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Updated: April 30, 2025
Very soon the fat which was to make the sauce rose to the surface, and Ball-Carrier, who was bobbing about from one side to the other, called out that Lung-Woman had better taste the broth, as he though that some salt should be added to it.
After Ball-Carrier had managed to drown the Bad One so that he could not do any more mischief, he forgot the way to his grandmother's house, and could not find it again, though he searched everywhere. During this time he wandered into many strange places, and had many adventures; and one day he came to a hut where a young girl lived.
Very soon the fat which was to make the sauce rose to the surface, and Ball-Carrier, who was bobbing about from one side to the other, called out that Lung-Woman had better taste the broth, as he thought that some salt should be added to it.
The witch came panting up, furious at having lost the race which she felt certain of winning; and Ball-Carrier, who had by this time changed back into his own shape, struck her on the head and killed her. For a long while Ball-Carrier was content to stay quietly at home with his wife and children, for he was tired of adventures, and only did enough hunting to supply the house with food.
Then she brought in Ball-Carrier, who, seeing all these preparations, wished that as long as he was in the kettle the water might not really boil, though it would hiss and bubble, and also, that the spirits would turn the water into fat. The kettle soon began to sing and bubble, and Ball Carrier was lifted in.
This being settled they both made ready for the race, and Ball-Carrier silently begged the good spirits to help him, and not to let him fall into the hands of this wicked witch. 'When the sun touches the trunk of that tree we will start, said she, as they both stood side by side. But with the first step Ball-Carrier changed himself into a wolf and for a long way kept ahead.
'That will suit me very well, replied the woman, who was a witch. 'And let us agree that the one who wins shall have the right to kill the other. 'Oh, certainly, said Ball-Carrier; and I don't think we shall find a flatter course than the prairie itself no one knows how many miles it stretches. We will run to the end and back again.
But if we take it and bury it in different parts of the world they will have to work for it if they want it, and then will only find a little at a time. And as she spoke, she pulled up one of the poles of the hut, and Ball-Carrier saw that underneath was a deep, deep hole, which seemed to have no bottom.
'Yes, grandmother, I got that too, answered he. 'Where is it? she asked, and Ball-Carrier lifted his right arm, and pointed to his arm-pit. 'Here is the bridge, grandmother, said he. Then the witch did something that nobody in the world could have guessed that she would do.
Then the Bad One knew what had happened, and after telling the water-demons that there would be no feast after all, he called to Ball-Carrier, who was eating an apple. 'I know your name now, he said, 'and as you have ruined me, and I am not rich any more, will you take me as your servant?
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