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Updated: May 11, 2025
Wabeda, the dog, the companion of my boyhood days, was in trouble because he insisted upon bringing his extra bone into the teepee, while Uncheedah was determined that he should not. I sympathized with him, because I saw the matter as he did. I knew just how anxious Wabeda was about his bone.
When I feared a surprise by a bear or a grey wolf, I would say to Wabeda: "Now, my dog, give your war-whoop:" and immediately he would sit up on his haunches and bark "to beat the band" as you white boys say. When a bear or wolf heard the noise, he would be apt to retreat. Sometimes I helped Wabeda and gave a warwhoop of my own. This drove the deer away as well, but it relieved my mind.
It was a fat bone I mean a bone of a fat deer; and all Indians know how much better they are than the other kind. Wabeda always hated to see a good thing go to waste. His eyes spoke words to me, for he and I had been friends for a long time. When I was afraid of anything in the woods, he would get in front of me at once and gently wag his tail.
When I feared a surprise by a bear or a gray wolf, I would say to Wabeda: "Now, my dog, give your war-whoop!" and immediately he would sit up on his haunches and bark "to beat the band," as you white boys say. When a bear or wolf heard the noise, he would be apt to retreat. Sometimes I helped Wabeda and gave a war-whoop of my own. This drove the deer away as well, but it relieved my mind.
"Yes, but if there are only two feathers, they will fly faster," he answered. "Woow!" Wabeda uttered his suspicions. "Woow!" he said again, and rushed for the entrance of the teepee. He kicked me over as he went and scattered the burning embers. "En na he na!" Uncheedah exclaimed, but he was already outside. "Wow, wow, wow! Wow, wow, wow!" A deep guttural voice answered him.
"Ah, uncle, Wabeda and I ought to have at least a little eaglet's feather for this. I too sent my small arrow into the bear before he fell," I exclaimed. "But I thought all bears ought to be in their lodges in the winter time. What was this one doing at this time of the year and night?" "Well," said my uncle, "I will tell you. Among the tribes, some are naturally lazy.
"Yes, but if there are only two feathers, they will fly faster," he answered. "Woow!" Wabeda uttered his suspicions. "Woow!" he said again, and rushed for the entrance of the teepee. He kicked me over as he went and scattered the burning embers. "En na he na!" Uncheedah exclaimed, but he was already outside. "Wow, wow, wow! Wow, Wow, wow!" A deep guttural voice answered him.
Wabeda, the dog, lay near the fire in a half doze, watching out of the corners of his eyes the tame raccoon, which snuggled back against the walls of the teepee, his shrewd brain, doubtless, concocting some mischief for the hours of darkness. I had already recited a legend of our people. All agreed that I had done well.
I did not put it up a tree because Wabeda always objected to that, and I made it a point to consult his wishes whenever I could. I came in and Wabeda followed me with two short rib bones in his mouth. Apparently he did not care to risk those delicacies.
I did not put it up a tree because Wabeda always objected to that, and I made it a point to consult his wishes whenever I could. I came in and Wabeda followed me with two short rib bones in his mouth. Apparently he did not care to risk those delicacies.
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