bounded and soon brought into
the tent a small bundle. In it were punk, flint and steel--stolen, it
may be, from some camp of men.

"How do you make the meat ready?" asked the wolf chief.

"I cut it into slices," answered the young woman.

The coyotes were called and in a short time fetched in a knife in its
sheath. The young woman cut up the calf's shoulder into slices and ate
it.

Thus she lived for a year, all the wolves being very kind to her. At the
end of that time the wolf chief said to her:

"Your people are going off on a buffalo hunt. Tomorrow at noon they will
be here. You must then go out and meet them or they will fall on us and
kill us."

The next day at about noon the young woman went to the top of a
neighboring knoll. Coming toward her were some young men riding on their
ponies. She stood up and held her hands so that they could see her. They
wondered who she was, and when they were close by gazed at her closely.

"A year ago we lost a young woman; if you are she, where have you been,"
they asked.

"I have been in the wolves' village. Do not harm them," she answered.

"We will ride back and tell the people," they said. "Tomorrow again at
noon, we shall meet you."

The young woman went back to the wolf village, and the next day went
again to a neighboring knoll, though to a different one. Soon she
saw the camp coming in a long line over the prairie. First were the
warriors, then the women and tents.

The young woman's father and mother were overjoyed to see her. But when
they came near her the young woman fainted, for she could not now bear
the smell of human kind. When she came to herself she said:

"You must go on a buffalo hunt, my father and all the hunters. Tomorrow
you must come again, bringing with you the tongues and choice pieces of
the kill."

This he promised to do; and all the men of the camp mounted their ponies
and they had a great hunt. The next day they returned with their ponies
laden with the buffalo meat. The young woman bade them pile the meat in
a great heap between two hills which she pointed out to them. There was
so much meat that the tops of the two hills were bridged level between
by the meat pile. In the center of the pile the young woman planted a
pole with a red flag. She then began to howl like a wolf, loudly.

In a moment the earth seemed covered with wolves. They fell greedily on
the meat pile and in a short time had eaten the last scrap.

The young woma