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March 2, 2011

Yellow Cloud

Yellow Cloud was not feeling well, so he decided to visit the medicine man. The medicine man sat him down, looked deeply into his eyes, shook a rattle and hummed a song over him for a few minutes, finally ‘slapping’ his face with the feathers which were attached to the end of the rattle; then he cut a thin, metre-long strip from a piece of buffalo hide, and gave it to Yellow Cloud, saying, “Eat a bite of this every day and come back and see me when it’s all gone!”

Obediently, a little over a month later, Yellow Cloud again visited the medicine man’s teepee. When the medicine man saw him he said, “Little Big Man! My heart soars like a hawk!”

But when Yellow Cloud said, “No Grandfather! It is I… Yellow Cloud…” he said, “Oh, it is you… I remember you…” Then after an awkward moment’s silence, he said, “How are you feeling now?”

“Doctor,” said Yellow Cloud, “The thong is ended, but the malady lingers on!”

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