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Looking in all four directions, he
saw a magic whitish trail. Slowly following this, he neared the enemy,
coming to the surface from the underground four times during the journey.
Their power stood in their land like a mountain, but he bit it off short,
and he sank their springs by biting them. He saw that the wind of the
enemy was strong and he cut it up with his teeth. He gnawed in short
pieces their clouds.
They had good dreams and bright false-seeing, good bow strings and
straight-flying reeds, but these he grhtmled and bit off short. The
different belongings lying about he took with him, turning around
homeward. On his way homeward over the whitish trail, he came to the
surface four times, and magic fire appeared around the edges. Then he came
to his bed. He felt that the land roared rejoicingly with him.
In the south was Blue Coyote and there I sent my cry. He was friendly and
came to me from his blue darkness, circling around and shouting, four
times, on his journey, making magic fire everywhere. When he arrived, he
looked in four directions, then understood.
A whitish magic trail lay before him. He cast his blue darkness upon the
enemy and slowly approached them, circling around and shouting four times
on the way. Like a mountain was their power in the land, and he sucked it
in. The springs of water under the trees he sucked in. The wind that was
blowing he inhaled. He sucked in the clouds.
The people dreamed of a white thing, and their dreams he sucked in, with
their best bow strings and the straight-flying reeds. All the different
belongings which lay around he gathered and slowly turned back. Hidden in
the blue darkness, he came to me, circling around, shouting, four times on
his journey. Then he homeward took his way, circling, howling, four times,
and shouting reached his bed. With pleasure he felt all directions thud.
The east echoed.
In the sunset direction was Black Kangaroo Mouse, an expert robber. To him
I sent my cry. He was friendly to me and came hidden in black darkness,
sitting down four times upon his way. Magic fire covered the edges of his
trail. When he reached me. he looked in all directions. The magic trail
brightly lay before him. He threw black darkness around him and slowly
reached the enemy, sitting down four times upon the trail.
He found a bag of the enemy, with much prized possessions. It was tied
one knot on top of another) but he bit them off. He took from it the blue
necklaces, blue earrings, and the different belongings lying around
gathered up with him. Then he slowly took his way back on the magic trail,
with magic fire everywhere. Hidden in his yellow darkness, he returned to
me. He left the others at the council and in darkness took his homeward
way, resting four times. He sat on his bed and felt all directions of the
earth rustling in the darkness. Darkness lay all around.
I called on Owl, the white blood-sucker. To him I sent my cry. He was
friendly and came down to me with four thin flys (sailing) on the way. He
looked in all directions. The magic trail brightly before him lay. He
flew, with four thin flys, toward the enemy.
The mountain of their power which stood in the land he bit off short.
The springs he bit off, and their very good dreams. The best bow strings
and the straight-flying reeds he grhtmled and cut very short. He bit off
their flesh and made holes in their bones.
From the things gathered, he made a belt from a bowstring. Then he
returned. He came through the whitish mist of dawn in four flights. The
people held a council. Leaving them there, he after four thin flys reached
his bed in the gray dawn mist. Then in all directions he heard the
darkness rattling, as he lay there.
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