The maidens turned round and ran after them; all but the youngest
sister, who did not want any one to be killed; and High-feather came
out of the hole and turned himself into what he was, and caught her by
the arm.
"Come home and marry me," he said, "and dance with the Indian maidens;
and I will hunt for you, and my mother will cook for you, and you will
be much happier than up in the sky."
Her sisters came rushing round her, and begged her to go back home to
the sky with them; but she looked into the young man's eyes, and said
she would go with him wherever he went. So the other maidens went
weeping and wailing up into the sky, and High-feather took his
Star-wife home to his tent on the bank of the Battle River.
High-feather's mother was glad to see them both; but she whispered in
his ear: "You must never let her out of your sight if you want to keep
her; you must take her with you everywhere you go."
And he did so. He took her with him every time he went hunting, and
he made her a bow and arrows, but she would never use them; she would
pick wild strawberries and gooseberries and raspberries as they went
along, but she would never kill anything; and she would never eat
anything that any one else had killed.
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