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When the people saw the buffalo coming they led a big band of them to the piskun, but just as the leaders were about to jump over the cliff a raven came and flapped its wings in front of them and croaked, and they turned off and ran down another way. Every time a herd of buffalo was brought near to the piskun this raven frightened them away.
Over by the other lodge I see plenty of food hanging up." "Hush," said the old woman, raising her hand, "you will be heard. Our son-in-law lives over there. He does not give us anything at all to eat." "Well," said the young man, "where is your piskun where do you kill buffalo?" "It is down by the river," the old woman answered. "We pound on it and the buffalo run out."
Close by here is our piskun. Many buffalo have been run in, and our parfleches are filled with dried meat. Wait a little; I will go and bring you some," and he went out. As soon as he had gone they began to talk about this strange person. They were afraid of him and did not know what to do. The children began to cry, and the women tried to quiet them.
"But you said if the buffalo would only jump over, you would marry one of them. Look, the piskun is full." She did not answer, and without saying anything more he led her up over the bluff and out on the prairie. After the people had finished killing the buffalo and cutting up the meat, they missed this young woman.
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