78 TRUE STORIES OF THE HEAVENLY BEINGS. 
roll up the tree, the yelling and hallooing began. White-Spot-on-Fore- 
head yelled, ‘‘The smoke will not reach the top. ’” The smoke rolled up 
the tree, went over the fork, and came down on the other side of the 
tree, and as the smoke scattered at the base of the tree, the boy’s people 
made a rush at the others. The boy jumped at his bow and arrows, and 
was about to shoot at White-Spot-on-Forehead, when the bull said: 
“‘Not yet, give me another chance; to-morrow we drink out of the pond, 
and whoever fails to drink all the water out of the pond shall be killed.” 
The boy said, ‘‘All right.’’ When the boy went home the old bull said: 
“T will help you; White-Spot-on-Forehead will drink first, and he will 
drink all the water in the pond; then he will blow the water all back in 
the pond. Take these horns I give you. When your turn comes, you 
must put your arms into the water, holding a hornin each hand. These 
horns will suck up most of the water, so you will not be obliged to drink 
too much water.”’ The next morning the Buffalo came together around 
the pond. White-Spot-on-Forehead was the first to drink from the 
pond. He drank all the water, leaving only mud-water. The Buffalo 
threw up the water, and the pond was filled again. There was great 
rejoicing on his side. The boy went to the pond with the buffalo horns, 
one in each hand. He knelt down on his knees and put his arms into 
the water. His hands touched the bottom of the pond. The boy seemed 
to drink the water, but the horns sucked up most of it. The boy 
seemed to drink all of the water, for the pond was made dry. There was 
now great rejoicing on the boy’s side. As soon as the boy had thrown 
up all the water, he jumped back, took his bow and arrows and tried 
to kill White-Spot-on-Forehead. White-Spot-on-Forehead begged for 
another chance, and said: ‘‘To-morrow we select runners from our sides, 
and there will be a race.’’ The boy agreed. 
Seven runners were selected on each side; three were short-distance 
runners and four were long-distance runners. The old bull selected six 
Buffalo on his side, and the boy made the seventh. These Buffalo 
went north for a long distance to the starting place. They went over 
several hills until the Buffalo could not see the racers. For a long time 
the Buffalo watched, and all at once a great shout was heard. All the 
Buffalo looked, and there were the runners coming over a hill. When 
the runners came over the second hill, White-Spot-on-Forehead’s side 
gave a great shout, saying, ‘‘All our runners are in the lead.” This was 
true, for all of the boy’s partners were behind, and the boy was the last 
to come over the hill. The boy had on his yellow robe and also wore 
his buckskin leggings. As the running Buffalo came to a long stretch 
of valley the boy lifted his robe over his shoulders, and then took the 
