he picks up his tomahawk and slays her. He sees a kettle boiling water
on the fire; he cuts off her head. He puts her head in the pot and hides
her body. This seems very much like a jest to him in his heart. It
pleases him very much.
Then later when the lads return, they miss their mother. Then they look
in the pot where they find her head; well they know who does this. Then
they, being brave, follow, (but) not being armed, they do not hurt him;
they (only) take away (his gloves). To them, when they return, comes the
lads' uncle, the Crow. He overtakes him; all he can do is to snatch his
cap (Lox's hat). Then he (Lox) not feeling (at all) ashamed, calls out
loudly; he says: "Thanks, my head is now cool." He cries: "My head; it
was getting hot."
Again another one of his relatives comes, the eagle; he follows him
(Lox). He is able to snatch away Lox's coat; then he (Lox) thanks him.
He says: "I was wishing for my young brother; he could carry my coat for
me." "Thanks," he answers. Then Culloo comes; now he is the most fierce,
as many as there are, of all living things. Then pursuing him, he picks
him (Lox) up; he carries him up in his talons to the top of the heavens.
So then he throws him down; Lox falls all day coming down the sky, from
the beginning (of the day) when the sun rises until sunset, and Lox
comes down to the earth. Just before he is let drop, he sings a mocking
song while he is up in the air (on high) about what he sees; these
words: "Our country seems as if lost; heigh-ho, heigh-ho; it seems as if
our country were blue" (Micmac).
When he is let fall, this mischievous bold Lox, pretending to flap his
arms as if they were wings, imitates with his mouth as if he were
mocking the strong winged Culloo. Just as he comes down to the earth; he
speaks a little; he says a magic spell: "Let not anything happen to my
backbone." The trouble (taken) by all the birds is nought. He is all
smashed; his blood and brains are all scattered in every direction;
(but) his backbone is whole. That indeed is his life.
After several days, his younger brother comes: "What is happening here?"
That bone then speaks: "my leg, come here;" his leg appears. Again it
speaks: "my arm, come here." Then when the last thing that was broken
arrived, he arises. This is just the same
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