human
Warrior Gray Squirrel, go as a scout,
gpt
Ho, war chief, he is coming back to you, they said. Big Turtle went there.
human
Ho, warrior. Act very honestly. Tell me just how it is,
gpt
Yes, O war chief, it is just so. I have been there without their finding me out at all,
human
Let us sit at the very boundary of their camp, said Big Turtle. He spoke of going.
gpt
Warriors, I will look around to see how things are, and how many persons there may be there,
human
Warriors, let us go in that direction. This far is a good place for sitting, he said. So they moved forward. Then he said,
gpt
O war chief Corn Crusher, go to the end lodge of the village before us, and sit on the outside.
human
Oh! Heretofore have I desired mush. I have found for myself an excellent corn crusher. But when she pounded on the corn with it, she hurt her hand. Then she threw it out.
gpt
Bad Corn Crusher!
human
He whom you call 'Corn Crusher' has come back, he said,
gpt
O war chief Comb, make an attempt. Sit in the door of the lodge where Corn Crusher sat.
human
Heretofore I have been without a comb. I have found a good comb for myself,
gpt
A very bad comb, but I thought it was good.
human
He whom you call 'Comb,' he said,
gpt
Good! said Turtle.
human
O war chief, when we reach home, we shall cause the women to dance.
gpt
O war chief Awl, make an attempt. Go sit in the door of the lodge where war chief Comb sat.
human
Oh! I have found a good awl for myself, she said.
gpt
Heretofore I have had no awl. It makes me thankful. She went back to the lodge with him. She spoke of sewing her moccasins with him.
human
I will sew my moccasins with it, she said. She sewed them. She pierced her fingers with him. She missed in pushing him, sending him with force. There was much blood from her fingers. She threw him away at the door.
gpt
The awl is indeed bad. I have indeed hurt myself. I have wounded myself badly.
human
He whom you have called 'Awl,' O war chief, he reported, returning to Big Turtle.
gpt
I stabbed one right at the lodge; I killed her.
human
O war chief, said the others to Big Turtle.
gpt
Awl is coming back, telling his own name. He has killed one.
human
Ho! O war chief. You make me thankful. Since it is you, I will blacken my face. The village shall be joyful. Ho! O Pestle, make an attempt. You will lie in the door of the lodge where Awl lay.
gpt
Oh! I have found a very good pestle for myself. I had no pestle heretofore,