There was a great
hunter that lived down in Georgia that was preparing for a great hunt. As he
set out his friends warned him of the dangerous monster snake Uksu”hï. It was
said that it always watched, and killed hunters by crushing them in its coils.
After
hearing the stories the hunter was only more anxious to find the serpent. So he
headed directly north and soon came to the fallen tree where the snake lived. The
snake had not noticed him and frightened by his shire size the hunter turned
and ran. The snake heard and followed closely behind. Soon the snake caught up
to him and coiled him up, pinning one of his arms.
The
snake gave a great squeeze, almost breaking his ribs. Then began to drag him to
the water. The hunter grabbed at the bushes, with his free hand, as they went
by. Each time, the snake would breath its terrible breath and he was forced to
let go. The hunter remembered that the beast hated sweat so he rubbed his
armpit and the next time the snake’s head came around slapped it on the nose. The
snake gasped as if wounded and slithered away leaving the man bruised but not disabled to
journey home.
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