Note 157 — 15

Kabkabaga-an, who lived up in the air, was looking down, and said, “Indiápan, you have good fortune, for Aponītolau will come and ask you to comb his hair.” Not long after Aponītolau arrived. “Will you comb my hair, Indiápan, because Aponībolinayen is impatient and does not want to comb my hair?” “I am sleepy,” said Indiápan. She sat down. “Ala, you come and comb my hair,” said Aponītolau. Not long after Indiápan went to comb his hair and Aponītolau sat by the door. Kabkabaga-an looked down on them and said, “Indiápan has a good fortune, for she is combing the hair of Aponītolau.” When she had combed his hair she went to lie down again and Aponītolau said to her, “Will you please cut this betel-nut into pieces, Indiápan.” “You cut it. I am sleepy,” answered Indiápan. “Hand me the headaxe then.” So Indiápan handed the headaxe to him. As soon as she gave the headaxe to him she went to lie down again. When Aponītolau had cut the betel-nut he cut his first finger of his left hand. The blood went up in the air. “Ala, Indiápan, take your belt, for I cannot stop my finger from bleeding. Come and wrap it,” said Aponītolau to her. So Indiápan got up and she went to get her belt and she wrapped his finger, but the blood did not stop, so she called Aponībolinayen, for she was frightened when she saw the blood go up. Aponībolinayen said, “What is the matter with you?” She took her hat which looked like a woodpecker and she went, and the sunshine stopped when she went down out of her house, and Kabkabaga-an saw Aponībolinayen going to Aponītolau. “What good fortune Aponībolinayen has, for she is going to see Aponītolau.” As soon as she arrived where Indiápan lived she wrapped her belt around the finger of Aponītolau, but the blood did not stop and they were frightened. Aponībolinayen commanded their spirit helpers to get Ginalīngan of Pindayan, who was a sister of Iwaginan, to make dawak157 and stop the blood of Aponītolau. Not long after Indiápan and the spirit helpers arrived where Ginalīngan lived they said, “Good afternoon, you must excuse us, for we cannot stay here long, for Aponībolinayen is in a hurry to have you come to Kaldalayapan to see Aponītolau. He cut his finger and his blood will not stop running, and we do not know what to do. You come and make dawak” Ginalīngan said, “Even though I should go to make dawak we could do nothing, Page 114for Kabkabaga-an, who lives in the air, loves him.” “We must try and see if Kabkabaga-an will stop,” said Indiápan, and Ginalīngan went with them.