I. Two Medicine 1
HUGH MONROE 1
THE WOMAN WHO EARNED A MAN’S NAME 12
THE STORY OF THE THUNDER MEDICINE 23
II. Pu-nak′-ik-si (Cutbank) 43
HOW MOUNTAIN CHIEF FOUND HIS HORSES 49
WHITE FUR AND HIS BEAVER CLAN 59
THE STORY OF THE BAD WIFE 85
OLD MAN AND THE WOMAN 98
III. Ki-nuk′-si Is-si-sak′-ta (Little River) 110
OLD MAN AND THE WOLVES 112
NEW ROBE, THE RESCUER 129
IV. Puht-o-muk-si-kim-iks (The Lakes Inside): St. Mary’s Lakes 146
THE STORY OF THE FIRST HORSES 158
ONE HORN, SHAMER OF CROWS 182
THE ELK MEDICINE CEREMONY 199
NA-WAK′-O-SIS (THE STORY OF TOBACCO) 216
V. Iks-i′-kwo-yi-a-tuk-tai (Swift Current River) 226
THE JEALOUS WOMEN 227
VI. Ni-na Us-tak-wi (Chief Mountain) 233
THE WISE MAN 235
July 12, 1915.
AFTER an absence of many years, I have returned to visit for a time my Blackfeet relatives and friends, and we are camping along the mountain trails where, in the long ago, we hunted buffalo, and elk, and moose, and all the other game peculiar to this region.
To-day we pitched our lodges under Rising Wolf Mountain, that massive, sky-piercing, snow-crested height of red-and-gray rock which slopes up so steeply from the north shore of Upper Two Medicine Lake. This afternoon we saw upon it, some two or three thousand feet up toward its rugged crest, a few bighorn and a  Rocky Mountain goat. But we may not kill them! Said Tail-Feathers-Coming-over-the-Hill: “There they are! Our meat, but the whites have taken them from us, even as they have taken everything else that is ours!” And so we are eating beef where once we feasted upon the rich ribs and loins of game, which tasted all the better because we trailed and killed it, and with no little labor brought it to the womenfolk in camp.