heard him singing in yonder place. “So he is trying 
to fool us, is Hell-Diver! Over there he is singing! You will have to get 
into the water; if you find him, kill him; he is bringing grief upon his 
wives!” was said of him. 
Then, when they sought him everywhere in the water, at last, when 
they felt something underfoot, and gave it a few kicks, then they heard 
something go off like a gim. “They have stepped on his mother’s belly 
and it has burst with a bang; so now we have kiUed him'” said those 
people. 
They left him alone. 
WeU, that is the end of the sacred story. 
