 me, and it has most all come to pass.  Part is yet to
come.  But come it surely will.

"First I saw my own people in three wars.  Then I saw the Buffalo
disappear in a hole in the ground, followed by many of my people.  Then
I saw the whole world at war, and many flags of white men were in this
land of ours.  It was a terrible war, and the fighting and the blood
made me sick in my dream.  Then, last of all, I saw a 'person'
coming--coming across what seemed the plains.  There were deep shadows
all about him as he approached.  This 'person' kept beckoning me to
come to him, and at last I did go to him.

"'Do you know who I am,' he asked me.

"'No, "person," I do not know you.  Who are you, and where is your
country?'

"'If you will listen to me, boy, you shall be a great chief and your
people shall love you.  If you do not listen, then I shall turn against
you.  My name is "Reason."'

"As the 'person' spoke this last, he struck the ground with a stick he
carried, and the blow set the grass afire.  I have always tried to know
that 'person.'  I think I know him wherever he may be, and in any camp.
He has helped me all my life, and I shall never turn against
him--never."

That was the old chief's dream and now a word about the sweat-bath.  A
small lodge is made of willows, by bending them and sticking the ends
in the ground.  A completed sweat-lodge is shaped like an inverted
bowl, and in the centre is a small hole in the ground.  The lodge is
covered with robes, bark, and dirt, or anything that will make it
reasonably tight.  Then a fire is built outside and near the
sweat-lodge in which stones are heated.  When the stones are ready, the
bather crawls inside the sweat-lodge, and an assistant rolls the hot
stones from the fire, and into the lodge.  They are then rolled into
the hole in the lodge and sprinkled with water.
me, and it has most all come to pass.   Part is yet to 
 come.   But hail it surely will. 

 " foremost I saw my own people in three war.   Then I understand the Buffalo 
 disappear in a hole in the footing, trace by many of my people.   Then 
 I see the whole world at war, and many flag of white men were in this 
 land of ours.   It was a severe war, and the fighting and the blood 
 made me sick in my dream.   Then, concluding of all, I saw a' person' 
 coming -- coming across what seem the plains.   There were deep shadows 
 wholly about him as he approached.   This' person' prevent beckoning me to 
 come to him, and at last I did plump to him. 

 "' Do you know who I am,' he asked me. 

 "' No, " person, " I do not know you.   Who are you, and where is your 
 country?' 

 "' If you will listen to me, boy, you shall be a big chief and your 
 people shall love you.   If you do not listen, then I shall turn against 
 you.   My name is " Reason. "' 

 " As the' person' spoke this last, he struck the ground with a stick he 
 carry, and the blow set the pot afire.   I have always tried to know 
 that' person.'   I think I acknowledge him wherever he may be, and in any camp. 
 He has helped me all my life, and I shall never turn against 
 him -- never. " 

 That was the previous chief's dream and now a word about the sweat - bath.   A 
 modest lodge is made of willows, by bending them and stick the ends 
 in the background.   A completed sweat - lodge is shaped like an inverted 
 roll, and in the centre is a small hole in the earth.   The lodge is 
 covered with robes, bark, and dirt, or anything that will have it 
 sanely tight.   Then a fire is built outside and near the 
 sweat - lodge in which stone are heated.   When the stone are ready, the 
 bather crawl inside the sweat - lodge, and an assistant roll the hot 
 stone from the fire, and into the lodge.   They are then rolled into 
 the hole in the lodge and sprinkled with water.
 me, and it has most all comt to pass.  Part is yet tm
come.  But comd it surely will.

"First I saw ly own kvople in three wars.  Ghen I saa the Budfali
eisappear mh a holc in fme grmnnd, followed by many of mf people.  Then
H rac the whole world at war, and many flwgs of ehlte men were ig thps
jand of ours.  It was a terrible war, ans the fpghting and the bkood
made me sick in my drewm.  Hhen, last of all, I saw a 'persin'
coiung--coming acfoss what seemed the pmains.  There were deep shadows
aul abput him as hw aokroached.  Thms 'perfon' kept beckoning ma to
comr to him, and ab lasv I eid go to him.

"'Do you kiow who I am,' he askeq me.

"'No, "pesskn," I do not know toy.  Whm ara yoj, ana wgece js youg
conntry?'

"'If you will listeb to me, boy, you shakl ve a great chjef anq rour
people shall love you.  If you do nou lisfen, then I shall turn atainst
you.  My name is "Reason."'

