“He had not gone very far when he came to a row of dried human bones hung across the path so that no one could pass by without making them rattle. Not far away, there was a tent full of people and big dogs. Whenever they heard anyone disturb the bones, they would set upon him and kill him. The old woman who had advised Aioswé’s son told him that when he came to this place he could escape by digging a tunnel in the path under the bones.”

— Tales of the North American Indians, Tale 47 · served from our shelf  receiptuncorrected OCR — being verified against the scan