He went, found the tree, and brought it.
“Now, my grandmothers, what shall I do next?”
“Go north and bring a black oak with the roots. Go then to the west, put your hand out, and there you will touch an oak different from others.”
He went north and west, and brought the two trees.
“Now,” said Olelbis, “I want a tree from the east.”
“Go straight east to a live-oak place, you can see it from here, get one of those live-oaks.” He brought it with the roots and said,—
“Now I want two trees more.”
“Go to the southeast,” said they, “where white oaks grow, and get two of them.”
He went and got two great white oak trees, pulled them up with the roots, brought them with all the branches, which were covered with acorns.
Olelbis put the great white oak from the south in the middle as the central pillar; then he put the northern black oak on the north side; he put it sloping, so that its branches were on the south side of the house; over against this he put a southeastern white oak sloping in like manner, so that its head came out on the north side. The western oak he planted on the west side, sloping so that its branches hung on the east side; then he put up the two white oaks from the southeast on the east side: six trees in all. The top of each tree was outside opposite its roots; acorns from it fell on the opposite side. Olelbis wished to fasten the trees firmly together so they should never loosen.