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he went to her house and broached the subject. Sockeye Salmon replied
to his proposal:

“Yes, I will marry you, if you are really a good man. I should be
afraid of one who might hurt me, especially as I am not quite like you.”’

Raven assured her that he could do no evil, so she accepted him. They
were married and went to live in Raven’s house. Friction soon arose
over the question of food. Raven, greedy and lazy, had expected his wife
to use her powers to keep him plentifully supplied with Sockeye Salmon,
but this she declined to do, so that he was driven to spearing small fish,
which he refused to share with her, or anyone else. Twice he even failed
to give food to friends who had gathered in his house. The third time that
happened, his wife talked about her troubles with her stingy husband to a
female confidant who sympathized profoundly. Sockeye Salmon asked
her friend to bring a dish into which she poured water and washed her
hands, causing many Sockeye Salmon to appear. These she took and
cooked, being careful not to cut any salmon bone. On two occasions
Raven’s wife did this, each time inviting the people and giving them a
meal during her husband’s absence, but saying nothing to him about it.

One day Raven returned unexpectedly and found dried sockeye
salmon hanging in his house. He asked the other occupants where it
came from, as his wife never went fishing, but the answer he received was:

“You are the only one of us who has been catching salmon, and you
have been spearing just small fish, one at a time. Even those you will
neither sell nor share.”

Raven was not satisfied and determined to spy upon what was hap-
pening in his house during his absence. One day he announced that he
was going to examine his nets and went off in the proper direction, but
soon returned to watch through a crack in its wall what was going on
within. When he saw his wife produce and cook salmon for all the people,
he burst angrily into the room:

“You have wronged me greatly,” he exclaimed. ‘Why have you not
helped your own husband in getting food?”

His wife did not reply but one guest answered on her behalf:

“You never shared your catch with her nor with us, why should she
share with you?”

Another continued:

“Give up your evil and selfish ways. Your wife has always kindly
shared her salmon with us.”

Raven was silent. That night as he lay in bed his wife told him to
make a fish-weir at a certain point. He began the following night and
worked steadily for several days untilit was ready. Then Sockeye Salmon
went to the beach and wiggled her toesin the water. From her feet there