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the largest and highest tipi, where he might stay all night with the 
young man living there. He went as directed and walked in. He was 
ordered to go on where visitors were always seated, and there he sat 
down, and near him he saw his supposed brothers’ weapons. He was 
told that he, like the others, had to meet danger. He was then given 
supper. He ate and went to bed. Early next morning he went to the 
creek and took a bath, and on his return he was called to the shinny 
ground. He went over, having a shinny club of his own and a ball 
of his own. When both were at the grounds the boy that was visiting 
asked to have his ball used first, but they could not agree at all. His 
opponent asked that his own ball be used. ‘Then the boy asked that 
his club be used. They could not agree. Finally they agreed to use 
the ball that belonged to the visiting boy. He tossed the ball up and 
they both looked up to see where the ball fell. When the ball was 
tossed up, hail began to fall instead’of the ball coming down. All of 
the hail came down on Boy-setting-Grass-on-Fire-by-his-Footsteps and 
commenced to pelt him. It came on him alone and on no one else, and 
it killed him. After his death the young man commanded the hail 
to stop. They then took up the body of Boy-setting-Grass-on-Fire-by- 
his-Footsteps and brought wood to burn it up. In those days, when a 
man of this nature was burned, those whom he had killed would come 
to life while he was burning. So when they burned his body there were 
a good many men who came to life, coming out of the fire. Finally 
the four brothers and the old man came out. As the fire went out 
the young man who had killed his opponent commanded everybody 
who had come to life to return to wherever they were from. So the 
Swift-Hawks, with their father, went straight to where they had left 
their weapons and shields and went on home. It took them four days 
again to get home. When they reached home the old woman was glad 
to see them. They lived here a little longer. The old man told his sons 
that the things that had happened to them he feared might happen 
again. So he told them not to live longer as they were, but to go up 
in the air. They took a gourd full of water and poured it on the fire, 
and as the smoke went up they went up with it, and turned into Little- 
Brown-Hawks. 
