The ten sons of a chief went hunting, and all took their wives with
them except the youngest brother, who was unmarried. They all camped
together at night, and in the morning the eldest prince went out in
search of game.
The first thing he saw was a fat porcupine coming toward him, which he
easily caught. He wrung its neck, and hung it on the branch of a
tree, and went on.
Near the top of a hill, he met a handsome white she-bear and shot her
dead. He kept on to the very top, and looking down, perceived a
strange town at the foot, which made him very curious. He walked up
boldly to the first hut, in which a pretty young woman sat alone. She
beckoned to him through the window, but he had scarcely entered when
some one called out from the next dwelling:
"You have a visitor. Send him here: the chief wishes to see him."
At the chief's door, several young men met the stranger with much
kindness and greatly admired his weapons, which they begged to be
allowed to examine. As soon as he went in, the chief greeted him with
all hospitality. He ordered that the softest robes be brought for his
seat and caused him to be served with the choicest food. While he ate,
his weapons were returned to him and laid at his side. When night
came, the chief said, "Bring the best blanket for our guest; he will
remain with us to-night"; and it was done.