MICHELSON. ] ORIGIN OF THE WHITE BUFFALO DANCE. 119 
When it was said, ‘A grizzly bear has been seen,’ that father of yours 
used to say ‘ Now, I had desire to go somewhere and fall down where I 
may perish miserably. Because there is no chance for me to live, 
surely it is going to kill me,’ he used to say. Then he took sick, ‘I am 
very happy,’ he said. ‘Surely now I am going to die,’ he said to me, 
‘so that my son will not kill me,’ he said. ‘As for my son, I do not 
hate him; he, my son, hates me; but in spite of it, [love him myself. 
Even if my son (said), “I shall now club you to death,” even if he 
said that to me, ‘All right,” I would tell him willmgly. Again, if he 
sprang out from ambush at me, I should not think of killing him. I 
truly love him,’ he used to say. That is all,’ she said. 
“O, yes. Itis very good what I have heard from you, mother, but 
we must now build (a wickiup); we must have a long lodge for our 
dwelling, and it must be away from here. We must not build it here 
in the same spot,’ he said to his mother. 
Then he began building. He was helped by his mother. 
He was very handsome, a nice-looking man, in fact he was exceed- 
ingly beautiful. 
After they had completed (the building), he went away; he just 
walked around hunting. Soon while he was sitting down for some 
time, he saw a cedar. When he looked closely at it, lo! it was a flute. 
He picked it up. ‘‘ Well, I saw this when it was being sounded,” he 
thought. Then he went away, taking it along. Lo! here also was a 
red stone pipe on top of a rock. The pipestem was decorated with 
feathers. He looked at and he recognized it. 
“Well, this is with what I am to live,” he thought, for it was very 
pretty. He picked it up. After picking it up he went away. 
When he came to a high steep hill where there was a view, as far 
as he could see, (he saw) something sparkling there. ‘‘I declare! 
what, pray, is that yonder,” he thought. Soon, ‘Now, I shall just 
go over and look at it,” he thought. He went over there rapidly, for 
he desired to see it. All the while it sparkled just the same. When 
he came close, it looked the same (as before); when he came much 
closer it stopped sparkling. ‘‘My! pray what is it?” he thought. It 
only looked dark. Then it is said when he came close he recognized 
it. Lo! it was a stone which looked very dark. He came up to it. 
On top of it a sacred pack was spread out. He halted and stood a 
little way from it. He first looked at it very closely. “Well, this 
must be what I dreamed of,” he thought. He went close to examine 
it. It was the same thing. The rock was all the while black as 
charcoal. He climbed up on top by crawling. Then he started to 
fasten it together. He tied it up just as he saw it when he had a 
vision of it. After he tied it up it looked exactly like that. ‘Well, 
this is the sacred pack,” he thought. 
