There stood he for whom they mourned.

The dead man again took his place among those who sat beside the household fire.
Tears of grief were shed no more--food was given to Ahaktah, and when he was refreshed he thus addressed his wondering family:-- "While you were weeping for me, my spirit was on its way to the great city where our fathers, who have taught us all the wonders of our sacred medicine, of Haokah the giant, and of the Thunder bird, are now living.
Twice has the sun ceased to shine since I left you, and in that short time I have seen many strange things.

First, I passed through a beautiful country; the forest-trees were larger than any you have ever seen.

Birds of all colors filled them, and their music was as loud as when our medicine men play for us to celebrate the scalp dance.

The broad river was full of fish, and the loon screamed as she swam across the lakes.