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IT WAS IN MAY OF 1882 THAT Samuel Sand came into the small cabin that he called home and sat down heavily on a box that served him for a chair。 Silently his squaw woman heated some coffee and placed it before him。 She moved heavily； being swollen with child。
He sat there for a long time； his coffee growing cold before him。 Occasionally； he would look out the door toward the prairie； with its faint remnant patches of snow still hidden in the corners of rises。
The squaw began to cook the evening meal。 Beans and salt buffalo meat。 It was still early in the day to cook the meal； because the sun had not yet reached the noon； but she felt vaguely disturbed and had to do something。 Now and then； she would glance at Sam out of the corners of her eyes but he was lost in a troubled world that women were not allowed to enter。 So she kept stirring the beans and meat in the pot and waited for his mood and the day to pass。
Kaneha was sixteen that spring and it was only the summer before that the buffalo…hunter had e to the tepees of her tribe to purchase a wife。 He had e on a black horse； leading a mule that was burdened heavily with pack。
The chief and the council of braves came out to greet him。 They sat down in a circle of peace around the fire with the pot of stew cooking over it。 The chief took out the pipe and Sam took out a bottle of whisky。 Silently the chief held the pipe to the glowing coals and then； when it was lit； held it to his mouth and puffed deeply。 He passed it to Sam； who puffed and in turn passed it to the brave seated next to him in the circle。
When the pipe came back to the chief； Sam opened the bottle of whisky。 He wiped the rim of it carefully and tilted it to his lips； then offered it to the chief。 The chief did the same and took a large swallow of the whisky。 It burned his throat and his eyes watered and he wanted to cough； but he choked back the cough and passed the bottle to the brave seated next to him。
When the bottle came back to Sam； he placed it on the ground in front of the chief。 He leaned forward and took a piece of meat out of the pot。 He chewed elaborately on the fatty morsel with much smacking of his lips and then swallowed it。
He looked at the chief。 〃Good dog。〃
The chief nodded。 〃We cut out its tongue and kept it tied to a stake that it would be properly fat。〃
They were silent for a moment and the chief reached again for the bottle of whisky。 Sam knew it was then time for him to speak。
〃I am a mighty hunter；〃 he boasted。 〃My gun has slain thousands of buffalo。 My prowess is known all across the plains。 There is no brave who can feed as many as I。〃
The chief nodded solemnly。 〃The deeds of Red Beard are known to us。 It is an honor to wele him to our tribe。〃
〃I have e to my brothers for the maiden known as Kaneha；〃 Sam said。 〃I want her for my squaw。〃
The chief sighed slowly in relief。 Kaneha was the youngest of his daughters and the least favored。 For she was tall for a maiden； almost as tall as the tallest brave； and thin； her waist so thin that two hands could span it。 There was not enough room inside her for a child to grow； and her face and features were straight and flat； not round and fat； as a maiden's should be。 The chief sighed again in relief。 Kaneha would be no problem now。
〃It is a wise choice；〃 he said aloud。 〃The maiden Kaneha is ripe for child…bearing。 Already her blood floods thickly to the ground when the moon is high。〃
Sam got to his feet and walked over to the mule。 He opened one of the packs and took out six bottles of whisky and a small wooden box。 He carried them back to the circle and placed them on the ground before him。 He sat down again。
〃I have brought gifts to my brothers； the Kiowa；〃 he said。 〃In appreciation of the honor they show me when they allow me to sit in their council。〃
He placed the whisky bottles in front of the chief and opened the little box。 It was filled with gaily colored beads and trinkets。 He held the box so that all could see and then placed it； too； before the chief。
The chief nodded again。 〃The Kiowa is grateful for the gifts of Red Beard。 But the loss of the maiden Kaneha will be a difficult one for her tribe to bear。 Already she has won her place among us by her skills in her womanly crafts。 Her cooking and sewing； her artistry in leather…making。〃
〃I am aware of the high regard in which the Kiowa hold their daughter Kaneha；〃 Sam said formally。 〃And I came prepared to pensate them for their loss。〃
