Then Kut-o-yis’, with his knife, cut a hole between Wind Sucker’s ribs, and he and all those who were able to move crawled out through the hole.  He said to those who could still walk that they should go and tell their people to come here, to get the ones still alive but unable to travel.

To some of these people that he had freed he said, “Where are there any other people?  I want to visit all the people.”

“There is a camp to the westward, up the river,” they replied; “but you must not take the left-hand trail going up because on that trail lives a woman who invites men to wrestle with her and then kills them.  Avoid her.”

Now, really, this was what Kut-o-yis’ was looking for.  This was what he was doing in the world, trying to kill off all the bad things.  He asked these people just where this woman lived and how it was best for him to go so that he should not meet her.  He did this because he did not wish the people to know that he was going where she was.

He started, and after he had travelled some time he saw a woman standing not far from the trail.  She called to him, saying, “Come here, young man, come here; I want to wrestle with you.”

“No,” he replied, “I am in a hurry; I cannot stop.”

The woman called again, “No, no; do not go on; come now and wrestle once with me.”

After she had called him the fourth time, Kut-o-yis’ went to her.

Now on the ground where this woman wrestled with people she had placed many sharp, broken flint-stones, partly hiding them by the grass.  The two seized each other and began to wrestle over these sharp stones, but Kut-o-yis’ looked at the ground and did not step on them.  He watched his chance and gave the woman a quick wrench, and threw her down on a large sharp flint which cut her in two; and the parts of her body fell asunder.

Kut-o-yis’ then went on, and after a time came to where a woman had made a place for sliding downhill.  At the far end of it she had fixed a rope which, when she raised it, would trip people up, and when they were tripped they fell over a high cliff into a deep water, where a great fish ate them.

When this woman saw Kut-o-yis’ coming she cried out to him, “Come over here, young man, and slide with me.”

“No,” he replied, “I am in a hurry; I cannot wait.”  She kept calling to him, and when she had called him the fourth time he went over where he was to slide with her.

“This sliding,” said the woman, “is very good fun.”

“Ah, yes,” said Kut-o-yis’, “I will look at it.”

As he went near the place he looked carefully and saw the hidden rope.  He began to slide, and holding his knife in his hand, when he reached the rope he cut it just as the woman raised it and pulled on it, and the woman fell over backward into the water and was eaten up by the big fish.

From here he went on again, and after a time he came to a big camp. 
A man-eater was the chief of this place.