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pulling her up by her belt which it had caught on its horns. In this wise 
it fled. All the buffalo fled. His little sister was carried off, weeping afar 
as she disappeared from sight. 
Then that Wisahketchahk pretended to cry, just as if he were lament- 
ing the young woman, and ran off yonder, thinking, *T had better not get 
One-Leg angry at me!” and acting as if he were going in pursuit of the 
woman, but really making off in flight, fleeing from One-Leg. 
One-Leg stayed there. He mourned greatly for his little sister. When 
he had passed the extreme of desolation at her absence, he built a high 
and great wooden house. He finished it, and then made arrows; at last 
he had many quivers all full. 
Then, “Let me go in pursuit of my little sister,” he thought, and set 
out, following the trail of the buffalo. 
Although it was a long time since they had passed, yet he trailed 
them with ease. Presently, when he had gone a long ways, he saw a large 
lake. And there was an island, and on it were many buffalo. When he 
looked at them, he saw the white buffalo. He hid. At last he came to the 
lake, and lay down by the shore of the lake. 
“Now, let that upon which I blow continue to turn into ice!” he said. 
He blew upon the water: half of the way across it turned into ice. He 
blew on it again : all the way to the other shore it was ice. 
He flung himself on the ground, saying, “Let me turn into a mouse!” 
Then he ran off, running over the ice. He reached the other side.- 
There he rose upright again. Then there where always the beasts went to 
drink, there he hid, lying among the trees, thinking, “Perhaps my little 
sister will come here to fetch water,” for he meant to try and see his little 
sister. Presently he saw the white buffalo and by its head, as it sat there, 
sat his little sister, his little sister, closely guarded. Then he feared to go 
where she was, and thought, “I wonder how I can manage to see her from 
close by!” 
As he lay there, presently there came a weasel. 
He said to it, “Come here!” 
It came to where he was. 
“What is it?” 
“Do you go close up to these buffalo?” 
“Yes.” 
“Then help me. Tell no one that I am here. If you can manage it, 
tell my little sister to come here,” he told it. 
“Dear me, dear me!” it said; “That is difficult! Your little sister is 
closely guarded. Unhappy is your sister,” it told him; “But at any rate, 
I will try. But he does not like anyone to come near,” it told him. 
So it set out, that weasel, running about here, there, and everywhere, 
between and under, through the buffalo country, trying to reach that 
woman. At last, when it had got near, already it had been seen by the 
white buffalo. So, when the other came toward it, it fled. Then it went 
to One-Leg. 
It said to him, “It is difficult. I could not reach your little sister. 
I too fear the white buffalo,” it said; “As soon as it saw me, it came for 
me,” it said to him; “It is a difficult thing!” it said to him. 
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