man spoke of going homeward.

"If you say, 'I will go homeward riding a horse of such a color, O
father!' it shall be so," said the father.

"Fie!" said the woman. "Heretofore we were deprived of our child. The
young man who has just come home is like him. Give him one thing which
you have."

"I make you my child. I will give you something. Whatever I desire I
always make with it, when I wish to have anything," said the father.
He had a piece of iron and when he wished anything he used to point at
the iron.

"O father, I wish to go homeward riding a horse with very white hair.
I also desire a mule with very white hair, and a good saddle," said
the young man.

"Come, go there. Open the door of that stable. When you wish to see
us again, you shall see us. When you will go homeward, you will say,
'Come, O father, I desire to go homeward,'" said the father.

The young man went homeward. He made the rocks open suddenly by
pointing at them with the iron. He went up, making the ground echo
under the horse's feet. When he pushed aside a very large rock which
was in his way, he found himself again on the surface of the earth.
The horse and mule were very sudden in their movements. They shied at
every step. They sniffed the odor of a bad land.

The young man found his nation that he had left. Behold! they had
recently removed and departed. After they waited some time for him to
appear, they had removed their camp and departed. The horse and mule
went along, fearing the sight of the old camping ground. They followed
the trail of the departing village.

Then the young man saw two people on a large hill, walking in the
trail. They were the head chief and his wife who were walking along,
mourning for the dead.

They looked behind and said, "Yonder comes one on horseback, following
the trail made by the departing village."

He drew near. They sat waiting for him to appear. The horse and mule
feared the sight of them; they sniffed a bad odor.

"Why! Of what nation are you?" asked the chief.

"It is I," said the young man.

"But which one are you?" said the chief.

"Your son went headlong into a pit when they surrounded the herd,"
said the young man. "And I went down to get him. You did not bring me
back. It is I."

As he was very much changed, the old man doubted.

"Fie! Tell the truth about yourself."

"When they surrounded the herd, your son went headlong as well as the
buffalo, and he was killed by falling in