Two old men went hunting. One had an eye drawn down and was called
Uk-kwûnagi'ta, "Eye-drawn-down." The other had an arm twisted out
of shape and was called Uk-ku'sûñtsûti, "Bent-bow-shape." They
killed a deer and cooked the meat in a pot. The second old man
dipped a piece of bread into the soup and smacked his lips as
he ate it. "Is it good?" said the first old man. Said the other,
"Hayû'! uk-kwûnagi'sti--Yes, sir! It will draw down one's eye."
Thought the first old man to himself, "He means me." So he
dipped a piece of bread into the pot, and smacked his lips as he
tasted it. "Do you find it good?" said the other old man. Said his
comrade, "Hayû'! uk-ku'sûñtsûteti'--Yes, sir! It will twist up one's
arm." Thought the second old man, "He means me"; so he got very angry
and struck the first old man, and then they fought until each killed
the other.