Old Indian trails

by Walter McClintock

That he may be happy, as long as he remains among his Indian brothers and sisters.

My Father, the Sun, keep him from harm,

When he goes again to his home towards the rising sun.

Give him light by day,

That his path may be free from danger.

If he should go into the wrong trail,

Lead him safely back,

That his path may be firm and downhill to old age.”

MAD WOLF PRAYING