That minute Wus jumped up, and said: “Oh, I’m sleepy!” He went out of the house and traveled on toward the north. CEDAR BIRD’S DAUGHTERS MARRY BULL SNAKE CHARACTERS Kéis Rattlesnake Kékina Lizard Kéwe Eel Kûlta Otter Moi Squirrel Ndúkis Duck-hawk Tcoóks Crane Tusasás Joker (Skunk) Wámanik Bull Snake Wískäk Cedar-bird Witkátkis A Hawk Ygiak A Bird “that never sleeps.” (English name unknown.) Ndúkis’ house was on the bank of Klamath Lake and near it was the house of old man Tcoóks. On the south side of the lake lived Wískäk and her two daughters. The daughters liked the Shasta people; they went often to see them and carry them presents. Once, on the way home, the girls stopped to dig roots west of where Ndúkis and Tcoóks lived. Ndúkis saw them. He thought: “Those are nice-looking girls. They dig roots fast. I like those girls.” Now Witkátkis came to visit Ndúkis and his son; they were kin. Ndúkis’ wife said: “I’m glad you have come, there are nice-looking girls living right south of here. They are good workers; they dig roots summer and winter, you should get one of those girls for a wife.” “I am afraid they wouldn’t like me,” said Witkátkis. “Where do they live?” asked Ndúkis’ son. “You have traveled all around,” said his mother. “You ought to know where they live. When you are on the mountain, look toward the south, and you will see a big house; they live in that house.” The next time the sisters came from Shasta, they camped on the way, and in the night one said to the other: “I can’t sleep; I feel that somebody is looking at me.” “I feel that way, too,” said her sister. They got up and started for home. Ndúkis’ mother said: “If you want to see those girls, you must go to the mountain and watch for them. After a while you will see them digging roots. Don’t go to their house. Wait a little while and watch them, then go down the mountain till you come to a small house. An old man lives in that house. He is kin of old man Tcoóks. Go in and talk to him.” Ndúkis went to the mountain and soon he heard the girls singing. They always sang when they worked. He watched them and saw how quickly they dug roots; then he went to Tcoóks’ house. Tcoóks had been fishing. He was cooking fish when Ndúkis got there. “What did you come for?” asked the old man. “You never thought of me before—young men should travel around and see people; that is the way to be strong. Do you want some fish?” Tcoóks’ wife said: “Ndúkis never eats our kind of food; he eats ducks.” “Cook him a duck,” said Tcoóks, but he thought in his head: “Why doesn’t he eat fish?” The old woman cooked a duck and gave it to the young man. He ate all around the neck, but didn’t eat the rest of the duck.