The remnants of his feast lay all about him.
She had not dared to waken him or speak to him, but coming home, had made up her mind to run away and not work for the mean old man any more.
To this the sister agreed, and at daybreak they were scurrying off through the forest.
All day they traveled and when night came they were still in the wilds far from any Indian camp.
Worn out, they lay down under a great pine and looked up at the stars.
"Oh," said the older girl, "see that fine Star-man up there! I'd like to marry him!" "Oh, no!" said the younger, "he belongs to me.

I'd like to marry him!" They lay there telling what each would do could she only marry the Star-man, until they fell asleep.
When they awoke in the morning, lo, they found themselves up in the sky, and the elder girl had a baby already--a star-baby! At first the girls were very good to the star-baby but it cried a great deal.

One day the younger girl was very cross and put it outside of the _campoodie_.

The poor baby cried all the more until the elder sister took pity on it, but when she had fed it and it still cried, the younger sister became very angry and told her sister to put that "brat" outside.

The sister was tired too, so she put the poor baby outside.
When the baby could not make them come to him, he got up and went to find his grandfather, the Moon.