“I am afraid that the yapaitu will not come to him.”
He smoked twenty more pipefuls, still he was not possessed; then twenty more, did not hlaha.
“He is no Hlahi,” cried people on all sides; “if he were, the yapaitu would have come to him long ago.”
“The yapaitu he is waiting for does not live near this sweat-house; he is very far away,” said Toko. “Give him more tobacco.”
They gave him five pipefuls, then four, then one more,—sixty in all; after that a yapaitu came to him.
“The yapaitu has come,” said Olelbis. “I want you to look everywhere and learn all you can; my children are nearly dead from lack of water; you must tell where Mem Loimis is.”
Sanihas Yupchi began to sing, and he said, “I will have the spirit dance to-night; the two Tsudi girls may sing for me.”
He danced twenty nights and days without saying a word,—danced twenty days and nights more. The two Tsudi girls sang all the time. Then Sanihas Yupchi sat down, said nothing; he had found out nothing.
Again he danced five days and nights, then four days and nights, then one day and one night more. After that he sat down and said,—
“I am going to speak. The place of which I am going to tell is a long way from here, but I am going to talk and let you hear what I say. Did any one see which way this woman Mem Loimis went?”