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at all.’ 'Really! venerable man, it may be very desirable I may 
witness you. I too walk hunting,’ said Haxige. ‘Yes, it is so. 
You can see me perform,’ said the buzzard. ‘Yet, venerable 
man, I will hear from you how you do every one of the deeds,’ 
said Haxige tempting him. ‘You shall gaze on me,’ said the 
buzzard. Singing his song, he danced saying, 
Heke tako, heke heke tako. 
‘Well, venerable man, if it be always just so it looks very nice 
to me. Venerable man, how do you usually perform it ? I 
wish to hear the whole of it from you,’ said Haxige. ‘I said that 
when I reached there this time I will perform the cure. There 
are four peaks which are flat on top. When I reach the fourth, 
they usually come thither for me. . . . They put me in a 
robe and they carry me on if. When I get there this time, I 
wilt say, “Let the water stand hot. When I heat two irons red- 
hot and press them repeatedly against the wounds, they will 
live.’ 
The following is the Winnebago account. 
“Holy One heard some one singing and when he got nearer 
he saw that the singer was chopping wood. Holy One went to 
an old burnt stump and blackened his face. Then he approached 
the singer and noticed that it was an old woman. She was 
singing : 
‘Chiefs, O ye chiefs!’ 
Holy One approached and said, ‘Grandmother, why are you 
saying that ?’ ‘Oh,’ said the old woman, ‘grandson, are you 
Holy One ?’ 
‘No, grandmother, I am not Holy One. I suppose he has 
cried himself to death by this time.’ Then said the old woman, 
‘Grandson, the two sons of the chief have been shot with arrows 
and I am chopping wood for them.’ ‘Grandmother,’ said Holy 
One, 'what are they going to do about it ?’ ‘Grandson, are you 
Holy One?’ ‘Don’t be foolish, grandmother. I have been 
1 J. O. Dorsey, ibid., p. 240. 
