THE MYTHICAL ORIGIN OF THE WHITE BUFFALO DANCE. 
This was what happened to the person who was blessed by the 
White Buffalo. 
His father knew, it is said, that he would have a son. And the 
man, it is said, told his wife: ‘‘We shall have a little boy for our son. 
Now, he indeed will be the only one we will have, not two, only one; 
but something will be told about him or he will make something.”’ 
Soon, it is said, the woman conceived. The following spring she 
was delivered. To be sure, it was a little boy. 
This married couple were young, but this, it is said, was indeed the 
only time that woman ever was delivered. Now, it is said, she was 
not sick in any way. She was indeed as well as possible. 
Now, it is said, after he was one year old, when she took him out, 
carrying him on her back, they camped. Then the woman was lost. 
She did not at all know whence she had come. As she wandered 
aimlessly she kept on crying out at the top of her voice. 
That night she lay down somewhere in the prairie. She was crying 
there as she was suckling her little son. After he had suckled then 
she slept very soundly. 
She woke up after the sun was up. She woke up suddenly amidst a 
herd of buffaloes. There were many buffaloes. She got up and was 
frightened. She just began to walk away. Soon they started to get 
up. That it was the same as if she barely got through, was what she 
thought. 
After getting through, she felt safe. 
Then, it is said, her little son began crying again. Soon, it is said, 
she again began to suckle the child. 
She sat down for a long time on top of a hill, likely enough so 
she could see far away, for she was afraid that she might be slain by 
the Sioux. Soon, as she looked, she saw a large number of people 
marching toward her. As she walked down on the other side of the 
hill, she had already been seen. Just as soon as the woman was out 
of sight, she ran, carrying her little child on her back. And when she 
once came running fast, there were some buffaloes lying. And at this 
time, it is said, the woman was exhausted from running. She was 
unable to run at full speed, so she fell down. 
She ceased knowing what she did for a little while. Some time 
later when she regained her senses, lo! she was again lying in the very 
center of a buffalo herd. Huge buffaloes were lying on each side of 
her as she lay. Likewise one toward her feet, also another toward 
her head, and in all directions. Where they were lying was only in a 
little space. They surely were lying about very thickly, it is said. 
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