494 THE (EGIUA LANGUAGE—MYTHS, STORIES, AND LETTERS. 
TRANSLATION. 
I think of you to-day, when Sunday is over (7. e.,0n Monday). There is no news, 
yet I make a letter to you. We are thinking of what we have made from the land 
which we work, and which you knew when you departed. What we planted is very 
good. All the vegetables which we planted are abundant. I hope that you may do 
well in the land in which you dwell, whatever kind of land it may be. I hope that 
you may have a great abundance of the vegetables which you plant. I hope that 
when you receive this letter, you will send one back to me very soon. I desire you to 
tell me how you are getting along in the land. A long time ago you used to send me 
letters; but since your removal, you have not sent me any. I hope that your family 
is doing very well. I hope that the children are doing very well. Iam thinking much 
about them this very day. I think of all the Ponkas. I have many of them for friends, 
some I have for relations, and some, too, for younger brothers. And I hope that my 
child, Wagia®-ma%ze, is doing very well. A person died here the other week. The 
young man was named, Heqaga-jiiga. My household is doing very well; no one is 
sick. I sit thinking, ‘‘The Ponka people were truly good, and their departure was 
hard!” Some of these people with whom we dwell are very bad. They do not leave 
us any horses. It is difficult for us to do anything to them; in vain are we angry. 
We are very poor. The Winnebagos took four of our best working-horses yesterday. 
I hope that you will send mea letter soon. I have employed a very honest man, so he 
makes a letter for me. Last spring when the grass was tall I was among the Dakotas. 
I reached the Yanktons. They gave us seventy horses. If I had a child, a boy, in 
this land it would be very good for me. If he helped me in working it would be very 
good forme. I think that I should have brought one back when I went to see you. 
When I saw the land in which you used to dwell, it was such as causes sorrow. I was 
sad, thinking how I used to see you when you dwelt in that land. I thought that I 
would not be apt to see you soon, therefore I was sad. When I saw the paths which 
you used to go along, I was sad. At last you have forgotten your land. I saw all the 
Dakotas who were in the land where you used to dwell. But they have gone back to 
the up-river country. : 
MACTI”-A*SA TO NA‘A’BI. 
September 30, 1878. 
Udatqti ma*b¢i”. Ca™ eddda” wa¢dte k& angijii b¢iga tda®: 
Very good IT walk. Now what food the we planted all good; 
(col. ob.) them 
wamitske cti ida”, Akiasta dtiba ab¢i”. Ki i’tca™ wajit‘a® té‘di wawakegai. 
wheat too good, stack four T have. And now when cornis atthe we are sick. 
maturing 
S wala . Send ~ Tee: . se 
Ki Wactce t’é, Heqdga-jin’ga t’é Ki maja” ké e‘a™ ida” ma*hni™ yi, 
And Wacence dead, Hequga-jiiga dead. And land the how good you walk if, 
reaper, Yate y i 
and‘a® ka™b¢a. Ca” e‘a” tida® ké tida™ ma*hni™ yi'cté and‘a® ka b¢a. 
T hear it I wish. In fact how good the (ob.) good you walk evenif TJ hear it I wish. 
. . , . oe. . wv LY, . , vy vy ILE / = < 
Awa" ¢itati, tida%qti naji”i ha. Ki wisi¢é te, éceta” waqi"ha ga¢a" dixe. 
Woe work, very good it stands : And Iremem- when, from then letter - that Imake. 
ber you till now 
