After this prayer, Wolf Plume enacted a sham battle—a night attack he
had made on a hostile camp. He built a miniature lodge of branches; he
showed how he entered the tepee of an enemy and took two scalps.
Then Big Beaver came forward with his sister and said:
“Hear, men and women, for what I speak is true. In the winter-moon I
went with Two Eagles on a visit to the Crow Indians. We crossed the
Yellowstone River on the ice and my partner was drowned. I thought my
time to die had also come. But I made a vow to the Sun—if I ever came
out of that danger alive, my sister would come forward with me and take
one of the sacred tongues at the next Sun Dance.”
Then his sister held up a tongue and prayed to the Sun; while Big
Beaver announced that he gave his saddle horse and its equipment to
Spotted Eagle, the medicine man, and asked him to pray for him.
Then a woman aroused the interest of all by singing a mourning song to
her dead lover, saying:
“The dancing-lodge is the place where I was last with my lover.
Now I am lonely.
He left me and went to the Spirit World.
Where I want to join him soon.”
Shortly after this, the woman committed suicide by jumping from a cliff
in view of the people of her camp.
In former days, when the Indians were free, there was self-torture at
the Sun Dance, by warriors who had made vows to the Sun in time of
peril. Slits were cut on both sides of the breast and sticks were
inserted under the muscles. By means of rawhide ropes hanging from the
center pole and fastened to these sticks, the warriors danced before
the people, amid the beating of drums and applause of the spectators,
until the sticks were torn loose from the flesh. Many of these warriors
did not live long after the torture. It was believed they gave
themselves to the Sun and the Sun took them.
Throughout the ceremonies, Mad Wolf and Gives-to-the-Sun came regularly
to the dancing-lodge. He took his pipe and plenty of tobacco and gave
to those who sat near. She wore her best clothes—deerskin trimmed with
elk teeth and with leggings and moccasins to match.
Then the men’s societies, the All-Brave-Dogs, Pigeons, and Mosquitoes,
gave their rituals and dances; and their members told of brave deeds in
war. They also gave war dances and counted “coups,” accompanied by the
beating of drums and of rattles on a rawhide; they had a feast and
passed around a Medicine Pipe for every one to smoke and pray.
On the last day of the Sun Dance, when the time had come for the tribe
to break camp and separate, Mad Wolf stood before the people. He spoke
to them in a strong voice so that all could hear, saying:
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