And of the manzanita the berry I made into flour, Taught the way of its cooking with hot stones in sand pools, And the way of its eating with the knobbed tail of the deer. Taught I likewise the gathering and storing, The parching and pounding Of the seeds from the grasses and grass-roots; And taught I the planting of seeds in the Nishinam home-camps, In the Nishinam hills and their valleys, In the due times and seasons, To sprout in the spring rains and grow ripe in the sun. {Shaman} Hail, Red Cloud, the first man! {The People} Hail, Red Cloud, the first man! {Shaman} Who showedst us the way of our feet in the world! {The People} Who showedst us the way of our feet in the world! {Shaman} Who showedst us the way of our food in the world! {The People} Who showedst us the way of our food in the world! {Shaman} Who showedst us the way of our hearts in the world! {The People} Who showedst us the way of our hearts in the world! {Shaman} Who gavest us the law of family! {The People} Who gavest us the law of family! {Shaman} The law of tribe! {The People} The law of tribe! {Shaman} The law of totem! {The People} The law of totem! {Shaman} And madest us strong in the world among men! {The People} And madest us strong in the world among men! {Red Cloud} Life is good, O Shaman, and I have sung but half its song. Acorns are good. So is woman good. Strength is good. Beauty is good. So is kindness good. Yet are all these things without power except for woman. And by these things woman makes strong men, and strong men make for life, ever for more life. {War Chief} _(With gesture of interruption that causes remonstrance from the Shaman but which Red Cloud acknowledges.)_ I care not for beauty. I desire strength in battle and wind in the chase that I may kill my enemy and run down my meat.