16 Field Columbian Museum — Anthropology, Vol. VII. 



said the Turtle. So he got. in and they started across. The Turtle 

 began eating the Buffalo's intestines, and the Buffalo said, "Do not 

 do that, you will kill me." And the Turtle said, "No, I will not; 

 I was eating some corn I had in my sack." The Buffalo said, 

 "Leave some for me, so I can eat, too." When they got across the 

 creek and were just crawling up the bank, the Buffalo fell dead. 



The Turtle butchered the Buffalo and hung him on a tree, and 

 said, "I will get him when I come back." But the Wolves came 

 and saw his shadow in the creek, jumped in after him, and were all 

 drowned. 



The Turtle went on till he came to a camp. Some of the men 

 found him and took him in camp, and held council over him, but 

 they did not know what to do with him, and they said, "Let us send 

 for the death judge." So they sent for him, and he came. Then one 

 of the men said, "We have caught this Turtle,, and we want you to 

 think about his death." So the death judge said, "Let us put him 

 in hot water." But the Turtle said, "I would knock the hot water 

 on you men." So the death judge said, "Put him in the fire." The 

 Turtle said, "I will knock coals of fire on you men. 1 " "Well, I do 

 not know what to do with him," said the death judge. Finally, he 

 said, "Let us tie a rock to him and throw him in the creek." So the 

 Turtle said, "That is the only way you can kill me." So they tied 

 a rock to him and threw him into the creek. But the Turtle got 

 loose, and when he got over on the opposite bank of the creek, he 

 said, "Death judge must fix his moccasins good and start after 

 me." So they let him go. 



The Turtle went home, and was under a log. His wife came 

 out to urinate, and the Turtle said, "You ought not to urinate on 

 me." So she got a rock and broke him in pieces. 1 



13. — The Turtle's War-party. 



The Turtle once went scalp hunting. He came to a creek, and 

 could not cross. The Buffalo came to him, and said, "Hello, 

 brother." The Turtle said, "I was going out hunting scalps, but I 

 can not get across this creek." The Buffalo said, "Well, can you 

 ride between my horns?" The Turtle said, "If you should shake 

 your head I might fall off." "Well, let me put you in my mouth," 

 the Buffalo said. "No, you will bite me and kill me," s;aid the Tur- 



1 This is told as two separate tales by the Pawnee. Turtle's war-party is a common tale; compare 

 Dorsey, Contr. N. A. Eth.. Vol. VI., p. 271; Hoffman. Rep. Bur. of Eth., Vol. XIV., p. 218; Kroeber, J. 

 of A. Folk-Lore, Vol. XIII., p. i8g; Dorsey and Kroeber, Traditions of the Arapaho, p. 237. See also 

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