118 THE MYTHOLOGY OF THE WICHITA. 
Corn-Meal-Boy asked his grandfather to go to the place where they 
were killing buffalo and get him some tripe; but the old man cried, 
and said that some one might cut his hands. He still wanted his grand- 
father to go, and so he went over to where they were butchering, just 
as a tripe was cut open. So the old man got hold of it, and some one 
cut both of his hands, bored a hole in his cheek, and tied a string 
through it. The boy heard his grandfather coming, and when he ar- 
rived he saw that his grandfather was badly cut. Corn-Meal-Boy 
stepped out to the water, dived in, and came out of the water a fine- 
looking man, and he had on a war-bonnet and carried a club, called 
“short-club” (haksteeneka). He went toward the village, yelling and 
hooting, and going to every place where there were chiefs living, and 
as he came to each chief’s home he used his club to pound on the door, 
‘saying that he had made all the powers for them to become chiefs; 
that he had been abused many times, but had never felt badly over it, 
but the time had come when the had to feel badly over the way his 
grandfather was treated. He went from one place to another, pounding 
on the doors of all the chiefs’ homes; though he did not go where 
Young-Man-Chief lived, for he alone had always treated him well. 
When going through the village, Corn-Meal-Boy heard Young-Man- 
Chief talking, and saying to himself, “That is just what I always 
thought about Corn-Meal-Boy.” After going all through the village 
he went on to where the buffalo were being killed. Everybody saw 
him coming with a club, and they were afraid of him. He spoke to the 
people, saying: “I have given the men powers to become chiefs. If 
it had not been for me they could never have been chiefs. On the war- 
path I would show up before attacking the enemy and give you men an 
easy time.’”’ Corn-Meal-Boy met the Coyote, who called him “friend,” 
as he was accustomed to do with his friends, but he hit the Coyote in 
his ribs with the club, and took his knife and cut the man who had cut 
his grandfather, bored a hole in his cheek, and tied a string through it. 
He then returned to his home. The old folks told him that theirs was 
no place for a fine-looking man such as he to come to—not knowing 
that he was Corn-Meal-Boy. He went in, sat down, held his head down, 
and held his club in his hand. When the people and chiefs found this 
out, one after another of the chiefs came with pipe, expecting him to 
forgive them for what the man had done to his grandfather, but every 
one failed to get him to accept the pipe, and he emptied their pipes right 
in front of him. He wanted his friend, Young-Man-Chief, to come and 
offer him his pipe, which, when he did, he accepted. Then each of the 
chiefs went over to Young-Man-Chief with his-tobacco and asked him 
