Once a rich Crotch strolled into a forest to gather fir-cones for his pastitne. He soon had a whole bag-ful of them, and. sat down to eat nuts under a tree, but as he was not very hungry, he threw away more than he ate, Suddenly appeared Katchkamgu like a colossal man, and saying Why are you stealing the fir-cones took the poor Crotch by the shoulders and carried him away into the mountains. After time Katchkamgu arrived ata deep rock, which had a cleft in he cleft widened, and Katchkamgu, with the Crotch on his back,.en: oved, Inside he found himself in @ large Ladsomely furnished yourt there, said the narrator to Margaritoff, were many makas (women) and many children, The Crotch was frightened and did not know what he ought to do. Luckily he remembered that Katchkamgu, by order of Anduri, was forbidden to touch the blood of human beings; he took out his knife and cuthimeelfin the breast, and smeared himself all over with his own blood. Katcbkamgu seeing what a sharp customer he had to deal with, wanted to get the better of him 20 he rolled him in birch bark ao as not. to firn off to a stream to wash him. He lett the blood on his own hands, and carried
him in the water a long time, then picked off his clothes, put on clean ones which he took off himself, took him back to the rock and gave him some meat. The Crotch knew that he ate it, Anduri would cease and he would never see his 0 he refused to eat it in invitations and tly prayed to Anduri.
Seven days passed, without the Crotch daring to eat or drink anything.
t Katchkamgu got irritated at his acy, fearing he would die of hunger; and carried him to the place from which he had taken him. Crotch threw ay all-the nuts with the bag, went hone, and related the adventure, adding; "*Anduri preserve me from seeing Katchkamgu again Temu, god of the sea, has also been seen by human eyes. Once ona time there was an old Crotch who lived his old wife anda young son 20 years of age. The; were well off, had many sables, and sill robes. One day they went out in their canoes to get seals; the old map paddled a little ahead, his son behind. Soon they saw some seals; the old man went in chase of one, bisson of another. After a fruitless chase th ther stopped, looked reune and could not see his son.' He thought had capsized, but neither cavae nor mai was in sight; he went ashore, and also found no traces of the youth. Days passed, and he did not return. Two years passed the old couple were worn and thin with care and hope deferred, and still continued their search. The third year one day they were in the very bay where he was lost they sat weeping on the rocks and praying Anduri to help them. Suddeuly Temu appeared sitting on some rocks in the sea not one's throw from where they were; he appeared as a gigantic man with along white and Why are you weeping so bitterly?"
The old man having overcome his natural first terror, told the story of, their loss, Then Temu told him that his son was alive and with him—with Temu—and if the old man wanted to see him, let him within the following night build a new yourt on the shore, and his son would come to him in the yourt. Having declared these conditions, Temu threw himeelf into the sea and disappeared. The old man sent his old wife of home and set to work at the yourt,. The work was arduous, but hope gave him strength, and it was built before the dawn. "The old man then lay down in it exhausted and tried to sleep, butauddenly
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