Oct., 1903. Arapaho Traditions — Dorsey and Kroeber. 29 



1 1 . — Lime-Crazy." 



In a large camp there was a chief. His younger brother used to 

 sleep late in the morning and would never comb his hair nor keep him- 

 self clean. Then the older brother said: "My friend, I wish you 

 would get up early in the morning, dress yourself, comb your hair, 

 and use perfume.'' Look at the young men ; they are all standing on 

 the hills where the paths lead down to the river, looking for the 

 women. And they travel about, going day and night; they do not sit 

 at home." "All right," said his younger brother. So he washed him- 

 self, combed himself, dressed himself, shook his blanket out, and 

 used perfume. Then he went to the sand hills by the river, and stood 

 at the place where the women came and went ; even if there were many 

 of them he would seize one, and though she were married. So his 

 older brother and his parents and his relatives had to pay horses and 

 other valuables. Then his older brother planned to get rid of him. 

 "Have you at last become a great chief, my older brother?" said the 

 young man. "No, not yet," said the older. "Come, my friend, let 

 us go hunting." Then they both went oflF. They came to a herd of 

 buffalo and the chief killed one. Then he gave his younger brother a 

 little switch and said to him : "Here, my friend, drive off the flies 

 with this. Keep walking about it. Meanwhile I will go back and tell 

 the people." Then he went off, abandoning his younger brother. The 

 young man continued to walk, going around and around, never stop- 

 ping, fanning the flies from the dead buffalo. The chief after his re- 

 turn was despised and abused by the people for having deserted his 

 brother, until at last he went back to get him. He found him still 

 walking about the buffalo, driving off the flies. He had worn a deep 

 pit around the buffalo. The elder brother said: "My friend, come 

 out ; let us go back to camp. I am punished* very badly ; I have no 

 horses ; I have no tent ; I have no food ; they strike me ; they make me 

 camp away from the rest." But his younger brother ignored him ; he 

 kept going around and around. Then the older brother, unable to make 

 him listen, went back. "He will not come," he said to his wife. The 

 young man had been very much loved by his sister-in-law. "You go 

 and try to bring him back," the chief said to her. "I am very tired of 

 living so poorly. Tell him that we have no tent ; that we have no 

 horses, and that we live in misery." So the woman went off, and came 

 to her brother-in-law. Merely the tip of his switch was visible above 



' From a text. by informant A. 



» Niibou. 



» Nifinanaancihana". 



