Long ago Fisher-Man lived with his elder brothers in a sweat-
house, they say. Now he said to the Cottontail people, "Ye must
remain at home, ye must stay here! I shall go away. Ye must stay
close, must not go about. Thither, in that direction, I shall go
in the morning." Then he went. Now, all those people, those
boys, staid there. He had explained to them when he would
return. "So many times dawning, at the sixth dawning I (shall)
have returned," said he, "if other people do not choke me on the
road. Do ye stay there close (at home)." So they staid. In the
morning one of them crawled out when it was dawning. After he
had sat a while, standing up, (he went and) sat on the edge of
the smoke-hole. Now opposite, they say, that Wood-Rat lived in a
sweat-house with his grandmother. From thence Wood-Rat crawled
out. "How are you?" said he, said Wood-Rat. "Ugly Wood-Rat-Man,
defecating on his grandmother's blanket, stinking, defecating
all over the house, urinating all about, dirty-acting Wood-Rat!"
said (Cottontail