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Slek’iyáp, the Coyote’s Son

Slek’iyáp
Saw a white bird in a tree.
He said:
“I will get Téxwets, my bow,
And Sàkweláx, my arrow….
I will shoot that small white bird in the tree.”
He shot his arrow,
And it fell harmless to the ground.
Again he shot….
Again it fell.
Slek’iyáp said:
“I will climb that tree….
I will shoot that white bird!”
He climbed the tree
But, however he aimed,
Back came Sàkweláx, the arrow, to his hand again.
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