It will be long ere I see you again, but in the moon that we gather wild rice, [Footnote: September] return, and I will be your wife.

Go, now," she added, "say to your mother that you are going to visit your friends, and before the day comes be far away.

To-morrow Cloudy Sky gives a medicine feast, and to-morrow night Haokah will make my heart strong, and I will kill the medicine man.

His soul will travel a long journey to the land of spirits.

There let him drink, and boast, and frighten women." Red Deer heard her, mute with astonishment.