He traveled fast, walking and trotting, and sometimes running, for he wished to reach the camp before night.  It was late in the afternoon when he came to the river, waded across and reached the camp.  He went into his father’s lodge and sat down.  His father was at work making a whetstone.  He looked up at his son, and said, “Ha, you have returned,” and he turned to his wife and said, “Give our son something to eat.”  His mother was cooking a little dog, the last one they had, and she gave Sun’s Road a piece of it and he ate.  Then he took off his moccasins, went over to his bed and lay down, covered himself, and went to sleep.  He did not speak, and he made no report to the chiefs.  Some children were playing in the lodge, and making a little noise, and his father spoke to them, saying, “Go out, you will wake my son; he is tired and has gone to sleep.”  Sun’s Road slept only for a short time, for the lie that he was going to tell troubled him.  Pretty soon he heard one of the old chiefs coming—­old Double Head.  He could hear him coming, coughing and groaning and clearing his throat, and he knew who it was by the sound.  The chief entered the lodge and sat down, and said to Sun’s Road’s father, “Has your son returned?” The father replied, “Yes, he is asleep.”  He filled the pipe and Double Head smoked.  Sun’s Road lay still.  In a few moments he heard another old man coming towards the lodge grunting.  He knew who it was—­White Cow.  He came in, sat down, asked the same question that Double Head had asked, and smoked.

White Cow called to Sun’s Road, “Nephew, get up now and tell us what you saw; we are starving.”

Sun’s Road rolled over, pulled the robe from his head, raised himself on his elbow and said:  “I went to the hill of the pile of bones, and on the other side of the hill right over beyond the bones I saw thirty bulls and a calf.  Just beyond them, as I looked over, I saw many buffalo.”

The old men stood up and went out.  Soon he heard them crying out through the camp so that all the people should hear:  “Sun’s Road has come in.  On the other side of the pile of bones he saw thirty bulls and a calf, and just below this he saw many buffalo.  Gather in your horses.  Get them up.  Women, sharpen your knives.  Men, whet your arrow points.  Tie up your horses, and early in the morning we will go after buffalo.  The camp will stay here.  All will go on horseback.”

Sun’s Road was frightened when he heard this, but it was now too late to be sorry for what he had done.  Next morning just at break of day, before it was light, all the people were out.  The old crier was still shouting out, “Saddle your horses; make ready to start, men, women and all.”

Soon all were saddled, and they crossed the river and went on.  The chiefs rode first and everyone was behind them.  No one rode ahead of them.  They went pretty fast, for all were eager to get to the buffalo.

Pretty soon they came in sight of the pile of bones.  Sun’s Road could hear the old chiefs talking and saying to each other, “There are the bones; soon we will be there at the buffalo.”  All the time he kept thinking of the lie that he had told, and remembering that there were only a few buffalo, while he had said that there were many.  He did not know what he should do.