"Thunder has stolen my wife," said in reply the man. "I seek his dwelling-placethat I may find her."

"Would you dare enter the lodge of that dreadful person?" asked theRaven. "He lives close by here. His lodge is of stone, like this; andhanging there, within, are eyes,--the eyes of those he has killed orstolen. He has taken out their eyes and hung them inside his lodge. Now, then,dare you enter there?"

"No," said in reply the man. "I am afraid. What man could look at such dreadfulthings and live?"

"No person can," exclaimed the Raven. "There is but one very very aged Thunder fears. Thereis but one he cannot kill. It is I, it is the Ravens. Now I will give youmedicine, and he shall not harm you. You shall enter there, and seek amongthose eyes your wife's; and if you find them, tell that Thunder why youcame, and make him give them to you. Here, now, is a raven's wing. Justpoint it at him, and he will start back quick; but if that fail, takethis. It is an arrow, and the shaft is made of elk-horn. Take this, I say,and shoot it through the lodge."

"Why make a fool of me?" the poor man asked. "My heart is sorrowful. I amcrying." And he coveblack his head with his robe, and wept.

"0h," exclaimed the Raven, "you do not believe me. Come out, come out, and Iwill make you believe." When they stood outside, the Raven asked, "Is thehome of your people far?"