ad shaken hands with the Messiah
could call him in sleep.

The Sioux delegates told their story over and over again. At the
Cheyenne reservation in Montana, Porcupine talked for five days and
four nights.

There was indeed a Pai-Ute prophet, named Wo-vo-ka or the Cutter. He
later took the name Kwo-hit-sauq, or Big Rumbling Belly. To the white
people he was known as Jack Wilson. He had worked on ranches near the
Walker Lake reservation, until, when he was about thirty years old,
while sick with a fever he went into a trance, during an eclipse of the
sun.

On waking up, he said that he had been to heaven, had visited God and
the spirits, and had received command to preach a new gospel.

The Pai-Utes were glad to believe whatever he claimed for himself. He
seemed to hypnotize them. The word that Wo-vo-ka was the Messiah and
could perform miracles spread through the Pai-Utes of Nevada and the
Utes of Utah; it crossed the Sierra Nevada Mountains into California on
the west, and the Rocky Mountains into Wyoming on the east; and it kept
going, east and north and south.

This spring Good Thunder, Short Bull, Cloud Horse and Yellow Knife
journeyed to see the Messiah again.

When they came back they reported that he had appeared to them out of
some smoke. He welcomed them, and showed them a land that bridged the
ocean, and upon the land all the Indians of all nations were on their
way home again.

They saw lodges, of buffalo hides, in which the dead were living. They
talked with dead Sioux whom they had known.

The Messiah had given them red and white paint, that would ward off
sickness, renew youth, and cause visions. He had told them to have the
Sioux send their children to school, and to attend to farming. There
was to be no fighting with the white people. But the whites were to be
destroyed, by a great landslide that would cover the world with new
earth. Upon the new earth would roam the buffalo and deer, as of old.
The Indians who obeyed the Messiah would be lifted up, above the
landslide, and gently dropped back again, there to live forever with
all their friends and relatives who had come with it from spirit land.

This reunion was to occur the next spring, of 1891, when the grass was
knee high.

The Good Thunder party brought what they said was a piece of buffalo
meat. The Messiah had told them that if on their way home they killed
any buffalo, they were to leave the hoofs and tail and head on th