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the Scalped-Man should be caught; for the Scalped-Man had not been 
really scalped, but had been wounded a little on the top of his head, 
and so he had stayed away from the people and had become accustomed 
to stay by himself. The friend of the Scalped-Man was afraid that if 
the people found out that the Scalped-Man had done all the killing 
and capturing of the ponies he would be looked upon as a coward, 
for he was now a chief for having done all his great acts. So this man 
invited a lot of men in the night and told them that it was his intention 
that morning to go out and capture a Scalped-Man who dwelt in the 
Bad Lands; that this Scalped-Man was the one who was assisting him 
to get the ponies and kill people. The men in the village thought this 
very wrong and did not want to do it. But the man was determined. 
The next morning the people went out. They surrounded the 
bank where the Scalped-Man lived and the man went into his cave; 
but the Scalped-Man was gone, for as they were holding their meeting 
in the night the Scalped-Man had come to the man’s lodge to listen to 
the council that they were having, for each night when the man was 
home, the Scalped-Man watched around his lodge to see if he would 
betray him. At this particular council the Scalped-Man had listened 
to all their plans about catching him. So when the Scalped-Man re- 
turned into his cave that night he picked up his things, moved them 
away from that country to some other place, so that after that, when 
the men went out to capture this Scalped-Man he was gone. The 
Scalped-Man was never seen any more. 
62. THE SCALPED-MAN.* 
In olden times there were certain men who went upon the war-path. 
Scouts were sent ahead, and when the scouts came back they brought 
word that they had seen a mysterious being. The thing was dressed in 
coyote hide and had crawled around, but finally had stood up and 
walked away. The scouts said that they had watched the man and that 
he had disappeared in the side of a steep bank. The leading warrior 
said: “If that being is a Scalped-Man we will go and find him. If 
he has any power we want to receive it. If he can tell us where the 
enemy are we want him to tell it.” So the party went to the bank and 
hunted and hunted. They could find no place; but one man saw a dry 
root hanging on the side of the bank. This root he pulled and a mud 
door fell; and there was the entrance to the place where the strange 
being lived. 
*Told by Antelope. 
