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right ear. So the Buffalo said, "This is my wife." So One-Rib 

 said, "You are a smart one. You go ahead and take her away." 



The Buffalo took her away and went off. He stopped at a place 

 and left the girl and the little Buffalo and went off somewhere. 

 While they were sitting there, she heard a man crying, and so she 

 started to cry. The little Buffalo said, "Mother, what are you cry- 

 ing about ? " She said, " Your father is the cause of my sorrow to- 

 day. That is my uncle crying, and that is the reason I am crying. 

 I am going home where he is." So the little Buffalo said, "I want 

 to go with you." The Buffalo returned, and the girl and her boy 

 went back where the Buffalo lived. The girl told her young one 

 that the next night, at midnight, she would wake him, and he must 

 not cry, as he was in the habit of doing. When the Buffalo had 

 gone to sleep, the girl woke the little Buffalo. He got up, and went 

 with her, without crying. They started for home. 



When the Buffalo woke they missed the girl. They took after 

 her. The girl came to a tree. She climbed the tree, and left the 

 young one right at the base of the tree, covered with lots of grass. The 

 Buffalo came and went past, and when they had camped they came 

 back. The husband turned himself into a man. He was going past 

 the girl. She said, "There is your father ; call him." Her man came 

 where they were, and said, "Why do you want to go home? Well, I 

 will take you home pretty soon." 



He started back to his camp with her. When they were almost 

 to the camp, she went on home, and the other Buffalo turned and 

 went another way. She got home in the night, with her husband 

 and the little Buffalo boy\ 



The girl said, "Mother, I have come back home." Her father 

 said, "That must be the girl we lost." The girl said, "I am the one. 

 I have been married to a Buffalo. He is here. I also have a little 

 son." Her father said, "Where is he?" She said, "He is here, hid- 

 den." Her father told her to go and get him. So the little Buf- 

 falo turned himself into a boy and she brought him. He stayed 

 with them, killed many deer, would give his grandmother water to 

 drink, would take a little bucket and carry it with his horns. So 

 the little Buffalo's father said, " Father-in-law, I do not want any- 

 body to whip my baby." The little Buffalo played with the girls 

 and boys, and the little boys would put blankets on him and fool 

 him, time after time. He got tired of them, and he kicked one boy. 

 The boy got mad, cried, and called the little Buffalo names. The 

 little Buffalo did not like it, and started to cry. His grandmother 



