When the body was half consumed, Látkakáwas asked Kumush to put more wood on the fire. While he was picking up the wood, she strapped the baby on to the board, put the board on her back and sprang into the fire. Kumush saw [[6]]her just in time to snatch the baby from her back. Látkakáwas and the young man’s body were burned to ashes.
The baby cried and cried. Kumush called it by every name he could think of. He called it Wanaga, Lákana, Gailalam-tcaknoles. When he called it Isilámlĕs, it didn’t cry quite as hard; when he said Isis Uknóles, it cried only a little; when he said Isis, the child stopped crying. The name pleased it.
Kumush put the child on the ground and looked in the ashes for the disk. He found it and was glad, but he didn’t know where to put it. He put it on his knee, under his arm, on his breast, on his forehead, and on his shoulders, but it wouldn’t stay anywhere. At last he put it on the small of his back. The minute he put it there it grew to his body, and right away he was beautiful and young and bright, the brightest person in the world. The disk had become a part of him, and he was the father of Isis, for the disk was the father of Isis.
Then Kumush left Nihlaksi and traveled toward the north. On the road he kept thinking where he was to hide the baby. At last he hid it in his knee, where it appeared as a boil. That night he stayed with two old women who lived in a house at the edge of a village. All night he groaned and complained of the boil on his knee. In the morning he asked one of the old women to press the boil.
As soon as she began to press it, she saw bright hair. “What is this?” asked she.
“I told you that wasn’t a boil,” said the other old woman.
They both pressed, and soon the baby came out. The women washed the child, wrapped it up in a skin blanket and fed it.
Right away people found out that old man Kumush had a baby and everybody wanted to know where he got it.
Kumush said: “The earth is kind to me. The earth gave this baby to me.”
Kumush took Isis and went to live on the southeast side of [[7]]Tula Lake,[1] and there he fished and worked and reared Isis.