Suddenly he came out upon an open plain. Approaching him was a handsome youth dressed in garments of green and yellow. In his hair he wore a red plume.
Truly this stranger must come from skyland, he thought. What answer does he bring?
"I am Mondamin," said the strange man. "Your prayers are heard, for you pray, not for yourself, but for your people. I have come to show you how by labor and struggle you can gain what you have prayed for. You must wrestle with me."
Long they strove together. The man of the red feather was strong and active, but at last he was thrown to the earth.
"I have thrown you! I have thrown you!" shouted Manabush.
"You have gained a great gift for your people," said Mondamin, "for I am the spirit of the corn."
Even as he spoke, a wonderful change took place. Gone was the man who had wrestled with such strength. His garments had turned into green and yellow corn husks, and his body to a ripe red ear of corn. But the red plume was still waving.