rowing his beautiful head high in the air, he
stopped, turning his side a trifle.

Zipp--went the arrow and, kicking out behind, away went the buck,
crashing through willows and alders that grew in his way, until he was
out of sight. Then all was still, save the chick-a-de-de-de,
chick-a-de-de-de, that came constantly from the bushes about them.

Out from the cover came the hunters, and with ready bow they followed
along the trail. Yes--there was blood on a log, and more on the dead
leaves. The arrow had found its mark and they must go slowly in their
trailing, lest they lose the meat. For two hours they followed the
wounded animal, and at last came upon him in a willow thicket--sick
unto death, for the arrow was deep in his paunch. His sufferings were
ended by another arrow, and the chase was done.

With their knives the boys dressed the buck, and then went back to the
camp to tell the women where the meat could be found--just as the men
do. It was their first deer; and pride shone in their faces as they
told their grandfather that night in the lodge.

"That is good," War Eagle replied, as the boys finished telling of
their success. "That is good, if your mother needed the meat, but it
is wrong to kill when you have plenty, lest Manitou be angry. There is
always enough, but none to waste, and the hunter who kills more than he
needs is wicked. To-night I shall tell you what happened to OLD-man
when he did that. Yes, and he got into trouble over it.

"One day in the fall when the leaves were yellow, and the Deer-people
were dressed in their blue robes--when the Geese and Duck-people were
travelling to the country where water does not freeze, and where
flowers never die, OLD-man was travelling on the plains.

"Near sundown he saw two Buffalo-Bulls feeding on a steep hillside; but
he had no bow and arrow with him. He was hungry, and began to think of
some way to kill one of the Bulls for meat. Very soon he thought out a
plan, for he is cunning always.

"He ran around the hill out of sight of the Bulls, and there made two
men out of grass and sage-brush. They were dummies, of course, but he
made them to look just like real men, and then armed each with a wooden
knife of great length. Then he set them in the position of fighting;
made them look as though they were about to fight each other with the
knives. When he had them both fixed to suit, he ran back to the place
where the Buffalo were calling:

"