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the fire for some time, until it was good juicy tallow, — fat from intes- 

 tines. After he had taken this away from the fire, he threw this lump 

 of soft Cottonwood into the fire and let it lie on the fire for some time, 

 until it was a thick piece of lump fat. "Here they are^ Man. Take 

 them, and satisfy your hunger," said Blood-Clot-Boy, blowing his nose. 

 After White-Owl had eaten the victuals furnished by Blood-Clot-Boy, 

 he thanked the young man. 



"Well, I am not quite satisfied. So I would like to eat some more, 

 if you can get it," said White-Owl, smacking his lips. "All right," 

 said Blood-Clot-Boy, starting ofiF. After some time he brought two 

 small rounded buflfalo chips. Seating himself near the fire he threw 

 them on the hot charcoals, until they were roasted like two fat kidneys. 

 "Here, Man, take these and satisfy your hunger," said Blood-Clot-Boy, 

 with a hint. White-Owl took them and relished the victuals. 



"Say, I cannot get enough of these things to eat. I would like 

 very much more to eat," said White-Owl, moving around a little. "All 

 right," said Blood-Clot-Boy, starting off and bringing a big chunk of 

 bull's chips. Seating himself near the fire, he threw this chip to roast, 

 until it was a nice juicy pemmican. "Here, Man, take this and sit 

 down. Eat it until your hunger is satisfied," said Blood-Clot-Boy. 

 "Thank you, it is very delicious food ; you are very clever," said White- 

 Owl, swallowing the big lump. Blood- Clot- Boy complained of feed- 

 ing White-Owl, and asked for return treatment. 



"I am well pleased with your abifity," said White-Owl, but there 

 is another thing I want you to tell me: "How do you make a knife? 

 Where do you get it? It is my desire to know this." "Well, Man, 

 what are you trying to do, anyhow? I have told you everything, and 

 fed you on choice food, and yet you still question me. The knife is 

 made from a standing vertebra, and the handle of it is derived from the 

 hard tendon about the neck." Thus Blood-Clot-Boy made the knife 

 with solid blade, from buffalo. "Good, good. Young Man ! You are 

 clever. In spite of all my powerful actions upon you, you stood solid 

 and faced me when I was in fury. Being desirous of 'yonder' life, 

 I shall this day grant you to live up to my time. I have the control of 

 the four hills of life. May you live long," said White-Owl, flying away 

 to the northwest. 



This story points to trials and temptations in life, the accomplish- 

 ments. — D. 



Told by Long-Hair. Cf. No. 130. In a widely ditfering Pawnee variant, Blood-Clot-Boy, in the 

 end, becomes a blood clot and then a buffalo. 



