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surance that I have given you all power that the chief gave me. Tell 
your brothers to go home at once, and in a day or two come by your- 
self and I will give you all instructions.” 
The brother started home. By the time of his arrival at the 
village the news of the woman’s disappearance had spread. It caused 
great sadness and wailing. Pretty-Voice (this was the name of the 
eldest unmarried brother) stayed one night, then started to where 
the Elk had spoken to him. All night Pretty-Voice traveled, and by 
daylight he reached the place. “I am glad that you have come, and I 
am prepared to carry out my promise,” said the Elk. Sitting down, 
Pretty-Voice learned the ceremony of the Elks. “Go at once,” said 
the Elk. “Carry out my instructions in full. When the sun has 
risen full blow your whistle. No matter where the females are, 
they will be attracted and come to you. At the end of this strip of 
timber you will see the rough bluff, and at about the middle you 
will see a little scattering brush. There is the home of the Bear, and 
there you will find the woman.” Pretty-Voice went to the end of the 
timber as he had been directed. As instructed, he whistled, one—two 
—three times. The women in the Bear’s den heard the whistle and 
all rushed outside to listen. At the fourth whistle they could not re- 
strain themselves. They rushed toward the sound. They saw a 
handsome young man standing with his robe wrong side out. Two 
mid-tail eagle feathers were on his head and a long whistle was in 
his hand. 
Pretty-Voice was surprised to see his brother’s wife and three 
young women who had been missed for a long time. Pretty-Voice 
said, “Nawa, we will lose no time, but prepare yourselves to run. 
Understand we are bound for home.” ‘They started at a fast pace. 
When they had gone many miles one turned her head and yelled, 
“He is coming!” and they began to cry. When the Bear came up too 
close Pretty-Voice ordered the party to stop. The Bear stopped and 
sat up on his hind legs, heaving heavily. The Bear was first to speak. 
He said, “Young man, you will live if you let me have my women.” 
“No, I have captured these women and I claim them. I will not let 
them go to you. I will defend these women if you are intending to 
fight,” said Pretty-Voice. “Very well,” said the Bear, “you will 
begin the fight if you have any faith in yourself.” ‘That I have,” 
said Pretty-Voice. Throwing off his robe and other things he made 
his attack with his bow and arrow. The Bear sat up, not minding 
the arrows. Pretty-Voice had shot all his arrows and the Bear was 
still looking at him. ‘“Now,” said the Bear, “I gave you a chance to 
