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You must be in trouble. "'I am the Unlucky-one, the young-man replied. 'I can do nothing well. I can find no woman who will marry me. In the hunt my bow will often break or my lance is poor. My medicine is bad and I cannot dream. The people do not love me, and they pity me as they do a sick child.
"The Unlucky-one stood before the black hole in the rocks for a long time, because he was afraid; but when he turned to speak to the Coyote he found himself to be alone. The Coyote had gone about his own business had silently slipped away in the night. "Slowly and carefully the young-man began to creep into the cave, feeling his way in the darkness. His heart was beating like a tom-tom at a dance.
"'Because, replied the young-man, 'I am the Unlucky-one. Everything goes wrong with me, always. I don't want to live any longer, for my heart is growing wicked. "'Come with me, said the old woman, and he followed her until she told him to sit down. Then she said: 'Listen to me.
Why do you sing that song? I never heard a man sing it before. What is it you want of me? "Then the Unlucky-one told the Coyote what he had told the white Beaver, and showed the stick the Beaver-chief had given him, to prove it. "'I am hungry, too, said the Unlucky-one, 'for I have eaten all the dried meat the old woman gave me.
That is all I can do for you, myself. "On down the river the Unlucky-one travelled and the sun was low in the west on the fourth day, when he saw the Coyote on a hillside near by. After looking at Coyote for a long time, the young-man commenced to sing the song the old woman had taught him. When he had finished the singing, the Coyote came up close and asked: "'What is the matter?
This Owl is the only one who knows how you can change your luck, and he will tell you if you are not afraid. Take this arrow and go among those people, without fear. Show them you are unarmed as soon as they see you. Now go! "Out into the night went the Unlucky-one and on up the mountain.
They were seated on the icy ground and on the drifts of snow and on the rocks, singing a warlike song that made the heart of the young-man stand still, in dread. In the centre of the circle there sat a mighty Owl their chief. Ho! when the ghost-people saw the Unlucky-one they rushed at him with many lances and would have killed him but the Owl-chief cried, 'Stop!
The Unlucky-one knew this was the white Beaver's lodge knew that at last he had found the chief of all the Beavers in the world; so he stood still for a long time, and then sang that song. "Soon a great white Beaver white as the snows of winter came to him and asked: 'Why do you sing that song, my brother? What do you want of me? I have never heard a man sing that song before.
Finally his name was changed to 'The Unlucky-one, which sounds bad to the ear. He used to wander about alone a good deal, and one morning he saw an old woman gathering wood by the side of a River. The Unlucky-one was about to pass the old woman when she stopped him and asked: "'Why are you so sad in your handsome face? Why is that sorry look in your fine eyes?
"The Unlucky-one told the Owl-chief just what he had told the old woman and the Beaver and the Coyote and OLD-man, and showed the stick that the white Beaver had given him and the arrow that OLD-man had given to him to prove it. "'Good, said the Owl-chief, 'I can help you, but first you must help yourself. Take this bow.
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