THE DEATHLESS VOICE (Dakota) 42 ZO_N_'-ZI-MO_N_-DE (Omaha) 46 LOVE-SONG. Poetical Transcription by Miss E.D. Proctor (Omaha) 50 THE WREN (Pawnee) 54 SONG TO THE SPIRIT (Omaha) 58 THE MOTHER'S VOW (Dakota) 66 A LOVE-CALL (Omaha) 69 GAME SONG (Vancouver's Island) 72 THE INDIAN COQUET (Omaha) 75 AN OLD MAN'S LOVE-SONG (Omaha) 78 WE'-TO_N_ SONG (Dakota) 84 LOVE-SONG (Pawnee) 87 A WARRIOR'S SONG. Mi'-ka-thi (Ponka) 92 MOCKING-BIRD'S SONG (Tigua) 95 SONG OF THE GHOST DANCE (Arapaho) 98 CHORAL. Sacred Song of Peace (Omaha) 105 THE GIFT OF PEACE (Otoe) 107 KAWAS, THY BABY IS CRYING (Pawnee) 109 THY FATHER IS COMING (Pawnee) 111 LOOK UP (Pawnee) 113 PRAYER FOR RAIN (Mexico) 123 KWAKIUTL SONG (British Columbia) 123 INDIAN STORY AND SONG STORY AND SONG OF THE HE-DHU'-SHKA.[1] [Footnote 1: In the Indian words and vocables the vowels have the continental sound. _G_ is hard, as in _go_; _dh_ is like _th_ in _the_; _th_, as in _thin_; _n_ as in French _en_.] It had been a warm September day; and I was resting in my hammock, swung from a wide-spreading tree that stood near the tent of my Indian host. We had partaken of our evening meal beside an outdoor fire. The mother was busy clearing away the supper dishes, the men had gone off to look after the horses, the children had fallen asleep, and I lay watching the shadowy darkness come out of the east and slowly pursue the glowing trail of the retreating sun, thinking of the Indian's imagery of night ever haunting and following upon the track of day, seeking to gain the mastery. I was aroused from my musings by hearing the mother say, "It is chilly!" for the fire had died down, and the deep blue of twilight was all about us. She dropped beside the embers, blew them into a feeble blaze, threw on fresh wood, that crackled and sent up a shower of sparks and soon bright yellow flames illumined the under side of the branches beneath which I was swinging. The call of the fire summoned one tall form after another out of the dusky surroundings, and around the blazing logs robes were spread here and there, on which the men reclined. By and by the women came and dropped down near the fire, and added the treble of their voices to the deep tones of the men, as the chat of the day's occurrences went on.