Apache baskets showing Coyote(in the black diamonds), deer, and men.

“You’re afraid! You’re scared to have a cheating match with me.”

Coyote sighed. “Trouble is, I left my cheating medicine back home.”

“Well, go get it.”

“It’s too far. I’m too tired. You want a cheating match, better wait till another day. Or lend me your horse so I can get there and back again.”

The stranger thought that one over just for a minute, so eager was he to show what a mighty trickster he was.

He jumped down from the saddle. But Coyote slyly moved upwind of the horse. And it, smelling the not-human scent of him, shied, eyes rolling, ears twitching.

“He’s scared of me because I don’t have a white man’s hat,” Coyote said. “Let me borrow yours.”

“Here, take it. Go get your cheating medicine!”

But Coyote still stood upwind. And of course the horse still shied. Coyote shrugged. “He’s scared of me because I don’t wear a white man’s clothes. Guess our match is off.”

But the stranger was so eager to prove himself, he peeled out of his fancy shirt and pants and boots without a moment’s thought. “Here, try them.”

Coyote slid into the alien clothes, leaving the man only his long johns. With the alien hat on his head, Coyote moved downwind.