[b] Riggs' Tahkoo Wakan, p. 90.
[c] Slander.

All the night in the teepee they sang,
and they danced to the mighty Unktehee,
While the loud-braying Chan-che-ga rang
and the shrill-piping flute and the rattle,
Till Anpetuwee [70] rose in the east
--from the couch of the blushing Han-nan-na.
And then at the dance and the feast
sang the song of Unktehee in chorus:

"Wa-du-ta o-hna mi-ka-ge!
Wa-du-ta o-hna mi-ka-ge!
Mini-yata ite wakande maku,
Ate wakan--Tunkansidan,

Tunkansidan pejihuta wakan
Micage--he Wicage!
Miniyata ite wakande maku.
Taukansidan ite, nape du-win-ta woo,
Wahutopa wan yuha, nape du-win-ta too."

TRANSLATION

In red swan-down he made it for me;
In red swan-down he made it for me;
He of the water--he of the mysterious face--
Gave it to me;
Sacred Father--Grandfather!