“‘Then the Bear an’ the Squaw-who-has-dreams made a fire an’ smoked an’ laid a plot.  The Bear did not know where to find the powder of the whirlwind which the Raven kept always in a secret place.  But the Bear told the Squaw-who-has-dreams that she should marry the Raven an’ watch until she found where the powder of the whirlwind was kept in its secret place; an’ then she was to give some to the Raven, an’ he, too, would be twisted an’ die.  There was a great danger, though; the Raven would, after the one day when they were wedded, want to kill the Squaw-who-has-dreams.  So to protect her, the Bear told her she must begin to tell the Raven the moment she was married to him the Story-that-never-ends.  Then, because the Raven was more cur’ous than even he was cruel, he would put off an’ put off giving the powder of the whirlwind to the Squaw-who-has-dreams, hoping to hear the end of the Story-that-never-ends.  Meanwhile the Squaw-who-has-dreams was to watch the Raven until she found the powder of the whirlwind in its secret place.

“’Then the wise Bear gave the Squaw-who-has-dreams a bowlful of words as seed, so she might plant them an’ raise a crop of talk to tell the Story-that-never-ends.  An’ the Squaw-who-has-dreams planted the seed-words, an’ they grew an’ grew an’ she gathered sixteen bundles of talk an’ brought them to her wigwam.  After that she put beads in her hair, an’ dyed her lips red, an’ rubbed red on her cheeks, an’ put on a new blanket; an’ when the Raven saw her, he asked her to marry him.  So they were wedded; an’ the Squaw-who-has-dreams went to the teepee of the Raven an’ was his wife.

“‘But the Raven was old an’ cunning like Yah-mee-kee, the Beaver, an’ he said, “He is not wise who keeps a squaw too long!” An’ with that he thought he would kill the Squaw-who-has-dreams the next day with the powder of the whirlwind.  But the Squaw-who-has-dreams first told the Raven that she hated When-dee-goo, the Giant; an’ that she should not love the Raven until he had killed When-dee-goo.  She knew the Giant was too big an’ strong for the Raven to kill with his lance, an’ that he must get his powder of the whirlwind; she would watch him an’ learn its secret place.  The Raven said he would kill the Giant as the sun went down next day.

“’Then the Squaw-who-has-dreams told the Raven the first of the Story-that-never-ends an’ used up one bundle of talk; an’ when the story ended for that night, the Squaw-who-has-dreams was saying:  “An’ so, out of the lake that was red as the sun came a great fish that was green, with yellow wings, an’ it walked also with feet, an’ it came up to me an’ said:  “But then she would tell no more that night; nor could the Raven, who was crazy with cur’osity, prevail on her.  “I must now sleep an’ dream what the green fish with the yellow wings said,” was the reply of the Squaw-who-has-dreams, an’ she pretended to slumber.  So the Raven, because he was cur’ous, put off her death.