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# Iya, the Camp-eater · page 2

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- [101](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/101/) — Though with every move he came dangerously nigh to falling, he followed in the trail of the fleeing people.
- [102](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/102/) — “I shall eat you in the sight of a noon-day sun!” cried Iya in his vain rage, when he spied them encamped beyond a river.
- [103](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/103/) — By some unknown cunning he swam the river and sought his way toward the teepees.
- [104](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/104/) — “Hin! hin!” he grunted and growled.
- [105](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/105/) — With perspiration beading his brow he strove to wiggle his slender legs beneath his giant form.
- [106](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/106/) — “Ha! ha!” laughed all the village people to see Iya made foolish with anger.
- [107](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/107/) — “Such spindle legs cannot stand to fight by daylight!” shouted the brave ones who were terror-struck the night before by the name “Iya.”
- [108](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/108/) — Warriors with long knives rushed forth and slew the camp-eater.
- [109](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/109/) — Lo! there rose out of the giant a whole Indian tribe: their camp ground, their teepees in a large circle, and the people laughing and dancing.
- [110](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/110/) — “We are glad to be free!” said these strange people.
- [111](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/13/111/) — Thus Iya was killed; and no more are the camp grounds in danger of being swallowed up in a single night time.

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