Note 34 — Chapter II · MYTHS AND FOLK-LORE OF THE TIMAGAMI OJIBWA.

His brother began crying and ran back to his grandmother in the wigwam, saying, “My little brother is koga′miko, ‘swallowed in the water’.” Then his grandmother began crying and the two were crying together. Soon after this they again set their night lines. When they looked toward the lake, three days later, they saw the float sticks together and the boy said, “We have a fish.” But the grandmother cried and would not look toward the lake where her grandson had died. But soon she went along in the canoe, crying, and pulled in the line. At the end was a very large fish, and they could see that his stomach was full of something. He was so large that they could scarcely pull him into the canoe. However, they managed to get him in and then they paddled to the shore and dragged the fish to a place where they could conveniently clean it. They cut his belly, which was distended, and out jumped the younger brother. “I’m scalded with the intestines! (Nin­babe′nəs,)”34 he cried. “I’m scalded. I’ve been here three days.” He was already beginning to be digested. The grandmother was very glad to get her grandson back again. That is the end.