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Another day the son-in-law rose early in the morning and went over to the old man's lodge and kicked against the poles, calling to him, "Get up now and help me; I want you to go and stamp on the log-jam to drive out the buffalo." When the old man moved his feet on the jam and a buffalo ran out, the son-in-law was not ready for it, and it passed by him before he shot the arrow; so he only wounded it. It ran away, but at last it fell down and died. "Welcome," said the man, and he motioned to a place where the stranger should sit. Friday is fine, and towards nightfall grows still milder, until it seems that even in the dawn of October a summer's night may be born..
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