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Then that Windigo started in pursuit. The young woman fled. Soon 
he came close with noise. She was in great distress. 
“Now he will kill me,” she thought. 
She came to a man who had a house. 
“Open! A Windigo is trying to kill me,” she called to him. 
He paid no heed to her. 
“Quickly, big brother! Take pity on me! A Windigo is trying to 
kill me,” she called to him. 
At last he opened the door. She went in. The other had already got 
there on the run. 
“Open the door for me! I come in pursuit of my wife,” he cried. 
His words went unheeded. 
“Quick, open! I want to see my wife.” 
Then the woman, “Don't! Do not open! He is a Windigo, not my 
husband.” 
* And the man, “Open! I have come to fetch my wife.” 
“No!” she cried. 
Then at one time the man opened the door. When the other man had 
got half-way in, he flung it shut; he killed him. Then the woman went 
out. She took a great amount of firewood. Then she made a fire. She 
threw that man into it; she burned him up. 
Then her big brother, “Do not take anything!” 
All kinds of things were lying around; bowls, spoons, kettles, forks, 
all kinds of good things which had fallen out when the Windigo was burned. 
She picked up a bowl; she could not let go of it. It began to sink into the 
earth. 
“Brother, brother!” she cried. 
Out came her brother; he took the thing. 
“Do not take anything more!” 
He smashed all the things. Then she went inside. The man made 
some garments. Then she put on those man's clothes. Then she went 
away. 
Presently, as she walked along, she saw a buffalo-lane and a man 
sitting up aloft on it. He came down and headed her off. 
“Let us try our strength,” he said to her. 
“No,” she answered him; “I am on my way home,” she said to him. 
But at last he talked her into it. 
“You first,” he said to her; “Show your power,” he said to her. 
Then they contended. The woman was defeated. That man took 
her home with him; he took her to the buffalo-lane. There she saw a 
great crowd of none but wmmen whose knees had been broken. 
Then she asked them, “What has he been doing to you?” 
“This person climbs trees; he comes leaping down; he falls on our 
knees; as he lands he alw'ays breaks our bones.” 
“Now, he shall not treat me this way!” 
She came inside. The man climbed up. 
“Sit there!” he told the woman. 
Then the woman sat there. He leaped into the air. The woman 
held out an iron bar. She impaled him and killed him. Then she rose to 
her feet. Those woman rejoiced, for they had been miserably dealt with, 
“Go, all of you, to whatever place you came from!” 
