On the south side of Lake Klamath lived five brothers. The eldest was married to Skóla. Four of the brothers were without wives. Tekewas, their sister, was married to Kûlta, and lived not far away. The brothers were bad men. The name of the youngest brother was Tûtats. When he was a child his sister was fond of him; then her mother made her forget him, but after a long time she remembered him again, and thought: “I wonder where Tûtats is. I used to nurse him; he was nice when he was a baby. I will go and find him.” Tekewas got to her brothers’ house at midday. When she had been there a while they asked: “Why don’t you go home?” “I am not going,” said the sister. “I have come to stay all night.” They tried to drive her away, but she wouldn’t go. The next day, when Tekewas’ brothers told her to go home, she went to her mother, who was outside pounding seeds, and asked: “What have you done with Tûtats? Is he dead?” “What do you care if he is?” said her mother. “You had better go home. The next time you come I will tell you about Tûtats.” Tekewas went home then, for she was glad. As soon as she was out of sight the old woman took Tûtats from under the ground, where she kept him in a big bark basket, and his brothers carried him to the river and let him swim. The eldest brother said to his mother: “I am the only person who knows what my sister thinks. She thinks bad; she will come again. You must make Tûtats dry and put him back.” While swimming, Tûtats lost a hair out of his head. It was a beautiful, bright hair. The mother didn’t notice it; she wiped him quickly, rubbed him with deer fat, put him in the basket, and carried him back under the ground. The next morning, when Skóla was starting off to dig roots, she saw something red on the ridge of the mountains. Her husband said: “That is Tekewas lying there; she means to kill us.” The brothers were so frightened that they wouldn’t go out of the house, but sat inside; they wouldn’t even look out. But Skóla watched. When Tekewas came to the house, the eldest brother asked: “Why do you come so often? You were here yesterday.” Tekewas stayed all day; while she was swimming in the river she found the long bright hair. She took it to her mother and asked: “Who is so beautiful as to have this kind of hair?” “No matter,” said her mother. “Why do you come to trouble your brothers? You are Kûlta’s wife; you should stay with him.” The next day Tekewas brought five pairs of nice moccasins, and told her mother to give them to her brothers, and tell one of them he must go home with her and get some of Kûlta’s beads. The eldest brother said: “I will go.” “I don’t want you to go,” said Tekewas. “Your second brother is ready to go,” said her mother. “I don’t want him; he has enough of my beads.” One after another, the brothers got ready, but Tekewas refused each one. “No,” said she, “you have had enough of Kûlta’s beads. I want Tûtats to go with me.” “Who is he?” asked her mother.