122 THE MYTHOLOGY OF THE WICHITA. 
matter with him. Little-Big-Belly-Boy replied that it had been re- 
vealed to him that somebody would come and carry him off. The Liber- 
tine stepped out and showed Little-Big-Belly-Boy what he could do, 
taking his arrows and bow and shooting at the tree in front of the 
lodge. The arrow went clear through the tree; but the boy told the 
Libertine that that was not force enough, for this person who was 
coming to carry him off had greater powers than he. The Libertine 
comforted the boy, and told him that he would in some way protect him. 
It happened that while the boy was out playing, he ran in, telling 
the Libertine that his enemy was coming. The Libertine stepped out, 
and saw it coming like a cloud, from the north; it was a large bird, 
called Sun-Buzzard* (Aitskadarwiya). It had wings, tail, and head, 
and small, sharp flint stones all over its body. Its bill was like a sharp 
stone, so that nothing would go through it. The Libertine stepped 
out and the bird lit on the tree and the Libertine with bow and arrows 
shot at it four times, but failed to send any of his arrows through it. 
After the shooting of all of his arrows the furious bird came down, put 
the Libertine on its back and took him in the direction it had come from. 
It went a long way, and the Libertine saw great water at the place 
where they were going to. They finally came to a small island, where 
the Sun-Buzzard had his nest on a high tree, into which it threw the 
Libertine. Then it passed on toward the east to some other place. 
The Libertine saw under the tree many human skulls and bones. This 
showed that the Sun-Buzzard had made a business of carrying off 
people and throwing them into its nest. When the Libertine was 
thrown into the nest the young ones kept picking at him. He at once 
took one of the young ones and asked it whose child it was, and the 
young bird said it was the child of Cold-Weather-followed-by-Blizzard 
(Kitshasiyarni hasanaaxqua), so he threw it down and killed it. He 
took up another and asked it whose child it was, and it answered that 
it was the child of Nice-clear-Weather (Otshasihiniton sakatsasasaca), 
and so he put it down, saying that it was a good child. He took up an- 
other and asked the same question, and the young child replied that 
he was the child of Hard-Rain-followed-by-Hard-Wind (Kitsasaa 
kossasaniwaa), and so the Libertine threw it down and killed it. He 
picked up the last one and asked it whose child it was, and it answered 
that it was the child of Foggy-Day (Hassquawe). This was the 
weather everybody liked, and so he set the young one back again. 
These were the names of the parents of the children: Cold-Weather- 
followed-by-Blizzard, Nice-clear-Weather, Hard-Rain-followed-by- 
*Literally, a Buzzard who dwells in the intense heat in the darkness at the back of the sun. 
