He went, and just below the hilltop he found a piece of a hollow oak-tree as long as the height of a man; he walked slowly in this dry trunk, his head just sticking above it, and of the same color. He reached the top of the ridge and went down the south side a short distance; there were no trees or brush there. As he stood looking around, his eyes above the stump, some people called out below,-- "What is that on the hill? I have never seen that thing there before." "I see nothing but a stump," answered others. Hau was looking around everywhere, taking notice of everything. "There is some one there," said another man. "Oh, that's a stump. I've seen that there all the time." "Well, let's sling a stone at it." Notudui took his sling and hurled a stone. Hau lowered his head a little. The stone hit the stump and made a loud noise. "Oh, that's nothing. Don't you hear the noise? That's just a stump. We'll throw again and be sure." Hau was just putting his head out when he saw another stone coming. The stone hit the stump, and made a great noise. "There, do you think that is a person? Do you think the stone would make a noise like that if it hit some one?" They threw no more stones. Hau waited till dark, when he went back and told Sehinom everything. "Now, my brothers," said Sehinom Chabatu to the two Tsudi boys, "you must go to that camp. Go straight to the centre house, go into it together. Then let one go west and the other east. Look carefully, and when you see a bow, cut the string to it. Cut the strings in the first house before you part, and then cut alone. Go into each house and cut every bow-string. As you go around the houses inside, some one may see you and say, 'Look at those Tsudis,' but pay no heed, go on cutting." The two Tsudi brothers went to the middle house together; then one went east, and the other west. They went through each house. In some they found a few bows, in others a great many. They cut till daylight was coming. They went home then, and said,-- "We cut bow-strings all night, and had to stop because daylight was coming, but we left only a few strings uncut. The people slept, except one man in the sweat-house. We don't think he ever sleeps. He talks always." "I know him," said Sehinom. "He talks, but he is asleep while he talks [whistles]. Daylight is coming, we must go. Do the best you can, do your best, all of you." The army was so large, and there were so many Tidoks that they spread over the country like a flood; they rushed across the hill and ran down into the valley; when the people sleeping in the houses heard them coming, they sprang up and ran for their bows. "Oh, my bow-string is broken!" cried one. "Oh, my bow-string is broken!" cried another. "Give me a bow! Give me a bow!" cried a third. This was heard all over the camp; every one was crying: "My bow-string is broken! Give me a bow!"