to break the spell by which his tastes and habits were made so unnatural. To accomplish this, Long Tail and Spotted Body put him in the sweat-house, and there steamed him until he was almost exhausted. They then took him out and began to whip him severely. As they plied the lash they made wishes, that the keen scent would leave his nose, that the taste for reptiles would leave his mouth, that the fear of his own kind would leave his heart, &c. As they progressed with this performance, he suddenly cried out to Atùtish, "Brother, I remember myself now; I know who I am." When he said this he was released; and his first impulse was to run to the spring. He ran there; but when he reached the edge he stopped, for he found he no longer loved the black mud and the slimy water, and he returned to the lodge.
Long Tail then placed the twins side by side, and holding his extended hand, palm downwards, above their heads, a little further from the ground than on the previous occasion, wished that they would both be " so high;" when at once they grew to the size of boys about fourteen years old, and they grew in wisdom correspondingly. Then Long Tail made bows and hunting- arrows for the boys, and a pair of medicine-arrows for their protection and for use on extraordinary occasions, and he addressed them saying, "You are now big enough to protect yourselves. Go out on the prairie and hunt, and we will see which one of you will be the best hunter." After that they went out every day and became expert hunters.
Once, as they were looking for game among the hills, they came to a scaffold on which a corpse was laid. "There," said Atùtish, "is the body of our mother. She was murdered, no one knows how."
"Let us try the strength of our medicine arrows upon her," said Mahash, "perhaps we could bring her back to life." So saying he stepped close to the scaffold and shot straight up. As the arrow turned to fall, he cried out, "Take care, mother, or you will get hurt," and, as it descended near the body, the scaffold shook and a low groan was heard. Then Atùtish stepped nearly under the scaffold and shot up in the air. As his arrow turned to fall he cried out, "Mother! Mother! Jump quick or the arrow will strike you." At once she arose, jumped down from the scaffold, and, recognising her children,
