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302 SMITHSONIAN CONTRIBUTIONS TO ANTHROPOLOGY NUMBER 23 find it? The woman has no head. She's a shorn-off ugly butt of a woman, so who knows where her head is sitting." "But spy on her, son!" said his mother. The man spied on her [to see if] she went out to eat charcoal, if she was thudding around outside, or if she had gone to another house to scare people. When she came back . . . she had a child. When she had a child she didn't go out often. When she didn't have a child, it seems, when her baby was big now and didn't nurse anymore, [when] it ate a lot, it seems, then the husband was left hugging his child. He didn't hear his wife leave when the awful woman went, went out to eat charcoal. But you see then that man protected himself by magic. He put salt on her, since his mother had told him what to do, because the man was dying of fright. He was just sick and tired of it at dusk and at dawn, at dusk and at dawn. The woman was hardly good company, not even when he sat down to chat with her. She would just keep no—dding off. All she did was nod [her head]. You never saw good talk and laughter, she only no—dded [off]. Or if they went to bed she would leave [and go] from yard to yard, outside, next to her neighbors' houses, it seems. She entered the houses bumping around, bouncing up and in at the eaves, because it is open under the eaves of our houses, it seems. If there was a big space under the eaves her head would go in, arriving with a sudden thud at the fireside. Then the house owner would hear her. How could [the house owner] not hear her! Now she heard her gna—wing away, as she crunched the charcoal. "Oh, could it be a Charcoal Cruncher? Listen! It seems to be eating charcoal at the fireside. Husband, wake up!" her neighbor said to her husband. "Eh, I don't know if that's what it is." "Eh, it certainly sounds like it! Listen to the charcoal being crunched." So, after they struck their matches, they looked. The ugly head was lying there. But you see, the ugly woman's head was bru— shing about at the fireside. "What are you doing there you disgusting thing? Who are you?" asked the man. He got up. He looked. Ooh, with a sudden thud it left. It bounced out under the eaves. When it was outside it regained its strength and left. They just went searching for it, but they never found it. "But come on, let's spy on it for a night or so. Who could it be? Who could that be?" they asked. "Could there still be Charcoal Crunchers, since the Charcoal Cruncher was buried?" they said, the men said. But you see, then she had her comedown at her neighbor's house, like this. yech ti sjole jna7tik bu xp'ejet." Va7i 7un, "7A li pero pa7-muk'tao, krem," xi la ti sme7e. Spa7-muk'ta la ti vinik 7une, ja7 la ta chlok' ta k'ux-7ak'al 7une, mi 7oy la ta pana sputz'lajet, 7o la te yan na bu chba tzibtasan krixchano. Va7i 7un, ja7 to la ti k'al tzut tal 7une, 7a li 7oy la yol, 7a la ti k'al 7oy yole, ja7 la jutuk chlok', 7a ti k'al ch'abal yol ya7el 7une, k'alal muk' xa ti 7unene, mu xa xchu7un, lek xa xve7 ya7el 7une, ja7 la smeyoj xch'amal chkom ti vinik 7une, mu la xa7i chlok' ti yajnil 7un, 7a la ti k'al chbat ti mu 7antz 7une, chlok' la 7un, chba la k'ux 7ak'al 7un. Bu la xavil, ti k'alal 7ismetz'ta la taj vinik 7une, ssa7 la yatz'am, 7isnibbe la 7atz'am ti sne 7a li snuk' taj 7antz 7une, 7iyak'be ti 7atz'am 