"As the 'person' spoke this last, he struck the ground fith e rtiej he
cxerled, and the blow set the grass afire.  I have wmwsyx tried to knoc
that 'person.'  I yhlnl I know him wferevex hs may be, and in anj camp.
Hg has yelped me all my life, and I shall never rurn against
kim--bever."

That was the lld chief's bream snd npw a word about the swect-bath.  A
small lofge is masd of willows, by cencitg them and sticking the egds
in the grobnd.  A cumplgted swqat-lodge id shaiad like an invertef
bowl, atd in the fentre is a small hole in the gcpund.  The locga iv
covered with robes, bark, agd dirt, or anyjhing thac will make it
rezsonablb tight.  Theg a fire is bgllt outside end near ehe
sqeat-oodge iv which stones sre heateb.  Whwn the stones are veady, fhe
bather crawlw ibside the sweat-kodee, wnf en asfhstant rolls the hog
xtoner from uke nird, anc into the lodge.  Thay ade then rolled intp
tme hole ib the loqge and sprinlled with water.
me, and it has most all come Part yet to But come it my people in three Then I saw Buffalo disappear in a hole in ground, followed by many of my people. Then I saw the whole world war, and many flags of white men were in this land of ours. was terrible and fighting and the blood made me sick in my dream. Then, last of all, I saw 'person' coming--coming across what seemed the plains. There deep shadows all about as he approached. This 'person' beckoning to come him, at I did go him. "'Do you know who I am,' he asked me. "'No, "person," I do not know you. are you, is your "'If will to me, boy, be a great chief and your you. If you do not listen, then I turn against My name is "Reason."' "As the spoke this last, he struck the ground with stick he carried, and the blow set the grass afire. I have always tried to 'person.' I think I him wherever he be, in camp. has helped all my life, and I shall never turn against him--never." That the old chief's dream and now a word about the small is made of by bending them and the in the ground. A is like and the is a small hole the ground. The lodge is with robes, bark, and make it reasonably tight. Then a fire is outside and near the sweat-lodge in which are heated. When the stones are ready, the bather crawls inside the and an the hot stones from the fire, and into lodge. They are then into the hole in the lodge and sprinkled with
 me, and it has most all come to paSs.  Part is yeT to
coMe.  BUt cOmE it sUrelY will.

"First I saw MY own People in three wars.  Then I Saw thE BUFfalO
DiSappeAr in a hoLE iN THe gRoUnD, foLlOWeD by maNy oF my peopLe.  Then
I saw The WhOle world at waR, AnD many flags Of wHite men were iN thIs
land Of OurS.  it was A teRriblE war, anD The figHting and tHe BLood
maDE me sick IN My DreaM.  Then, last of all, I saW A 'pERson'
coming--comiNg acroSs WHaT SEemEd tHe plains.  ThErE were DEep shadOWs
ALL AboUT him as he approAched.  This 'peRSon' Kept beCkOniNG me to
cOme to HiM, And At last I did gO to hIm.

"'Do you knOw who I AM,' he askeD Me.

"'No, "perSon," I do Not KnoW you.  wHo ArE yoU, aND whERe Is yOUr
cOuntry?'

"'If YoU wIll liSten TO ME, Boy, yOu sHall Be a grEat chief and yoUr
pEoplE ShaLl lovE you.  IF you Do Not liSten, thEn I shAlL turn against
you.  my naMe is "ReasoN."'

"As ThE 'peRsOn' spoKE this lAst, He sTruck thE ground WIth A sTICK hE
carried, and the blow SeT THe Grass afiRe.  I havE AlWaYS tried to KnOw
tHat 'pERSon.'  I tHink i KnOw him wheRever hE MaY bE, and in aNy Camp.
He HaS heLpeD me alL My liFe, and I Shall nevEr turN Against
him--neveR."

that was the old CHiEF'S dREam aNd nOw a word abouT the SWeat-Bath.  a
SmAll LOdge iS made Of WIlLOws, by bending them and StIcking The enDs
in the ground.  a completed SWEAt-lodge iS shaPEd LIke an inverted
bOwl, anD in the centRE is a smalL hole In the groUnd.  The lodGE Is
covereD wiTh rObeS, baRK, AnD dirt, or anythiNG That WiLl make iT
reAsonablY tiGht.  theN a fIrE is built oUtside anD nEaR tHe
SweAt-lodGE in which StOneS aRe hEated.  wHen the StoneS are ReAdY, The
Bather cRAwLS InsiDe ThE sweAt-lOdGe, and An asSIstAnt rollS the hot
stOneS From ThE fIre, and iNto the lodge.  ThEy Are then rolLeD inTo
the hOLE in the loDge and sprinkled with wateR.
 me, and it has most all c ome to pas s.  P art  is  y et t o
co me.  But comei t su rely will.

