“No,” said Wus, “I haven’t been hunting. I have been down by the creek where there was a crowd of girls.” “Those are bad girls,” said the woman. “They act proud, as if they thought every man must fall in love with them; they never feed anybody. How did they treat you?” “They got up and flew off,” said Wus. “Hereafter, they will travel in that way, but they will be people no longer.” All the old Wálwilégas women were crying, for their daughters were no longer people. The girls had lost their minds. They had become common butterflies. After Wus had eaten enough, he said: “I am going now.” The woman was afraid he would turn them all to animals; she told her husband to hurry to the river where their son was fishing and tell him to get out of the way. Wus knew their thoughts; he could hear them as if they talked aloud, and he said: “I won’t hurt you or your son.” When the young man saw Wus coming he hid and Wus went by, didn’t see him. When Wus got home, his mother asked: “Did you see those nice-looking girls? Did they give you roots to eat?” “No, they treated me meanly. They are nothing now. They have no minds.” Wus and his mother moved away from the foot of the mountain, but Djáudjau wouldn’t go. He said: “I am named for the mountains and I will never leave them.” Old Djáudjau is hunting on those mountains yet. People who travel on high mountains often hear him calling his own name. Wus and his mother went to Klamath Lake, and people say that they live there now. LOK SNEWÉDJAS CHARACTERS Blaiwas Eagle Kai Rabbit Kaiutois Wolf (Gray) Kékina Lizard Kískina Beetle Lok Bear Snewédjas Married woman Tskel Mink Tusasás Skunk Lok Snewédjas was a woman in the daytime and a bear at night. She lived under the ground on the top of a high mountain; nobody could see her either when she was a bear, or a woman. A big chief lived in the lava bed country between that mountain and Lake Klamath. One day his son came home without game. The chief was mad and he scolded. The young man felt badly. His mind told him to go to the mountain and forget his troubles. As soon as he started, a great snow-storm came and the wind blew so terribly, that he could hardly walk. When he got to the foot of the mountain, he sat down under a cedar tree and waited. Once in a while the clouds went away and it stopped snowing; he could see everywhere. Then it snowed again. Once, when it was bright, the young man looked up and saw, on the mountain, something hanging on a pole. Lok Snewédjas made him see it. She had seen him when he was hunting and had heard him talk to himself and say he had no friends and no place to go. That made her feel sorry for him. She liked him; she wanted him to come to her.