Trickster+Tales

"Buffalo, my friend, let me talk with you," said Coyote, as his enemy hacked away at the tree's trunk. "Let me smoke my pipe. I like //Kinnikinnick//. Let me smoke. Then I can die more content." "You may have time for one smoke," Grunted Bull Buffalo, resting from his chopping. Coyote spoke to his medicine-power, and a pipe, loaded and lighted, was given to him. He puffed on it once and held out the pipe to Buffalo Bull. "No, I will not smoke with you, " said that one. "You made fun of my bones. I have enough enemies without you." media type="custom" key="23693248" ...It scolded him for getting into trouble, but it gave a flint knife and a stump of pitchwood. From this stump Coyote carved a pair of fine heavy horns with sharp points. He gave them to Buffalo Bull. All buffalo bulls have worn the same kind of horns since. media type="custom" key="23693940" Coyote promised to remember that, and they parted. Coyote started back to his own country and the cow followed. For a few suns he ate only the fat when he was hungry. But after a while he became tired of eating fat, and he began to long for sweet marrow-bones and other good parts of the buffalo...and he took his young cow down beside the creek and killed her... crows and magpies came from all directions... there were too many of them... It was not long until they had devoured every bit of meat... Coyote though he might be able to get another cow from Buffalo Bull, so he set out to find him. When he came to the herd, he was astonished to see the cow he had killed. She was there with the others! She refused to go with Coyote again, and Buffalo Bull would not give him another cow. Coyote had to return to his own country without a buffalo. media type="custom" key="23694152"