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Date: Tue, 7-Aug-84 14:39:11 EDT
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Posted: Tue Aug  7 14:39:11 1984
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(=*=)  TIE one on, line eater

	This is a story of an indian tribe living in Arizona before the
white man took over the territory.  Being an indian tribe, there were
many strange customs.  The oddest of these was the measure of beauty:
the more a "squaw" weighed, the prettier she was considered to be.
It may not make sense, but at least it is easy to measure :-).

	One day there were three indians in a local tavern getting
a taste of "fire water" for the first time.  One of them was the revered
White Eagle, who had the "prettiest" squaw in the tribe.  As he began
to get a little tipsy, he went as far as to claim that his squaw was
"prettier" than the other two braves' squaws put together.

	The two other braves were outraged!  Their honor was at stake,
so they declared that it shall be made a formal challenge, and that the
loser shall be exiled into the desert.  All three men staggered back to
their teepees in order to begin their wives' training for the challenge.

	Later that day, the construction of a huge balance commenced.
Being a tribe in Arizona, they were forced to construct the balance with
cactus (what else is there in Arizona?).  Now, none of the braves wanted
their squaws to be punctured, so they each purchased various coverings
for the scale.  White Eagle, being rich, was able to afford a very tough
hide -- that of the hippopotamus, while the other two braves had to make
do with rabbit and deer hide.

	And, very soon, the judgement day was at hand... the whole tribe
turned out to watch the weighing, and to participate in the beating
(customary before exile) of the loser.  The three squaws climbed onto
the large balance, which complained loudly about the load.  The balance
slowly "see-sawed" and finally came to rest -- very nearly level.  An
appointed judge walked slowly around the balance, inspecting it from all
angles, and finally proclaimed:














	"THE SQUAW ON THE HIPPOPOTAMUS IS EQUAL TO THE SUM OF THE
	 SQUAWS OF THE OTHER TWO HIDES."


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