Blackfeet Indian Stories | Page 6

he took an arrow from
his quiver.
Kut-o-yis´ spoke to the old man from his hiding-place and said, "Tell
your son-in-law that he must take his last look, for that you are going to
kill him now." The old man said this as he had been told.
"Ah," said the son-in-law, "you talk back to me. That makes me still
angrier at you." He put an arrow on the string and shot at the old man,
but did not hit him. Kut-o-yis´ said to the old man, "Pick up that arrow
and shoot it back at him"; and the old man did so. Now, they shot at
each other four times, and then the old man said to Kut-o-yis´, "I am
afraid now; get up and help me. If you do not, I think he will kill me."
Then Kut-o-yis´ rose to his feet and said to the son-in-law, "Here, what
are you doing? I think you have been treating this old man badly for a
long time. Why do you do it?"
"Oh no," said the son-in-law, and he smiled at Kut-o-yis´ in a friendly
way, for he was afraid of him. "Oh no; no one thinks more of this old
man than I do. I have always been very good to him."
"No," said Kut-o-yis´. "You are saying what is not true, and I am going
to kill you now."
Kut-o-yis´ shot the son-in-law four times and he fell down and died.
Then the young man told his father to go and bring down to him the
daughters who had acted badly toward him. The old man did so and
Kut-o-yis´ punished them. Then he went up to the lodges and said to
the youngest woman, "Did you love your husband?" "Yes," said the girl,
"I loved him." So Kut-o-yis´ punished her too, but not so badly as he
had the other daughters, because she had been kind to her parents.
To the old people he said, "Go over now to that lodge and live there.
There is plenty of food, and when that is gone I will kill more. As for
me, I shall make a journey. Tell me where there are any people. In what
direction shall I go to find a camp?"
"Well," said the old man, "up here on Two Medicine Lodge Creek there
are some people--up where the piskun is, you know."
Kut-o-yis´ followed up the stream to where the piskun was and there
found many lodges of people. In the centre of the camp was a big lodge,
and painted on it the figure of a bear. He did not go to this lodge, but
went into a small lodge where two old women lived. When he had sat
down they put food before him--lean dried meat and some belly fat.

"How is this, grandmothers?" he said. "Here is a camp with plenty of
fat meat and back fat hanging up to dry; why do you not give me some
of that?"
"Hush; be careful," said the old women. "In that big lodge over there
lives a big bear and his wives and children. He takes all the best food
and leaves us nothing. He is the chief of this place."
Early in the morning Kut-o-yis´ said to the old women, "Harness up
your dogs to the travois now and go over to the piskun, and I will kill
some fat meat for you."
When they got there, he killed a fat cow and helped the old women to
cut it up, and they took it to the lodge. One of those old women said,
"Ah me, the bears will be sure to come."
"Why do you say that?" he asked.
They said to him, "We shall be sorry to lose this back fat."
"Do not fear," he said. "No one shall take this back fat from you. Now,
take all those best pieces and hang them up, so that those who live in
the bear lodge may see them."
They did so. Pretty soon the old bear chief said to one of his children,
"By this time I think the people have finished killing. Go out now and
look about; see where the nicest pieces are, and bring in some nice back
fat."
One of the young bears went out of the lodge and stood up and looked
about, and when it saw this meat hanging by the old women's lodge
close by, it went over toward it.
"Ah," said the old women, "there are those bears."
"Do not be afraid," said Kut-o-yis´.
The young bear went over to where the meat was hanging and stood up
and began to pull it down. Kut-o-yis´ went out of the lodge and said,
"Wait; wait! What are you doing, taking the old women's meat?"