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goes to." Then they all watched him going off. Then the people 

 tried to catch him. The rabbit lay down with an arrow upon him where 

 the crow would find him; he pretended to.be dead. The white crow 

 came, but said : "What kind of arrow have you?" When there was no 

 answer he flew off. He lit in another place, where a fat antelope was 

 lying with an arrow in it, and asked: "Of what sort is your arrow?" 

 "It is painted black." 'That is not it," said the crow, and flew off again. 

 Then he came to a fat elk with an arrow in it. He asked : "How is 

 it painted?" "It looks like this," he was told, but he said: "No, that 

 is not it." Then he flew off again and came to where there' was a fat 

 white elk with an arrow on it, but the arrow was not painted right and 

 he flew off again. Then he came to a fat buffalo cow lying on the 

 ground bearing an arrow. The white crow asked how the arrow w^as 

 painted. "There is a straight mark on one side, on the other side there 

 is a zigzag one," said the cow. Then the white crow was persuaded that 

 it was his own arrow, and came close, and the cow seized him and he 

 was caught at last. The people tied him to the top of the tent where 

 the smoke came out, and gradually he turned black. Then they let 

 him go and, as he flew away, watched where he soared to. Two young 

 men followed his course and found where his tent stood. He had abun- 

 dance of meat. The young men went back and told what they had 

 seen. Then all the people came to him and camped near him and 

 remained until they had eaten all his meat. When they moved away 

 they left a little short-legged dog at the camp site. The crow's little 

 boy said to him : "My father, a little dog with short legs is going about 

 alone. Let it be my pet ; it is so funny," "My son, let it be," said the 

 crow. "No, my father, let me have it, won't you?" "Well, then, 

 have it for your pet, my son," said the crow, and the boy took it. All 

 the people had been watching from a distance and as soon as the boy 

 took the dog the people came back. "Well, crow, where do the buffalo 

 live?" they said. "Farther in the mountain. Well, let us go over where 

 the buffalo live," said the crow. Then they came to where there was an 

 immense rock with something like a door. The crow opened this door ; 

 at his back stood the little dog, restless. As soon as the crow had 

 opened the door to the hollow mountain, and before he had taken a 

 step in, the dog ran inside ahead of him. Then the dog began to bark, 

 and turned into a large dog. and drove the buffalo about, and but. The 

 immense herd ran and bellowed and came out from the mountain in 

 strings. The crow, who had once kept them all, could only look on. 

 "Well, I will catch the dog anyway," he said ; but when all the buffalo 

 had come out, the dog clung to the tail of the last one and escaped. Then 



