There was a woman who lived in the mountains, who was very beautiful, and had many suitors, but she never married anyone.
And one day she was making mats of cane; and she fell asleep and a rain came and a drop fell on her navel.
And she had twin babies, and all the men claimed them, but when the babies were old enuf to crawl she told all the claimants to get in a circle, and she would put the babies in the middle, and if they crawled up to any man he would be the father.
But the babies climbed upon nobody, and she never married.
And when these twin boys were old enuf their mother showed them a cloud in the east, and said: “That is your father, and his name is Cloud, and the Wind is your uncle, your father’s older brother.”
But the children paid little attention, but when they got older they asked their mother if they could go and see their father. And their mother let them go.
And they went, and came to a house, and the man who lived there asked them where they were going, and they said they were looking for their father, whose name was Cloud.
And the man pointed to the next house, and said: “That man, there, is your father.”
And they went to that man, but he said: “It is not so. He is your father. He is Cloud,” and sent them back again.
But the first man sent them back once more to the second, who was really Cloud.