Nayénĕzgani, he is holy,
Thus speaks the Sun,
Holy he stands.
To'badzĭstsíni, he is holy,
Thus speaks the Moon,
Holy he moves.
Léyaneyani, he is holy,
Thus speaks the Sun,
Holy he stands.
Tsówenatlehi, he is holy,
Thus speaks the Moon,
Holy he moves.278
357. When they got within sight of their home they sang this song:—
Slayer of Giants,
Through the sky I hear him.
His voice sounds everywhere,
His voice divine.
Child of the Water,
Through the floods I hear him.
His voice sounds everywhere,
His voice divine.
Reared 'neath the Earth,
Through the earth I hear him.
His voice sounds everywhere,
His voice divine.
The Changing Grandchild,
Through the clouds I hear him.
His voice sounds everywhere,
His voice divine.279
358. When the brothers got home they said to Estsanatlehi: "Here are the hoops which our father has given us, and he told us you knew all about them. Show us, then, how to use them." She replied: "I have no knowledge of them." Three times she thus answered their questions. When they spoke to her for the fourth time and Nayénĕzgani was becoming angry and impatient, she said: "I have never seen the Sun God except from afar. He has never been down to the earth to visit me. I know nothing of these talismans of his, but I will try what I can do." She took the black hoop to the east, set it up so that it might roll, and spat through it the black hail, which was four-cornered; at once the hoop rolled off to the east and rolled out of sight. She took the blue hoop to the south, set it up, and spat through it the blue hail, which was six-cornered. Then the hoop rolled away to the south and disappeared. She car-