He got to his feet again。 〃For the loss of her aid in feeding the tribe； I pledge the meat of two buffalo；〃 he said； looking down at them。 〃For the loss of her labor； I give to my brothers this mule which I have brought with me。 And to pensate them for the loss of her beauty； I bring them… 〃
He paused dramatically and walked back to his mule。 Silently he untied the heavy rolled pack on its back。 He carried the pack back to the seated council and laid it on the ground before them。 Slowly he unrolled it。
A sigh of awe came unbidden from the circle。 The chief's eyes glittered。
〃。 。 。 the hide of the sacred white buffalo；〃 Sam said。 He looked around the circle。 Their eyes were fixed on the beautiful white skin that shone before them like snow on the ground。
The albino buffalo was a rarity。 The chief that could be laid to rest on such a sacred hide was assured that his spirit would enter the happy hunting grounds。 To the skin…traders； it might be worth almost as much as ten ordinary hides。 But Sam knew what he wanted。
He wanted a woman。 For five years； he had lived on these plains and had been able only to share the services of a whore once a year at trading time in the small room back of the skin…trader's post。 It was time he had a woman of his own。
The chief； so impressed with the munificence of Sam's offer that he forgot to bargain further； looked up。 〃It is with honor that we give the mighty hunter Red Beard the woman Kaneha to be his squaw。〃
He rose to his feet as a sign that the council was over。
〃Prepare my daughter Kaneha for her husband；〃 he said。 He turned and walked toward his tent and Sam followed him。
In another tent； Kaneha sat waiting。 Somehow； she had known that Red Beard had e for her。 In keeping with maidenly modesty； she had gone into the waiting tent so that she might not hear the bargaining。 She sat there calmly； for she was not afraid of Red Beard。 She had looked into his face many times when he had e to visit her father。
Now there was the sound of babbling women ing toward the tent。 She looked toward the flap。 The bargaining was over。 She only hoped that Red Beard had at least offered one buffalo for her。 The women burst into the tent。 They were all talking at once。 No bride had ever brought greater gifts。 The mule。 Beads。 Whisky。 The hide of a sacred white buffalo。 Two buffalo for meat。
Kaneha smiled proudly to herself。 In that moment； she knew that Red Beard loved her。 From outside the tent came the sound of the drums beginning to beat out the song of marriage。 The women gathered in a circle around her； their feet stamping in time to the drums。
She dropped her shift to the ground and the women came close。 One on each side of her began to unplait the long braid that hung past her shoulders。 Two others began to cover her body with grease from the bear； which was to make her fertile。 At last； all was done and they stepped back。
She stood there naked in the center of the tent； facing the flap。 Her body shone with the grease and she was straight and tall； her breasts high and her stomach flat； her legs straight and long。
The flap opened and the medicine man entered。 In one hand he carried the devil wand； in the other the marriage stick。 He shook the devil wand in the four corners of the tent and sprang twice into the air to make sure there were no devils hovering over them； then he advanced toward her。 He held the marriage stick over her head。
She looked up at it。 It was made of highly polished wood； carved into the shape of an erect phallus and testes。 Slowly he lowered it until it rested on her forehead。 She closed her eyes because it was not seemly for a maiden to look so deeply into the source of a warrior's strength。
The medicine man began to dance around her； springing high into the air and mumbling incantations over her。 He pressed the stick to her breasts； to her stomach； to her back and buttocks； to her cheeks and to her eyes； until now it was covered with the bear grease from her body。 Finally； he leaped into the air with a horrible shriek and when his feet touched the earth again； everything was silent； even the drums。
As in a trance； she took the marriage stick from the medicine man。 Silently she held it to her face； then her breasts； then her stomach。
The drums began again； beating slowly。 In time with their rhythm； she lowered the stick between her legs。 Her feet began to move in time to the drums； slowly at first； then faster as the drums picked up tempo。 Her long black hair； which hung to her buttocks； began to flare out wildly as she began to move around the circle of women； holding out the marriage stick for their blessing and cries of envy。
The circle pleted； she once more stood alone in its center； her f