282 . THE ORIGIN OF MEDICINE CEREMONIES OR POWER. 
in the ground where the loop of the sinew string will be. Lay a piece of 
stick across, and place the bait on there. When the fox bites the bait it 
will get caught and will swing in the air.”” The old woman went out and 
fixed the trap as she had been directed by the boy. Then they went 
home. Burnt-Belly could not sleep, for he was thinking of his trap. 
Early on the next morning he went to the trap and there was the fox. 
‘The fox swung up and down, so that the boy jumped around as he tried 
to pull it down. At last he caught the end of its tail and went up and 
down with the fox. Finally, the hairs came out of its tail and the boy 
fell to the ground. As he stood up, some one struck him on the side of 
the head and said: ‘‘Get out of my way! This is my red fox. I am 
going to kill it and take it to the chief’s tipi, and I shall marry the chief’s 
daughter.’’ The boy looked at the hair in his hand and he found that 
he had the whole hide of the red fox. He was satisfied, and went home. 
The man who had struck him was Crow-Feathers. As Burnt-Belly 
entered the lodge of his grandmother he said: ‘‘Grandmother, I have 
here the red fox. Crow-Feathers tried to take it away from me, but I 
have it here.’’ The old woman took the fox hide and hung it up on the 
grass-lodge. 
Crow-Feathers took his fox home, and when the chief saw it he was 
glad, and gave his daughter to Crow-Feathers. The fox was tied to a 
long pole and the pole was set in the ground. Each day the people went 
to Crow-Feathers’ tipi to see the fox. As the people came near the fox 
the hair came off from it, and it fell to the ground. The hairs were not 
red, but of a bluish color. The people said: ‘‘ Why, the fox is not red.” 
Still the buffalo did not come anywhere near the village, but the boy had 
his bow and arrows and ring. Each day his grandmother rolled the ring 
and he shot at it, and there would always be a buffalo lying in the place 
where the ring fell. The old man would skin the buffalo and the old 
woman would jerk it and dry it, throwing nothing away. Crow-Feathers 
was married to the chief’s daughter. Everybody talked about it, for the 
people were hungry and they looked to Crow-Feathers to help them in 
some way. 
One day Burnt-Belly said: ‘‘Grandmother, take a roll of pemmican 
and go and visit the chief’s tipi. Sit down at the entrance and when you 
get tired, arise and drop the pemmican. The people will see it, and the 
chief will see it, and he will call you back. When he calls you back and 
wants to know what the thing is, tell him that it is a piece of fat, with 
which you grease the boy’s eyes.”’ Burnt-Belly went off, knowing that 
his grandmother would go to the chief’s tipi. The old woman did asshe 
was told, and when she dropped the pemmican, the people were aston- 
