160 THE ¢EGIHA LANGUAGE—MYTHS, STORIES, AND LETTERS. 
Again the Buffalo-woman said, ‘‘O younger sister, go for him.” And when she went 
for him, she did not find him. ‘O elder sister, there is none,” said she. “Why! it 
is indeed hateful! You must have passed close by him,” said the Buffalo-woman. 
And again one went thither. “O elder sister, I have not found him,” she said. Again 
one went thither. Again she did not find him. Again one went thither. ‘O elder 
sister, I have not found him,” she said. ‘You are indeed hateful! You have inva- 
riably gone beyond him. Stop! I will go for him,” said the Buffalo-woman. ‘“ Let 
me see! have I not found him?” said she (or, “I will see if I cannot find him”). 
And she arrived there. ‘They have been coming for you regularly. Why have you 
staid here?” said she. ‘Nevertheless, hardly any one has come for me. I was sit- 
ting as Iam,” said the man. And she went back with him. Behold, the woman’s 
sisters were four; the fifth was she who had gone to marry him. And they made 
room for her. They made a lodge for her by itself. Those who were her younger 
sisters were the only ones with her. At length it was morning. His grandmother 
said as follows (meaning her grandchild): ‘I have heated stones for your father, in 
order to take a sweat-bath with him.” And her daughter’s husband took a sweat-bath 
with her. And the Buffalo-bulls that came to make a weight for holding down the 
sides of the tent, were eight. And when his wife’s mother pushed at the stones, they 
were that size. And when she pushed at them again, they were that size. The third 
time that she pushed at them, they became that high very suddenly. And when she 
pushed at them again, the stones were just as large as the lodge. The Buffalo-bulls 
having made the tent-skin double up on itself by leaning on it, and the man having 
changed himself into a fine feather, he blew off the fine feather very suddenly. He 
had gone (ere the old woman made the stones large) right into the fold of the tent- 
skin. The aged Buffalo-woman said, ‘‘O daughter’s husband, have you become some- 
what accustomed to the heat?” ‘Yes, O wife’s mother,” said he. And a long while 
elapsed. ‘O daughter’s husband, how is it?” said the aged Buffalo-woman. She 
hoped that he was killed by heat, so she questioned him. ‘O wife’s mother,” said 
he, “I am sitting just as I was.” And when he sat for a while, she said, ““O daugh- 
ter’s husband, how is it?” ‘O wife’s mother, I am sitting just as I was. I am not 
perspiring in the least.” At length the aged Buffalo-woman grew impatient of the 
heat; she had nearly caused herself to die from the heat. ‘I am very impatient of the 
heat; undo that for me,” she said. When they pulled it off for her, she came in sight 
again (7. é., in the open air, her native element). Without stopping, the aged Buffalo- 
woman had already fainted. When this one, her daughter’s husband, came back in 
sight, he was not perspiring in the least. ‘Why! even though I have taken a sweat- 
bath, I am impatient of the cold,” he said. His wife said as follows: “You do not 
perspire in the least; the old woman, on the other hand, has fainted from the heat.” 
“Nevertheless, I am impatient of the cold,” said he. At length his wife’s mother 
revived. Having recovered, his wife’s mother went on the morrow for all of the 
women (?) The Buffalo-calf said as follows: “Why! O father, you must look around 
for my mother and recognize your own.” This one and her younger sisters had but 
one face; they were all beautiful women, yet they had but one face, as regards beauty. 
And they finished with them; they caused all to paint themselves; they made them 
stand. ‘They made them stand in a row; they caused them to push themselves 
around (7. ¢., to push one another around), as they did not wish him to recognize his 
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