Blackfeet Indian Stories

Blackfeet Indian Stories

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Title: Blackfeet Indian Stories
Author: George Bird Grinnell
Release Date: October 22, 2004 [eBook #13833]
Language: English
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BLACKFEET INDIAN STORIES
by
GEORGE BIRD GRINNELL
Author of Blackfeet Lodge Tales, Trails Of The Pathfinders, etc.
1915

[Illustration: Cold Maker]

TO THE READER
Those who wish to know something about how the people lived who
told these stories will find their ways of life described in the last
chapter of this book.
The Blackfeet were hunters, travelling from place to place on foot.
They used implements of stone, wood, or bone, wore clothing made of
skins, and lived in tents covered by hides. Dogs, their only tame
animals, were used as beasts of burden to carry small packs and drag
light loads.
The stories here told come down to us from very ancient times.
Grandfathers have told them to their grandchildren, and these again to
their grandchildren, and so from mouth to mouth, through many
generations, they have reached our time.

CONTENTS
TWO FAST RUNNERS THE WOLF MAN KUT-O-YIS´, THE
BLOOD BOY THE DOG AND THE ROOT DIGGER THE CAMP
OF THE GHOSTS THE BUFFALO STONE HOW THE THUNDER
PIPE CAME COLD MAKER'S MEDICINE THE ALL COMRADES
SOCIETIES THE BULLS SOCIETY THE OTHER SOCIETIES THE
FIRST MEDICINE LODGE THE BUFFALO-PAINTED LODGES
MIKA´PI--RED OLD MAN RED ROBE'S DREAM THE
BLACKFEET CREATION OLD MAN STORIES THE
WONDERFUL BIRD THE RABBITS' MEDICINE THE LOST ELK
MEAT THE ROLLING ROCK BEAR AND BULLBERRIES THE
THEFT FROM THE SUN THE SMART WOMAN CHIEF BOBCAT
AND BIRCH TREE THE RED-EYED DUCK THE ANCIENT

BLACKFEET

TWO FAST RUNNERS
Once, a long time ago, the antelope and the deer happened to meet on
the prairie. They spoke together, giving each other the news, each
telling what he had seen and done. After they had talked for a time the
antelope told the deer how fast he could run, and the deer said that he
could run fast too, and before long each began to say that he could run
faster than the other. So they agreed that they would have a race to
decide which could run the faster, and on this race they bet their galls.
When they started, the antelope ran ahead of the deer from the very
start and won the race and so took the deer's gall.
But the deer began to grumble and said, "Well, it is true that out here
on the prairie you have beaten me, but this is not where I live. I only
come out here once in a while to feed or to cross the prairie when I am
going somewhere. It would be fairer if we had a race in the timber.
That is my home, and there I can run faster than you. I am sure of it."
The antelope felt so glad and proud that he had beaten the deer in the
race that he was sure that wherever they might run he could beat him,
so he said, "All right, I will run you a race in the timber. I have beaten
you out here on the flat and I can beat you there." On this race they bet
their dew-claws.
They started and ran this race through the thick timber, among the
bushes, and over fallen logs, and this time the antelope ran slowly, for
he was afraid of hitting himself against the trees or of falling over the
logs. You see, he was not used to this kind of travelling. So the deer
easily beat him and took his dew-claws.
Since that time the deer has had no gall and the antelope no dew-claws.

THE WOLF MAN
A long time