7une, ja7 ti yalbe xa 7ox ti sme7 ti k'usi tznop 7une, yu7un xi7el xa chcham 7o ti vinik ti batz'i chtavan xa7i xmal sakub xmal sakub, mu no 7ox k'u slekil ti 7antz ta chi7nele, mi ja7uk la ti k'alal mi xchoti xlo7ilaj xchi7uke, labal nikoba—1 la tzpasulan 7une, naka nikobal la tzpas, mu la bu xavil ti lek tze7ej Io7ile, k'ajom la ti nikoba—1 tzpas yan la ti mi ba vayuk 7une, ja7 la ta xlok' ta yut yut moktik, ja7 la ti buy bu spana xxokon na, slak'-na ya7el 7une, ch7och la ta na 7un, xpujlajet xa la 7un, chp'it la ochel ta taj nuk' na, ja7 ti jamal ti snuk' jnatikotik ya7el 7une, muk'tik ti nuk' na x7och 7o li sjol 7une, xpiijlij xa la chk'ot ta ti7 k'ok' 7un, 7iya7i to taj yajval na 7une, mu ma ya7i 7un bi, ja7 xa la cha7i xjep'ep'e—t xa chk'ux ti 7ak'al 7une. "7An, mi 7oyuk jk'ux-7ak'al, 7a7y ava7i taj tzk'ux 7ak'al ya7el ta ti7 k'ok'e, vinik, julavan!" xut la sba xchi7uk ti smalal ti slak'-na. "7Ey, mu jna7 mi ja7." "7Ey, yu7un ja7 ya7el a7a, 7a7y ava7i chk'ux i 7ak'ale." K'usi 7un, laj la xjoch'beik serio 7un, 7isk'elik la 7un, te la banal li mu jolol 7une. K'u la xavil 7un, smese—t la sjol ti mu 7antz ta ti7 k'ok' 7une. Va7i 7un, "K'usi chapas Ie7e, porkeriya, buch'uot me?" xi la ti vinik 7une. Lik la 7un, sk'el la 7un, 7iij, xpujlij la lok' p'it la lok'el taj ta nuk' na 7une, k'alal to la pana ya7i sba 7un, bat la 7un, naka xa la ba ssa7ik 7un, mu xa la bu staik. "Pero Ia7 jpa7-muk'tatik junuk 7ak'ubal buch'u van, buch'u van Ie7e?" xiik la. "Mi 7oy to jk'ux-7ak'al ti mukem xa ti jk'ux-7ak'al?" xiike. Xi la ti, 7a ti viniketike. Bu yu7un, te yal la ta k'ok' ta sna la slak'-na 7un, taj x7elan 7un.
Don't you see, [her] husband had gone to bed. She was caught by surprise when he did his best to spy on her. He rubbed salt on her neck. He put salt on it. She was bumping around now, she was bouncing up now. That man thought he would lie down and watch her. But you see, there was nothing the man could do because he had been asleep. When he got up from his sleeping place [her head] bou—need up and landed perching on his neck. The man had two heads. Whenever he went it fo—llowed behind. "Why do you have that thing, son, are you so pleased to have two heads? Are you two-sexed with your long hair?" the poor man was asked wherever he went. He had a man's head and a woman's head. The poor man had two heads. The woman had long hair, but her hair was horribly snarled, as it had been a long time since she had left her body. Maybe it was a week or ten days. Maybe that's how many days it was that the awful woman's head was stuck there, it seems, on the man's shoulder, it seems. He left. The man was sick and tired of it. "I think I'll go for a walk. I think I'll see if there's a place I can lure her to and leave her, if there is some kind of berry for her to eat in the woods, if I can find berries for her to eat, mother. I'm sick and tired of it. My shoulder's worn out. She won't pay any attention. Get off my shoulder's tired! I try to tell her." "I won't stay behind, it seems, husband. I won't stay behind. I'll be terribly unhappy if you leave me here," said the awful woman. She left. She went with him on his walk. But you see, "<strong>Lo</strong>ok how good they are! Won't you eat those fruits?" she was asked. "I think I'll climb up and pick some for sure. Eat some! They're wonderful. See how yellow the [pine rust] is!" he said. He climbed up. She