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LAvugHING Boy 197 ‘Nothing.’ ‘I thought you said something about Hunting Goddess.’ ‘No, I said ““hashké yei ites,” the gods are crave.’ ‘Unh! That is well said.’ Slim Girl reflected. Hashché Lto'i was one of he few real goddesses, but she had nothing at all | >do with the Coming Up story. He had covered § -sslip neatly, that man of hers. He was no child = “hey two would go far, far, under her direction. | The story-telling ended, and the flakes had | =ased falling through the smoke-hole. To- E —orrow would be clear. The banked fire became |: dull redness, scarcely glowing. 111 They covered the fifteen miles home at a racing i c=Ce, on a morning of clear, brilliant air and dry, i ssh snow. They both felt glorious, released from | == cramped hogahn, glad to be approaching their ol. Though she had no great endurance, Slim | =-l rode well, and now, with their ponies pranc- } ns in the cold, played tricks and frolicked on | xrseback as Indian men and women rarely do | =cether. They both vipped and waved their | =—:: she snatched his hat, and threw it for him | = cick from the ground on the run; he swung low