"I'll get them for you, Father," said his son.

"But that's such a tall tree to climb, my son. You might fall and hurt yourself."

"I won't fall. Father. Let me try. There is only one thing you must remember. While I am climbing, don't look up at me, for that will bring bad luck."

Now the young coyote started up the tree. He had no trouble with the climbing for he used his magic medicine which made him stick tightly to the tree trunk.

But Itsayaya was curious. When his son was up a very long way, the old coyote took a tiny glance just to see how the boy was doing. "Don't look up," shouted the young coyote. "It is bad luck. Cover your head so you can't see me."

So Itsayaya lowered his eyes to the ground and waited for a very long time. Finally, he became so curious that he could wait no longer, and he looked up at the tree. And this time he saw to his horror that the tall pine tree had grown taller, stretching all the way into the sky. There at the very top was his son just disappearing over the top of a white cloud.

"Come back, son," shouted Itsayaya. "You have gone too far. You have passed the eagle's nest."

But the young coyote could not hear his father, because Itsayaya had broken the spell of his magic medicine. On and on he climbed.

Then Itsayaya sat down at the foot of the tree and wept bitterly. Why did I break the medicine spell? I have lost my son. He went sadly home to tell the rest of his family.

But all the while the young coyote was climbing. The tree grew taller as he climbed on into the sky.

Finally he climbed all the way through the blue bowl of heaven and stepped out on top.

He was in a beautiful grassy meadow. The sun was shining and birds were singing. He began walking and finally came to a tipi. Sitting in front of this tipi were two huge gray spiders who were spinning a silver web.

"Hello," said the young coyote. "Can you please tell me where I am?" The spiders didn't look up from their spinning, but one of them answered in a slow deep voice, "This is A-kum-kmny-koo, the happy hunting ground."

Then maybe you are my grandfathers," said the young coyote. "They have gone to A-kum-kinny-koo I doubt it," said one of the old spiders. "We have only one grandson.

He is the son of Itsayaya, the king of Siminikum. He is still very young and must be down below on earth."

"Then you are my grandfathers," shouted the young coyote, for he could see that they were quite deaf. "I am the son of Itsayaya, the coyote king of Siminikum." Then he told how he had climbed the great pine tree into the sky.

The grandfathers were delighted to see their grandson.  They prepared a great feast for him. The young coyote-was happy with their wonderful welcome, but toward evening he heard his mother and father weeping from down by the beautiful lake, Waha. He became sad and very troubled, so he said to his grandfathers, "I must return to earth, for my family grieves for me."

No one returns from A-kum-kinny-koooo," said one old spider. "But I am so young and my father and mother need me," protested the young coyote. Please tell me how l can go back."

The two old spiders whispered together for a very long time. Then one of them said, "It is not right that one so young should enjoy A-kum- kinny-koo forever. We will help you get back down to your home." The spiders began spinning and they spun so fast that soon they had a pile of silver web as tall as their tipi When evening came, they tied one end of the web around the young coyote's waist and led him to the hole in the sky and told him to step through. Down he swung on the end of the magic web, slowly back and fortj among the stars, very close to the sharp point of the new moon, blown by a soft west wind. What a wonderful journey it was! The young coyote did not want it ever to end.

At last the young coyote came down to earth on the little hill beside the lake. He could see the last glowing coals from his father's campfire, and he hurried home to his family.

Itsayaya and all his family were so happy to see the young coyote again that they roasted a venison and feasted and sang the whole night long. Then Itsayaya said, "I promise, son, never to go against your magic medicine again, for it is strong indeed."