Sun’s Road started on his journey.  When he came to the river he took off his leggings and moccasins and waded across.  It was cold, for by this time it was late in the night.  On the other side of the river he put on his leggings and moccasins again and walked on north, sometimes walking, and sometimes trotting for a little way.  After he had walked a long distance and it was beginning to get toward morning he felt tired and thought that he would rest for a little while.  He looked about for a place to lie down, and found a little bunch of brush behind a small bank, and there unbelted his robe and lay down to sleep for a little while.  He had not slept long when his feet became cold and this woke him, and when he raised his head he saw that day was beginning to break.  He said to himself:  “I must not stay here longer.  I am out looking for buffalo for people who are starving.  I must not lie here,” so he rose and tied up his waist and started on.

He walked on and on and at length he saw the high hill and on it the pile of bones.  As he went on he came nearer and nearer, and he walked up the hill until he was close by the pile of bones.  Then he stopped, for he was afraid.  He was afraid that when he looked over the hill he would see nothing.  He wanted to make a great man of himself, and to take back the news that he had seen buffalo, so that the people would call his name and all would say that Sun’s Road was smart and was lucky.  He was so afraid that he would see nothing when he looked over the hill that he stopped and stood there and thought.  He said to himself:  “If I shall not see anything and go back, they will all hear of it and my girl will hear of it.  They will not think much of me.  If I could only see plenty of buffalo, what a great man I should be!”

He went on and when he came to the top of the hill and peeped over, there down below him he saw and counted thirty bulls and a calf.  He looked at them and said, “Those are bulls; they are not much, but something.”  He looked another way, and presently he saw one bull, and then two, and then others far off, scattered—­in all five or six.  He said again, “These are not many, but they will be some help to the people.”  A little to his right and down the hill a point of the bluff ran out a little way and this point hid a part of the country beyond, and Sun’s Road walked down there just a few steps to see what was over that way.  When he got there he looked out into a very pretty, level basin with a stream running through it, and said to himself:  “This is a pretty place, a good place for buffalo.  There ought to be a great many of them here.”

At first he could see none, but he kept on looking and at last far off, just specks, he saw a few—­a very few, perhaps ten or fifteen—­cows.

For a long time he stood there trying to think what he should tell the chiefs when he went back to the camp.  He said to himself:  “If I go back and tell them just what I have seen it will be nothing to tell.  Now, I want people to think that I am a great man, and I am going to tell them a lie.  Yes, I shall have to tell them a lie.  I shall tell them that when I looked over the hill I saw those thirty bulls with one calf, but beyond I saw many buffalo—­hundreds.  I know it is a lie, but I shall have to tell it.”  Then he turned about and went back.