ate them as fast as she could. The poor man hadn't walked very far. Quickly she bounced up into a pine tree, too. She landed, perching on his shoulder. He came back with her again. Then that poor man was taught by his mother and father what to do. "What's the use, but you can't survive such suffering. Who knows what we can do about her. The best thing is to trick her now, I think. I think you should leave," said the man['s father], "It's best if I take my gun along, then. I think I'll see if I can get a deer. If I can find a deer or something I'll shoot, but then I'll win that way," said the man. The man left. There was an awful tea bush. "Won't you eat some? Won't you feast on some? See how thick that one is with fruit. See how heavy with fruit the tea bush is, [see] the fruit on the tea bush!" She became absorbed with the fruit of the tea bush. She was eating it. TONIK NIBAK 303 Mu xavil, 7a ti ti vinik 7une, vayem 7un, ch'ayem la yo7on ti k'alal 7i7ech' yo7on 7ispa7-muk'ta 7une, 7isnibbe la yatz'mel ta snuk' 7une, 7iyak'be 7atz'am 7une, te xa la xpujlajet, te xa la 7a li chp'it muyel, ya7uk xa la spuch'an sba tzk'el taj vinike. Bu la xavil, vinik, mu la k'u stak' spas yu7un la ja7 ti vayem to 7ox, ja7 to la ti lik ta svayeb 7une p'i—t la 7un, luchul to la k'ot ta snuk' 7un, pas la ta cha7-p'ej sjol ti vinik 7une, te la xtije—t ta spat ti bu xbat. "7An k'u no 7ox yu7unot Ie7e, krem, tol no 7ox lek chava7i ti cha7-p'ej 7ajol 7une, 7a li mi yu7un tziklanot, k'u cha7al natik 7ajole?" x7utat la ti bu ta xxanav ti yo vinike, te la j-p'ej sjol vinik, j-p'ej sjol 7antz, cha7-p'ej sjol li prove vinik 7une, 7a la ti 7antz 7une, ja7 la natik sjol 7un, pero yech xa la tzunul ti sjol ti vo7ne xa ya7el ti skomel ti spat xxokon 7une, 7oy xa nan svaxakibal slajunebal k'ak'al nan sjayibal k'ak'al ti tey nap'al ta sjol ya7el ta snekeb ya7el ti vinik ti mu 7antz 7une, bat la 7un, chtavan la xa7i ti vinike. "Chibat kik ta paxyal ba jk'el kik bu jlo71o komel k'usi ssat te7al slo7 ta te7tik mi 7o k'u jtabe ssat te7al slo7e, me7, ta xtavan xka7i chlub i jun jnekebe batz'i yu7un mu xa7i 7albel. <strong>Lo</strong>k'an chlub jnekeb! ya7uk kut." "Batz'i xikom ya7el, vinik, mu xikom, batz'i chiti7olaje 117 chakomesone," xi la ti mu 7antz 7une. Bat la 7un, ba la xchi7in ta paxyal. Bu la xavil 7un, "K'e slekil, mi muk' chalo7 li ssat te7 7a Ie7e?" x7utat la 7un. "Chimuy jtuch' kik 7un a7a, Io7an batz'i lek ta j-mek k'e sk'anal!" xi la 7un. Muy la, yech mu yechuk la slo7 7un, mu to 7ox la bu nat xanavem taj prove vinik 7une, j-likel la p'it tal ti ta toj noxtok 7une, luchul la k'ot ta snekeb. Va7i, xchi7uk la tal noxtok. Va7i 7un, ja7 to la ti chanubtasat ech'el yu7un sme7 stot taj prove vinik 7une. "Yiyil pero batz'i mu no 7ox kuch 7avu7un la x7elan 7abol aba, mu jna7tik k'usi jnopbetik, mas lek 7a li Io71oo xa kik, batan xa kik," xi la ti vinik 7une. "Mas lek chkich' ech'el jtuk' che7e, taj jk'el kik mi 7o bu jta j-kotuk 7a li te7tikil chij ti mi jta te7tikil chij ti mi k'usi 7une, ta xituk'avaj pero ja7 to te ta jpas kanal Ii7e," xi la ti vinik. Bat la ti vinik 7une, 7o la te j-p'ej ssat mu k'oxox te7. "Mi muk' me chalajes, mi muk' me chalo7, k'e spimil ssat i j-petze, k'e spimil ssat i 7a li k'oxox te7e, j-p'ej ssat 7a li tilil te7!" Va7i 7un, 7a li ssat tilil te7 7une, ja7 la te ch'ay yo7on 7un, ja7 la slo7 7un.
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