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pounded corn and tallow. A few days after, the Sioux attacked our 
village and again I counted coup and also struck the enemy. I had an 
easy time in battle; I think it was because of the sufferings I went 
through in the ceremony. I danced the sun dance many times after 
that, but always suffered, for the old medicine-men had died and young 
men took their places. 
(2. THE CRUCIFIED ENEMY.* 
Many years ago there stood a village made of earth-lodges. In 
the village there were some people who wanted to go on a buffalo hunt. 
They were mostly young men and young women. The older people 
were left in the village. After many days the enemy were seen in the 
distance. 
The old people who remained in the village were somewhat con- 
fused and frightened. When the enemy approached, the men marched 
out and fought them desperately. Finally the people of the village re- 
treated. They all got inside of their lodges. The men stood by their 
doors, fighting the enemy. In one of the lodges sat an old man. He 
was putting on his medicine paint and costumes. After he had finished 
he went out, having a gourd in his hand, but no weapon. He went on 
top of the lodge and sang some of his most sacred songs, that there 
might come aid from some of the gods. When the enemy saw him they 
were much amazed, and very much afraid of him. Some one said that 
he knew the old medicine-man, and that they could not do anything 
to him, for he was a medicine-man who had the power to mesmerize. 
So they all ran, crying: “We can not do anything with him! Hurry 
on, before he works on us!” ‘The old man ran behind them. One 
young man on the enemy’s side was wounded and brought into the 
village. He was taken into the medicine-lodge, and they all saw him. 
He had been one of the bravest men, and had all kinds of medicines 
on his head and around his neck. Finally it was agreed that he should 
be tied up to a wooden cross and be placed outside of the village. They 
did this, and the man died. After a while he lost all of his flesh, but 
the bones were left on the cross. 
Many young men used to go outside of the village near the cross 
to play at games. One day while they were playing, the bones of the 
man on the cross fell to the ground, rose up and ran toward the village. 
Everybody ran away, because of the ghost. The ghost ran toward the 
medicine-lodge and ran inside, but no one would go in, for everyone 
*Told by Hawk. 
