There was also"--her eyes almost closed,
and the needle and thread she held lay still in her lap--"when two of
your brothers were killed in the drive of the buffalo. Did I not see it
all in my dream, and follow after them to take them to my heart? And when
your sister was carried off, was it not my dream which saw the trail, so
that we brought her back again to die in peace, her eyes seeing the Lodge
whither she was going, open to her, and the Sun, the Father, giving her
light and promise--for she had wounded herself to die that the thief who
stole her should leave her to herself. Behold, my daughter, these dreams
have I had, and others; and I have lived long and have seen the bright
day break into storm, and the herds flee into the far hills where none
could follow, and hunger come, and--"
"Hai-yo, see, the birds flying south," said the girl with a gesture
towards the cloudless sky. "Never since I lived have they gone south so
soon." Again she shuddered slightly, then she spoke slowly: "I also have
dreamed, and I will follow my dream. I dreamed"--she knelt down beside
her mother, and rested her hands in her mother's lap--"I dreamed that
there was a wall of hills dark and heavy and far away, and that whenever
my eyes looked at them they burned with tears; and yet I looked and
looked, till my heart was like lead in my breast; and I turned from them
to the rivers and the plains that I loved.
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