Wus looked at her leg, and asked: “How can you go?”
That made her laugh. She said: “I have traveled all my life on one leg. You must go ahead; I always travel alone. As soon as you are on the mountain and ready to pick up the meat, I will be there.”
Wus ran all the way. When Nátcaktcókaskĭt thought he was there, she took her cane, and with one hop came down at his side. Wus was scared, but right away he thought: “How shall we carry all this meat?”
Nátcaktcókaskĭt knew his thoughts; she said: “You must make a big bundle of the meat; then go home as fast as you can. I will take care of the bundle.”
She put the bundle on her back and with one hop was at home.
The next morning Wus killed a deer and made himself a cap out of the skin of its head. He looked far off around the country, but he couldn’t see any one. The world seemed empty, and he felt lonesome. He went home, and lay down by the fire.
His wife said: “I told you not to think of anything, not to be lonesome. You have been feeling sorry for the world because so many are dead. You are lonesome.”
The next day Wus killed five deer and brought them all home on his back. Nátcaktcókaskĭt had made them light. He thought: “Where shall I put them; there is no room in the house.”
The woman said: “Put them down; there will be plenty of room.” And there was.
That day Nátcaktcókaskĭt had two children, a boy and a girl. She washed them, then took ashes from the fire, and rubbed them. While she rubbed the children they grew fast. In a few days they were running around. [[142]]