The girls said: “We haven’t much longer to live, anyway. We don’t care to stay in this world. Even Wámanik won’t live always. He won’t care so much for his bright skin when he comes to die. He may change his skin and look young, but he will have to die.” Then they said to their father: “We are going away. We will live in the woods and have good things to eat. Wámanik will no longer be a person; he will not have good things to eat. People will abuse him, and he will live under rocks and in little stony hills.” The girls changed to flying squirrels and went toward the east. As they flew, snakes dropped from their mouths and hearts,—the snakes that Wámanik had put there. As the snakes fell out, they ran off in every direction, and that is why there are so many snakes now. When the little girl saw her sisters turn into common djáudjaus and heard their call, she felt sorry for them. She cried, and said: “Let us go with my sisters.” The whole family turned to djáudjaus and flew away to the woods. WŎN AND DÛNWA CHARACTERS Dûnwa Stone Woman Tcoóks Crane Wŏn Elk An old woman and her granddaughter lived together. When the girl was grown, the grandmother urged her to get a husband, but she didn’t want one. The old woman teased till the girl got mad, struck her with a club, killed her, and said: “Now the crows can eat you!” The girl took a basket on her back and started off. The body of the old woman called out: “You won’t get there!” The girl saw a crow carrying off a piece of her grandmother. She felt sorry; she thought: “She used to be my grandmother; now black crows are eating her.” When the girl got near the place she wanted to go to, the ground grew soft and she sank in it; the old woman made it so. Wŏn, the husband of Dûnwa, was on the top of a high mountain. He saw the girl, and said: “She was coming fast; now she is standing still. I will go and see what the trouble is.” He found that the ground had dried up and fastened the girl’s legs down. He thought, “What shall I do to help her?” That minute there was a noise like a heavy clap of thunder. Wŏn said to the girl: “That is my wife. She is mad, but I am going to get you out of the ground.” He ran to a pile of bones that he had on the mountain, took a leg bone out of the pile, went back and rubbed the girl’s legs with the bone; right away the dirt loosened, and she pulled her legs out. Wŏn said: “Now you are my wife. I will have two wives. Dûnwa won’t care. You must be careful what you think. If you talk right out Dûnwa won’t know what you say, but what you think she will know. She is a great eater; she eats three deer at a time. I am afraid of her. In the daytime she is like a rock with big eyes, but at night she is a nice-looking woman.” Dûnwa knew that her husband and the girl were coming; she kept striking rocks and making a terrible noise. When they went into the house, the man thought: “This girl is my wife.”