To many Indian tribes of the west. The buffalo is very important to us. We depend on it for our shelter and our meat as well as our clothing. The Gods were kind to us for giving us them. We Indians consider the buffalo sacred, because it was given to us by the Gods.

There was one buffalo that became a legend. We Indians tell stories about it around the campfires often. This buffalo never joined the herd. He grazed on the prairie by himself. He was the largest buffalo ever seen. Many Indians had seen him but none would kill him in a hunt. He was a gift of our Gods. It was an Indian law that no hunter shall put a spear in that holy body or he will die.

Then the white man came. He slaughtered many buffalo’s for just the pleasure of it. One day a white buffalo hunter saw the great buffalo and put a bullet out of his fire stick in the body of the great buffalo. An Indian warrior saw this and told his tribe what the white hunter had done. The Indian camp went out and killed the white hunter. There has never been a buffalo spirit again.