"I am going to chase you, Little Thunder,
"And when I catch you - I shall not have grass for dinner;
"I shall have Little Indian for dinner!"
The buffalo chased Little Thunder through the short reeds and through the long reeds.
Little Thunder ran as fast as the wind in the grass. After him ran the buffalo.
The buffalo chased Little Thunder through the marshes and along Black Creek.
Little Thunder could hear the buffalo roaring.
Little Thunder jumped across Black Creek.
"High tide, rise and help me!" said Little Thunder.
The tide rose high, high in Black Creek.
But the buffalo came to the edge and jumped over.