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sent clouds of dust high in the air, and bellowing- tremendously, 

 slowly advancing and made a sudden rush at the man, but missed him 

 entirely. The man dodged away so quickly that the bull was worried. 

 The man landed again on a different spot. "Now, man, you have 

 won the day. Take a good look at me," said Lone-Bull, standing 

 in a solitary position. 



The man walked around and around with his bow and arrows, 

 inspecting his body with wonder. Stepping backward, he placed his 

 arrow on his bow and sent it through Lone-Bull's breast at the safest 

 spot, which made him jump about. Getting behind him, he placed 

 another arrow and sent it at the flank, both arrows entering its body 

 and meeting. Lone-Bull then jumped about with a deep grtoan, 

 finally staggered, vomiting a continuous stream of. blood from his 

 mouth and dropped dead. The man returned to the camp-circle with 

 glory. 



Lone-Bull fame to life again, sent for the boy and said to him, 

 "You may go and tell your father that we are going to have all the 

 calves collected at one place, and if he can find and distinguish you 

 from the rest, Jie shall win the day." So the boy ran to his father and 

 recited what Lone-Bull had proposed, saying, "Say, my father, when 

 you corfie to look for me, bear in mind that I shall move my left ear 

 when you pass me." All right, I shall remember that," said the 

 father. The boy returned to Lone-Bull. 



So Lone-Bull called forth all the yellow calves in one place. 

 It was a hard task to distinguish one from another, for they were of 

 the same size and color. The father then went over to the gathering 

 and began to look for his boy. As he passed his boy, he saw him 

 move the left ear, but all the rest would do the same thing. For three 

 times he walked around, looking for his boy, but could not distinguish 

 him from the rest. At the fourth time he went around carefully 

 and came to his boy, who moved his left ear and stopped. "This 

 is my boy," said he, pointing at him, with a stick. "Yes, that is the 

 right one, and again you win the day," said Lone-Bull. The father 

 returned to the camp-circle with glory. 



Lone-Bull again sent for the boy and said to him, "You may go 

 to your father and tell him that there will be a race and if he can out- 

 run all of us, the day belongs to him." So the boy ran to his father 

 and recited what Lone-Bull had proposed. The boy returned to bis 

 relatives. 



So Lone-Bull called forth all of the buffalo, old and younsr, to 

 come together for a race. The father came to the spot and called for 



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