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��you." Then they all started to where the beaver was. Long-Hair saw a big lake, and along the lake he saw a big mountain. Then they told him, these people, "That is the nest of the beaver. It is too late in the day now; but to-morrow we shall attack him, the beaver. We must stay here over night." Then they lay down, these bad people, on the glare ice, and Long-Hair and his men lay down on the ice at the same time. They told stories and were laughing. Then Long-Hair covered them with his belt. And they too told stories and were laughing. At last a great stillness came over the other people. They all froze to death, the bad people. Then Long-Hair and his men slept all night; and they went to the village, where every one rejoiced that they had overcome the bad people. They danced, and the people rejoiced so much over it that they held a great feast.
Again Long-Hair departed; and again, in seven days' time, he came to another village; and then, again, he entered the first wigwam; and again an old woman and an old man rejoiced; and again they said to Long-Hair, "We rejoice that we see you; but our people seek your life, and our chief is a bad man. Soon he will come to get you. You must take good care of yourself." Then came for him some men; and he was told, "We will engage in sport in the little rapids." After he had eaten, he went with them, and they reached the Great Falls. And they said to Long-Hair, "Now get into the canoe. You sit in the bow." He got into the canoe, and they pushed him off. Then he put his belt on, and said to his belt, "We will drift down."
Then Woodchuck, looking at her pipe, saw in it blood, and she wept. She said, "My grandchild is in severe danger;" and she watched it, her pipe, and at last the pipe went dry. Then Woodchuck jumped up, danced about, and said, "My grandchild is still living!"
Long-Hair then began to drift away into the rapids. At last safely he drifted through and paddled ashore, and he began to carry
��his canoe up the river on the portage. When he reached them, he said to these bad people, "Very much I like the sport; let us drift down again." Then he told them all, "So, you get in." They were very much afraid; but they had to get in, and they all drifted down and they were killed. They were ground to pieces, all of them. Then he went back to the village again, and they rejoiced for the killing of the great bad magicians, and on account of it they danced and feasted.
Again he left, and in seven days' time he came to another village; and again he went in the first wigwam. In this village one side was quiet, and the other side was uproarious. On account of it a rejoicing and a dance were being held. The latter were tormenting the other people across the village; they were tor- menting them because they were afraid. Then, as he came up here, he was told, "Thus they are always doing in our village; they abuse us because we are afraid of them; such great magicians are they, the bad chief and his men." He was told, "Soon they will come to get you, because they seek your life. Now take good care of yourself." Accordingly, soon after a man came for him, saying as he came up to Long-Hair, "Now, my friend, we are going to play; we will play lacrosse." Then Long-Hair said to him, "Surely, my friend, I shall go, for I am fond of lacrosse." Then he picked seven men to go with him; and while they were on the way, Long-Hair took and broke off the tip of a spruce-branch and put it in his bosom. When he reached the place where they played ball, he was told, "Now, my friend, this is the direction of your goal." Then they went, Long-Hair and his friends, and were ready to play. Then the magician brought the ball and threw it down. It was a great magic skull. And it began to roll, this magic skull, and it attacked them, and at last it drove them near the great ocean to the end of the land. Thereupon Long-Hair kicked it, and smashed it all to pieces. Thereupon Long- Hair gave a great laugh. Said Long-Hair,