“When they surrounded the herd, your son went headlong as well as the buffalo, and he was killed by falling into a pit. When you commanded them to get him, they drew back through fear. I am he who went to get him when you offered your daughter as a reward,” said the young man. “I have hardly been able to come again to the surface.”
Then they recognized him. The two men stood talking together on the large hill. The chief’s son looked back from the camp.
“Why! The chief and his wife have come as far as the large hill and a man on horseback has come, too. He stands talking to them. I will go thither. Let me see! I will go to see them.”
He went back on horseback and came to his father.
“With what person do you talk?” said the son.
“Why! He who went to get your elder brother has come back!” said the head chief.
They shook hands. And the head chief gave his daughter to the young man.
“Let all the men and chiefs assemble. Let all the stout-hearted young men assemble. They can look at my daughter’s husband,” he said.
They assembled. They came to see the young man and brought the things they intended giving him.
“He says that he who went to get the man who was killed by falling has come back. The chief says that as he has made the young man his daughter’s husband you shall go to see the young man. He says that you will take to him what things you wish to give him. The chief says he will give thanks for them.” So shouted the crier.