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fast, she saw at the top of the opening a man, an enemy, peeping down 
and looking at her. She sat and watched the enemy. He crawled from 
the lodge, then dug in the side of the lodge. She kept running around, 
until she went to the fire and poured water over it, so that the fire went 
out. After a while her husband came. She told him about the enemy. 
The young man accused his wife of having her lover around. The 
next day the young man went to the timber and gathered a lot of 
dried willows and some dry grass. This he took to his lodge. He 
placed the dry wood by the entrance. That evening the young man 
hid in the lodge, and allowed his wife to remain in the lodge as before. 
When it became dark, the enemy came and looked through the open- 
ing he had made the night before. The enemy then walked to the en- 
trance and found the entrance open. So he walked in. The husband 
then arose from his hiding place. He caught the enemy from behind, 
so that he held his arms. The woman took the grass and willow limbs 
and threw them upon the hot coals, so that there was a big blaze. She 
then went out and screamed, “My man has an enemy in our lodge!” 
The men ran into the lodge, and there was the young man, holding on 
to the enemy. The enemy was overpowered, and a seat was given him. 
The man had long hair. His face was painted. Bunches of medi- 
cine were tied upon his head. On his right arm was tied a rattlesnake 
skin. On his left arm was tied the shell of a turtle. The tail was 
upon it. The man made signs and said: “Next month, all of you 
people will be killed by the southern tribe of Indians. You make fun 
of me, but it is true. I came to capture a woman.” ‘The man was 
then taken to the Awaho bundle’s lodge. There they had singing. In 
a few days the man was placed upon a scaffold of four ash timbers, and 
his hands and feet were tied with strong buffalo strings. He was left 
upon the scaffold to die, but the man was a wonderful man, for he 
shook his arms and the strings became loose. The people saw it, and 
they tied him again. Every time the man shook his arms he broke 
loose. One of the old priests was selected to stab the man to death. 
The man was left upon the scaffold, and his body dried. 
One night as the medicine-men were having their ceremony this 
man who had been put upon the scaffold came into the lodge. All the 
medicine-men ran out of the lodge. Word was sent to the man who 
was the keeper of the wonderful robe* He went into the lodge and 
found the dead man lying upon a buffalo robe. The man wrapped 
the dead man in the robe and packed him to the river. He threw him 
into the river, saying, “You wonderful man, I throw you into the river, 
*The tribal medicine of the Arikara. 
