MY FIRST BUFFALO HUNT. 467 
ma” ciadiqti éde, aka”ta’. Ki itdidi aké wahtta"¢i" hahada® qti édega®™ 
very tall but, I tied her. And my father the (sub.) gun very light ae 80 
a¢i™i. B¢fze ga” &di b¢é. E’di pf yi'ji ye-ntiga aké cka”’ aji naji” aka. 
had it. Itookit and there Iwent. There Lar- when, buffalobull the motionless was standing. 
rived (sub.) 
Ki nikaci*ga aké é'di pi yi, gi¢éqtia’-bi af. Waji’-pibdji ye-ntiga aka. 
And man the there Iar- when, that he wasvery said. Was savage buffalo bull the 
(sub.) rive glad (sub.). 
Nu ak&é ma” fkide ¢é¢ai, ki nan’ka ké'di ti. Gan’yi wednaxféai. 
Man the arrow shot at him suddenly and back onthe wounded And he attacked us. 
(sub.) with, a 
Can’ge waéag¢i" ak& diba™ ua™siqti did¢ai, gan pe a™an¢ i¢é¢ai. pe-nuiga 
Horse I sat on the one four times leaping far had gone, had thrown me sud- Buftalo bail 
which denly. 
aka ubfackaqtci atii yi, yig¢idaca” a¢ai. Wakide bé¢i‘a did¢ai. Aki 
the very close to had when, turning himself he went. To shoot at I failed hehad Treached 
(sub.) come around him gone. home 
yi, i”na*ha aka i*dadi fhusa aka yi aki. Can’ge ta™ ma™ze-¢ahe u¢dha 
when, mymother the my father was scolding him when Ireached Horse the bridle sticking 
(30 home. to him 
ki té‘di, fbaha"i té a”a™¢ i¢é¢ai té. Irdadi aké fa-baji‘qti iqa g¢i™i 
reached when, she knewit sent me off suddenly the. My father the notspeakingat laughing sat. 
home (sub.) all 
\Le-nuga ¢i" boiate a, ai. Gan’ ‘ee i¢4a-maji. 
Buffalo Bi an) Rhu st ed 1 anid id not acl 
NOTE. 
This occurred when Frank was about twelve years old, say, in 1856. 
TRANSLATION. 
I went three times on the buffalo hunt. When I was there the first time, I was 
small; therefore I did not shoot at the buffaloes. But I used to take care of the pack- 
horses for those who surrounded the herd. When they surrounded the herd at the 
very first, I spoke of shooting at the buffaloes. But my father said, ‘Perhaps the 
horse might throw you suddenly, and then the buffalo might gore you.” And I was 
in a bad humor. My father went with me to the hill. We sat and looked on them 
when they attacked the buffaloes. And notwithstanding my father talked to me, I 
continued there without talking to him. At length one man was coming directly 
towards the tents in pursuit of a buffalo bull. And the buffalo bull was savage. He 
attacked the man now and then. ‘Come! go thither,” said my father. I tied a lariat 
on a large red mare that was very tall. And taking a very light gun which my father 
had, I went thither. When I arrived there the buffalo bull was standing motionless. 
The man said that he was very glad that I had come. The buffalo bull was savage. 
The man shot suddenly at him with a bow and wounded him on the back. And then 
he attacked us. The horse on which I was seated leaped very far four times, and had 
gone off, throwing me suddenly. When the buffalo bull had come very close he wheeled 
around and departed. So I failed to shoot at him before he went. I reached home 
just as my mother was scolding my father about me. When the horse reached home 
with the bridle sticking to it, she knew that I had been thrown. My father said noth- 
ing at all, but sat laughing. Addressing me, he said, “Did you kill the buffalo bull?” 
And I did not speak, 
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