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See that you don't strike your foot accidentally." This youngs man 

 listened to the leader's caution and quietly laid down, with grunting 

 voice. So the party of six started out in different directions in search 

 of game, for subsistence. 



By evening they all returned, bringing home fat antelope and 

 deer. Although this distressed young man was still in a painful condi- 

 tion, he sat up and indulged, eating raw kidneys, liver and parts of the 

 intestines. Like faithful women, these young men attended to the roast- 

 ing of meat in the fire, each waiting upon himself. Of course, they all 

 contributed roasted beef to the sick one. That night it was seen that 

 all had had enough from the fact that their faces were oily and their 

 hands greasy. After chatting and cheering the sick one; they all re- 

 tired. During the night, this sick young man would groan loudly, but 

 they could not do anything for him. The foot was swollen so that it 

 shone before the comrades. 



In the morning the young men rose early and roasted meat, 

 1 while this young man was still asleep. He had gone to sleep just at 

 daylight. "Say, friend, your breakfast is ready. How are you feeling 

 this morning? Can you go and get up and eat this roasted beef? Your 

 foot will get 1>etter some day," said the leader (the oldest one). This 

 sick young man didn't Hke to get up, but finally he raised himself and 

 sat up with the rest, and ate his breakfast of fat antelope. "Now, dear 

 friend, since you are unable to move around, I think it is besi for you 

 that you should remain quiet and wait for results, while we are 

 gone again to get more game for our benefit. Although you are 

 suffering terribly, we do hope that you may soon be relieved. " We shall 

 gather more wood and have some beef roasted, so that you can help 

 yourself during our absence. If your foot does not pain you, we would 

 like to have you finish slicing the beef, so that it can dry quickly," said 

 the leader. "Well, yes, I can do something to lead my thoughts away 

 from the painful foot. Get me that antelope skin and the scraper and 

 I shall try and get them started anyhow." said the sick one, groaning 

 a little. 



So the party started out in different directions after game, each one 

 making an effort to kill the fastest one. The sick young man did a 

 little work on the skins and in slicing the beef, in spite of his swollen 

 foot. Whenever he would stir around for more firewood, the swollen 

 foot would almost burst. At this time it was getting worse, for the 

 sick young man was feverish and fretful. 



In the evening these men all returned by degrees, bringing either 

 antelope, deer or fat buffalo, and placing it inside of the shelter-tipi. 



