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The nephew continued his journey further south, with the ex- 
pectation of reaching his uncle. He came to another man, whom he 
supposed had followed his uncle, and this man was as angry as he 
could be when he was approached, but the nephew was ready to talk 
with him, telling ‘him that he was from their home village and was on 
his way to his uncle’s place. But this man would not believe him, for 
it was too far for anyone to travel. Then this man told the nephew to 
show him something, so that he could believe him. The nephew filled 
his pipe full of tobacco and offered it to the man to smoke, and he took 
but four puffs, then emptied the pipe. He also gave the man some of 
the corn meal, and got a handful of it and poured it into the man’s 
mouth. The man drew back, and said: “Yes, that is just the way 
everything tastes at our home village. I often think of my old home 
and wish J were there, but I can not get there; my life is too short for 
me to return ‘home, but you go on and you will find one more man on 
the road, who, I think, is in the same condition I am in, because there 
ar2 two more further north who gave out, and I gave out, too. So 
surely there must be another man down further to the south.” 
So the young nephew went further south, leaving this man be- 
hind. Of course, he traveled faster, in order that he might find his 
uncle sooner. As he went further south he came to another man, 
whom he supposed to be another of his uncle’s followers. As soon as 
this man found out that some one was coming he was as angry as he 
could be. He was like the other men—he could not move, but could 
only shake his head. The nephew told him that he was from his old 
home, far away to the north; that he had come in search of them and 
his uncle, who was leading the great war-party. But this man said, 
“No! No! You can not be the one, for it is too far for anyone to 
come to look for us.” The nephew then asked the man if he remem- 
bered his leader’s sister, saying that he himself was the son of the 
sister of this great war leader of his. The man then told the nephew 
to show him something from their distant home. The nephew filled 
his pipe and the man smoked it, then drew back and said: “Yes, you 
are from that village, my former home. That is the same old smoke 
that I used to smoke among my home people of that village that you 
recently came from.” Again he took a handful of the corn meal and 
put it into the man’s mouth, and when this was put in his mouth, he 
said, “Yes! That is just the way everything tastes in my village far 
to the north.” The man, of course, named the names of the village. 
It was a surprise to the man that he should see some one who had 
come from a place so far away. So he said: “Well, my boy, you are 
