No sooner did they come into the village of our fathers than they began
turning over the things from which the people had fled, and casting
them down where the Sálamopia stamped them into the earth or otherwise
destroyed them that their likes might go the way of the dead for the
dead and the Kâ´kâ. And when the people saw this, they brought forth
vessels and baskets and other things without stint, all of which, as
though all were chimneys, the Twain Ánahoho took up, and peering into
them lifted their faces and cried their dreary mournful cry, casting
these things straightway to the ground. Thus to this day they follow
their brother, seeking ever, finding never, sending after their brother
the souls of men's possessions that all may be well in the after time,
in the after time of each age of man.