"Drink what there is; you talk so much about water," replied all the others, "that you would better drink." "That drop can do no good to any one." "Well, take a taste, anyhow," said Olelbis; "it will not hurt you." "I don't want a taste, I want a drink," answered Hubit. "Take a drink, then," said Olelbis. Hubit began to drink. He drank and drank, took his belt off about the middle of the forenoon, put his head on the edge of the basket and drank from morning till midday, drank till two men had to carry him away from the water and lay him down at the upper end of the sweat-house. Though Hubit drank half a day, the water in the basket was no less. Kiriu Herit drank next. He drank long, but did not lower the water. After him Sutunut drank till he was satisfied; then Moihas drank all he wanted. "Let all come and drink. When each has enough, let him stand aside," said Olelbis. Tsararok drank, and then Kuntihle drank; then Hus and Tsurat; after them the old women, Pakchuso Pokaila, the grandmothers of Olelbis, drank; then Toko; then Kopus drank. But the people murmured, saying,-- "Kopus is no Hlahi; he ought not to have any of our water. He is only good for acorns." The two Tsudi girls, who had sung so long, drank very heartily. Lutchi lived outside, east of the sweat-house; they called him to drink. He took one sip and went out. Lutchi never liked water. Now Sanihas Yupchi, who had brought the water, drank of it; and last of all, Olelbis. When all were satisfied, and Toko had gone back and lain down in his place north of the sweat-house, the basket was put near him; and ever after Toko had water in abundance, and so had every one. There was plenty of water ever after in Olelpanti for all uses; but if Sanihas Yupchi had not brought it, all might have perished for want of water. "I will go home now," said Sanihas Yupchi, after he had drunk. He wished well to every one and went away. When Kut was carrying the basket westward, every drop that fell made a spring,--wherever a drop fell a spring appeared. NORWAN