MICHELSON. ] ORIGIN OF THE WHITE BUFFALO DANCE, nays) 
Those who worried over us are these you see here, the ones serving 
as ceremonial attendants of this household. So they must be the 
ones who are fooled by him. Because it may be that he is merely 
always talking, is what my son is thought of, and is why he is thought 
nothing of. Now he is remembered,” the old woman said. 
Then it is said they went home ‘They were not given a favorable 
reply of any kind by him. Somewhere yonder they met the party 
and they narrated to them what they had been told by the old 
woman. ‘But he did not say anything to us. He did not talk at 
all to us. Oh, moreover, he did not speak evilly at all tous. As he 
always did was what he did. It was only his mother whose word 
fell badly. That was all she said. That we did not wait for them 
was what the old woman mentioned.” 
He was cheered by those young men. 
Then, it is said, again his son was stronger They turned back. 
He was proud and already thought his son was well. Then (the 
chief) was addressed by his son: “Now, father, if I ever get well 
going yonder, | shall always stay wherever they live. I shall never 
be gone from there, and you must treat them well. Now, just 
lately, perhaps really you have not thought of them in any way. 
May be as soon as I was made well, you ceased thinking anything 
more of them, though he made us extremely happy. It was prob- 
ably only he that made me well,” he said to his father. ‘“ Now when 
we are returning, I feel well. I am willing to go in the direction we 
are going.” 
Then it is said when they had nearly come close to that place, he 
became more (sick). Then it is said the men carried him along on 
a litter Yonder it was when they had one more move to make 
that he died. The next day was very hot, yet they took the one 
who died. When they came close to the place he smelt very badly, 
yet they carried him. When they arrived there, the chief went 
rapidly, straight to where the one who had the sacred pack lived. 
He was there. The former went in very good-naturedly. ‘“ Now, 
my friend, my grandfather, | have come again to beseech you. The 
same one, my son, died coming hither. At a place from whence 
we could reach here easily, was where he died. I pray you to bring 
him back to life. That you would believe me, I thought. You are 
the only person I know that could bring him back to life. So I thus 
beseech you,” he said to him. 
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