“The girl was wont to ask her mother, “Where is that child you bore some time ago?” to which her mother would reply, “Oh, I lost him long ago.”’ Every morning the daughter saw her mother go down to the spring. She followed her, and noticed that the water was disturbed, as if some one had been swimming there. One day she found a long hair in the water. She measured it with the hair of her other brothers, and found it to be too long.”

— Tales of the North American Indians, Tale 75 · served from our shelf  receiptuncorrected OCR — being verified against the scan