“How far shall we jump?” asked Coltz.
“Not far,” said Wus.
Coltz said “Chi! Chi! Chi!” and ran. He jumped and fell on top of the elk. Wus tried; he hit the elk and fell back. (He was fooling Coltz.)
Wus said: “We’ll try again; I’m sure you will beat.”
“It is mine, anyhow,” said Coltz.
Wus ran first, hit the elk, and fell back. Coltz landed on top of the elk.
“You’ll beat,” said Wus.
“What will you bet?” asked Coltz.
“I’ll bet my knife; then the elk and knife will be yours, and you will have something to skin the elk with.”
Coltz was glad. He wanted the knife. “This is the last time,” said Wus. “If neither of us get over, we will divide.”