A terrible misfortune befell the people of a very large tribe. Of
all the hunters that left the village, not one came back alive,
nor was it known what had happened to them. In that tribe lived a
beautiful young girl, who loved and was beloved by a brave
hunter. She had joyfully consented to be his wife, but her
parents objected.
The disappointed hunter had decided to drown his grief by going
with the warriors to hunt. Older men cautioned against his
hunting, but the young lover departed with the warriors. A month
passed, but he did not return and was given up for lost by his
tribe. Not so the young girl, who could not believe him dead. She
felt she must go and search for him.
Secretly she made preparations, and one night she stole away
quietly, taking her father's one-hatch kayak and a waterproof elk
skin shirt. After some distance from her village, she ceased
paddling, closed her eyes, and began singing. After a verse, she
opened her eyes. Noticing the kayak drifting with the current,
she closed her eyes again and sang some more. At the end of the
second verse, she looked again and found the kayak drifting
faster than before. Then she closed her eyes and sang for a long
time.
When she looked again, the kayak was going so fast that she
became alarmed but could not change her course. Her speed
increased by the moment, then she heard the mighty roar of
waterfalls. Since life without her lover was not worth living,
she closed her eyes to await her fate.
Very swiftly the boat rushed forward. The roaring waters became
powerful. Her heart nearly stopped beating from fright when she
felt herself going down, down, down, then come suddenly to a
standstill.
She was not hurt, but could neither get out of the kayak nor move
it. The boat was stuck fast. Dawn approached as she lay there,
wondering what would become of her and what had happened to her
lover. At sunrise, she saw a kayak coming toward her with one man
paddling.
The man exclaimed aloud, "Ha! Ha! I have another victim," as he
placed a bow and arrow beside him with a two-edged knife attached
to the tip. But as he drew nearer, he put away his weapons,
thinking, "That is a woman." Then he called out, "If you are a
woman, speak up, and I will not kill you, for I never kill
women." She assured him that she was a woman, and he came and
helped her out of her boat and seated her in his kayak. He
paddled off with her.
They reached his own barrabara where he lived alone. She noticed
many human heads scattered about. One she recognized as her
lover's. She said nothing, but to herself she pledged vengeance.
The man asked her to be his wife, and ordered her to cook deer
and seal meat for them to eat. At bedtime, he pointed to a corner
for her to sleep, while he slept in an opposite corner. She
obeyed without questioning him.
Next morning, he led her to a smaller barrabara and showed her a
number of headless bodies. He said, "These I do not eat; but I
have three sisters living some distance from here, who eat human
flesh only. It is for them I have killed these people. Each day I
take one body to a different sister." He then picked up a corpse
and his bow and arrow and walked away.
The young girl followed him to the place where the road forked.
One path led to the right, one led to the left, and one led
straight ahead. She noticed which one he took, then returned to
his barrabara, where she busied herself, removing two posts from
one of the walls. She dug out an underground passage for escape.
All of the extra dirt she carried to the sea, then cunningly
concealed the passage. Toward evening, she cooked a good supper
for him when he returned, eating in silence, then they retired,
each to their own corner.
After breakfast next morning, he carried away another corpse. She
took the bow and arrow, which he left behind, following him
secretly. He took the left fork while she took the middle one.
She hurried on, then cut across to the left fork and managed to
reach the home of his sister before he arrived, killing her with
the bow and arrow.
From there she ran to the homes of the other two sisters, killing
them, before running back to the barrabara. He found all three
sisters dead and was suspicious.
She was sitting on the barrabara when he returned. "You killed my
sisters, now I will kill you," he cried out angrily, rushing for
his bow and arrow. They were not in their usual place and he
discovered them in her hands. He begged her to give them to him,
promising to do her no harm. At first she refused, but he pleaded
and promised until she trusted him and gave them to him.
As soon as they were his again, he shouted, "Now you shall die,"
and shot at her. She suddenly dropped through the smoke hole, out
of sight, before the arrow could reach her. While he looked for
the arrow, she crawled out through the underground passage and
perched herself anew on top of the barrabara.
Her disappearance and sudden reappearance was a mystery to him.
he shot at her again and again, but she disappeared each time
mysteriously. At least, since he could not kill her, he said,
"Take this bow and arrow and kill me."
"I do not want to kill you," she told him. "But I'm afraid you
will kill me someday."
He swore never to hurt her, and she came down from the roof.
Together they ate their supper and retired in the usual manner.
But as he was about to fall asleep, she moved closer to him and
began talking to him, keeping him awake the entire night.
For five days and five nights she tormented him in this way,
giving him no time to sleep. On the sixth day, in spite of all
she could do, he fell into a deep, deep sleep. Although she
pinched him and pulled at him, she could not arouse him. She
brought a block of wood from outside and placed it under his
neck. Then, with a knife she had stolen from one of his sisters,
she beheaded him.
In his kayak, she put his bow, arrow, and knife, then seated
herself and paddled homeward by way of the falls. But there were
no falls, as they had existed only through the evil of that man.
When he died, the river flowed smoothly and steadily in its own
original channel. She found her kayak, which had drifted onto the
beach, and she tied it to his and paddled to her home.
Her people learned of her adventures and the evil man. The older
men decreed his weapons be burned on the trash pile. Then the
people rejoiced in the young girl's safe return and the safety of
their tribe.
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