For some time they wrestled together in silence, and neither was able to gain the mastery over the other. Finally, however, the brother felt that he was being overcome, and he cried out:
"Sister, help, help!"
The girl did not know what to do, but she seized her axe and was about to strike one of the young men when he cried out:
"Take care, sister!"
Then she raised her axe against the other, but he too exclaimed: "Take care, sister!"
She became more and more bewildered, for the two looked so much alike that it was impossible to tell which one was really her brother.
At last, however, she made up her mind to strike at the stranger, but like a flash of light he eluded her and spoke:
"My friend, do not try to resist me any longer! I came not to harm you or this maiden, but to make her my wife! Know that I am the Sun, and she shall be the Moon and rule over the night if she will come with me!"
"Upon this the maiden yielded and went with him," said Grandfather; "but you see that she will not shine every night, for she was only a mortal maiden and is soon wearied. You know we call the Sun our Grandfather and the Moon Grandmother, and we also believe that the Stars are their children. Some time I shall tell you how a Star, too, loved an earthly maid."