land for the lodge of the Wind, but he could not find it for many moons. Still he would not give up the search, for his heart was hot with wrath.
One day the Wind heard a great crashing sound among the trees near his lodge, and his heart stood still.
"It is your father," he cried, and he hid the Chief's daughter in a thicket, while he made himself invisible, that he might stay close beside her.
The great Chief looked inside the lodge of the Wind, but he found it empty. Then he went through the brush, striking to right and left with his heavy club, and calling, "My daughter: my daughter!"
And when the Wind's wife heard her father's voice, she answered, "Oh, my father, strike not! We are here."
But before her words could reach him, the Chief swung his great club once more, and it fell upon the head of the invisible Wind, who, without a sound, dropped unconscious upon the ground. And because he was invisible, neither the Chief nor his daughter knew what had happened.