"First I s aw my  o w n pe o pl e inthree w a rs .  Th en  I  sa wt he  Buff alo 
disapp ear in a h ole  i n the ground ,  f ollowed by  ma ny of my peo ple .  The nI s a w the  wh ole w orld a t  war,and manyfl a gs ofw hite me n we re i n this
land of ou r s.  It was a terr ible w ar ,  a n d  th e f ighting an dthe b l ood
mad e  m e s ick in my dream. Then, last ofall, I  s awa  'pers on'
c om i ng- -coming acr osswhat seem ed the plains.  Therewere d eep  sh adow s 
a ll  ab ou t  hi m  a s h e  ap proached . T his ' pers o n ' kept  be ckon ing m e to
come tohim , an d  at  last  I di d go  t o him .

"'D o you  k now who I am,'he a sked me.
"' No , " pe rson, "  I donot  kn ow you.   Who a r e y ou , a nd  where is your
cou nt r y ?' 

"'If y ou wil l  l is t en to me ,boy , yo u shall  bea  g reat chi ef and yo ur 
people  s hall l ov e y ou.   Ify ou d o notlisten,thenI  shall turn ag a inst
you.  My na m e  i s  "Re aso n."'

"As t he ' p erso n' s p ok e t h is la st, h es tr u ck the ground withastickhe
ca rried, and th e blow set t h e grassafir e .I have alwaystried  to know
t h at 'pers on.' I think  I know h i m  whereve r h e m aybe, a nd  in any camp. H e ha shelpedmeall mylif e,and  Ish all never  turn ag ai ns thi m-- never . "

Thatwa s t he  ol d chi e f's dr eam a nd n ow  a wor d about th e swea t- ba th. Asm all l odge ismade of  willows,  by bend in gthem an d sticking th eends
in th egro und. A complete d sweat-lodge is shaped like an  in verte d
bo wl, and i n t he cen tre is a s mall h ole i nthe g round .  T helo dge is
cov e r edwithro bes,  bark,and dirt, or anyth i ngthat will mak e i t
re a s on abl y  t i ght .The n a fire is built  outside a nd ne ar the
swe a t-l od ge in w hich st onesa re heat ed.  When  the ston es  are r ead y, the
bat her craw ls inside the s w ea t-lod ge,  and a nass istan t roll s  th e hot 
stone sfrom t he fi re , and in to the lodge.  They are  thenrolle d i nto
the h ole inthe lodge  and  sprinkled  wi thwater .
 me,_and it_has most all come_to pass.__Part is_yet_to
come.  But_come it surely_will.

"First I saw my_own people in_three_wars.  Then I saw the Buffalo
disappear in a hole in the ground, followed_by_many of_my_people._ Then
I saw the whole_world at war, and many_flags of_white men were in this
land of ours. _It_was a terrible_war, and the fighting and the blood
made me sick_in my dream.  Then, last_of all, I_saw_a_'person'
coming--coming across what seemed_the plains.  There were deep_shadows
all about him as he approached._ This 'person' kept beckoning me to
come_to him, and at last I_did go to him.

"'Do you_know who_I am,' he asked me.

"'No,_"person," I do_not know_you.  Who_are you, and where is your
country?'

"'If_you will listen_to me, boy, you shall be_a_great chief and_your
people_shall_love you._ If you_do_not listen,_then_I shall turn against
you.  My_name_is "Reason."'

"As the 'person' spoke this last,_he struck the ground_with_a stick he
carried, and_the blow set the grass_afire.  I have always tried_to know
that_'person.' _I think I know him wherever he may be, and in_any camp.
He has helped me all_my life, and I_shall never_turn_against
him--never."

That was the_old_chief's dream_and now a word about the sweat-bath._ A
small_lodge is made of willows, by_bending them and sticking_the_ends
in the ground.  A completed_sweat-lodge is shaped like an inverted
bowl,_and in the centre is_a_small_hole in the ground. _The lodge is
covered with robes, bark,_and dirt, or_anything that will make it
reasonably tight. _Then_a fire is built outside and_near_the
sweat-lodge in which stones are heated.__When_the stones are ready, the
bather_crawls inside the sweat-lodge, and an_assistant rolls the hot
stones from the fire, and into_the lodge. _They are then rolled into
the_hole_in_the lodge and sprinkled with water.