THE WOLF-WARRIOR. 385 
see before me; although I am old I eat a little of this root and it makes 
me strong so that I can walk a long distance without growing weary. 
You can take the root, powder it fine, mix the root with white clay so 
that it will become dust, and when you are on the war-path and are very 
tired, take the pounded root and snuff it up your nose, and the tired 
feeling will go from you and you can travel fast. When you go home kill 
a wolf and make you a robe; then kill two more wolves and have moc- 
casins made; have the front paws upon your moccasins, the hind paws 
back on your heels. Always wear the moccasins and wolf robe when you 
are on the war-path and want to travel fast. Do as I have told you and 
you shall become a great warrior and you shall have long life.”’ 
The man answered the Wolf, saying: ‘‘My father, you are a wonder- 
ful being. Tirawa watches over you and has given you long life. Give 
me long life, my father; make me a great warrior and I will keep the 
things you have told me. I will always have my tobacco bag filled with 
- sumach leaves mixed with tobacco, so that I can smoke to you.”” The 
Wolf then said: ‘‘My son, lie down by me to-night. JI am dying of old 
age; by the time the sun comes up and looks upon me I shall be dead. 
When I am dead, cut my nose and then cut a strip up the scalp about 
the length of the forefinger to the wrist. This you must dry and wear 
upon your scalp-lock, for this nose shall be my spirit, and if you keep it 
you shall live to be old and you shall not die until your skin is wrinkled 
and you have only a few hairs left upon your head. Then give these 
things to your children and tell them about me, so that they will take 
care of my things.’’ The man sat down and the Wolf began to howl 
again and raised his head towards the heavens. As he kept on howling, 
the man listened and he heard a song. He heard it so plainly that he 
could sing the song: 
Often when the sun is high, 
Then I despise myself. 
This song was to belong to the man, for he was to get old like the Wolf. 
The Wolf kept on howling, and that night the man lay down by the 
Wolf. As darkness came on, the Wolf crawled nearer to the man and 
sat down by him, and so the Wolf and the man slept side by side. The 
Wolf’s power was transferred to the man through the medium of a dream. 
Towards morning, when the first morning star, ‘“‘ Wolf-Star,”’ came up, 
the Wolf sat up and gave one big howl, then lay down again. At dawn 
the man awoke and saw that the Wolf was still sleeping. He sat up, 
faced the east, and waited for the sun to come up from the horizon. As 
its first ray shot across the land, the Wolf lifted up its head and looked 
