… Skunk came to a longhouse, and recognised the people there as those who pushed his musk-sac back into the river in repulsion, he said to those people, “I am on my way from the camp of the Clever Fellows, but I will stop awhile and sing you some of their songs.”
The people gathered around in readiness and expectation of the power songs and Skunk sprayed them with his musk. He made them pungent and foul to the taste for these were the plant people like celery, and ginseng and garlic.
Skunk went on up the valley and saw another longhouse.
He recognised these people as those who had tried to to recover his musk-sac for him.
“I am just on my way from the camp of the Clever Fellows,” he said to them.
The people gathered around.
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