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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Promise me never to hunt here again!" she said earnestly, as she came forth without her pretty burden, and he exacted another promise in return. Thus Snana lost her fawn, and found a lover. It was a long time ago, nearly two hundred years ago, that some of our people were living upon the shores of the Great Lake, Lake Superior. The chief of this band was called Tatankaota, Many Buffaloes.
Snana spoke as if the huge brute could understand her, and indeed the Indians hold that wild animals understand intuitively when appealed to by human beings in distress. Yet he replied only with a hoarse growl, as rising upon his hind legs he shook the little tree vigorously. "Ye, ye, heyupi ye!" Snana called loudly to her companion turnip-diggers.
The fawn soon followed her everywhere, and called to her when hungry exactly as she had called to her own mother. After several days, when her fright at the encounter with the bear had somewhat worn off, Snana took her pet into the woods and back to the very spot in which she had found it.
It was so often said among the Indians that the doe was wont to put on human form to mislead the hunter, that it looked strange to see a woman with a fawn, and the young man could not forbear to gaze upon Snana. "You are not the real mother in maiden's guise? Tell me truly if you are of human blood," he demanded rudely. "I am a Sioux maiden! Do you not know my father?" she replied.
The fawn soon followed her everywhere, and called to her when hungry exactly as she had called to her own mother. After several days, when her fright at the encounter with the bear had somewhat worn off, Snana took her pet into the woods and back to the very spot in which she had found it.
There was a sudden rustle from within a grove of wild plum trees, thickly festooned with grape and clematis, and the doe mother bounded away as carelessly as if she were never to return. Ah, a mother's ruse! Snana entered the thorny enclosure, which was almost a rude teepee, and, tucked away in the further-most corner, lay something with a trout-like, speckled, tawny coat. She bent over it.
Snana entered the thorny enclosure, which was almost a rude teepee, and, tucked away in the furthermost corner, lay something with a trout-like, speckled, tawny coat. She bent over it. The fawn was apparently sleeping. Presently its eyes moved a bit, and a shiver passed through its subtle body. "Thou shalt not die; thy skin shall not become my work-bag!" unconsciously the maiden spoke.
She stopped only an instant to lick fondly the tawny coat of the little one, who had just finished her dinner; then she bounded away. As Snana emerged from the bushes with her charge, a young hunter met her face to face, and stared at her curiously. He was not of her father's camp, but a stranger. "Ugh, you have my game." "Tosh!" she replied coquettishly.
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