--- title: The Tree-bound — Old Indian Legends · full text with trees · page 2 description: The Tree-bound, «Old Indian Legends» by Zitkala-Sa: the whole chapter, every sentence with its dependency tree and pragmatics. It begins: IT was a clear summer day. --- [Mova](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) · [this page in HTML](https://mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/page/2/) [home](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/) / [corpora](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/) / [tales](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/) / [Old Indian Legends](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/) / The Tree-bound # The Tree-bound · page 2 [1](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/) **2** - [101](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/101/) — Together with his dangling pouches and tinkling ornaments, he placed it on the ground. - [102](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/102/) — Now he climbed the tree unhindered. - [103](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/103/) — Soon from the top he took the bird. - [104](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/104/) — “My friend, toss to me your arrow that I may have the honor of wiping it clean on soft deerskin!” exclaimed Iktomi. - [105](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/105/) — “How!” said the brave, and threw the bird and arrow to the ground. - [106](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/106/) — At once Iktomi seized the arrow. - [107](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/107/) — Rubbing it first on the grass and then on a piece of deerskin, he muttered indistinct words all the while. - [108](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/108/) — The young man, stepping downward from limb to limb, hearing the low muttering, said: “Iktomi, I cannot hear what you say!” - [109](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/109/) — “Oh, my friend, I was only talking of your big heart.” - [110](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/110/) — Again stooping over the arrow Iktomi continued his repetition of charm words. - [111](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/111/) — “Grow fast, grow fast to the bark of the tree,” he whispered. - [112](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/112/) — Still the young man moved slowly downward. - [113](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/113/) — Suddenly dropping the arrow and standing erect, Iktomi said aloud: “Grow fast to the bark of the tree!” - [114](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/114/) — Before the brave could leap from the tree he became tight-grown to the bark. - [115](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/115/) — “Ah! ha!” laughed the bad Iktomi. - [116](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/116/) — “I have the magic arrow! - [117](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/117/) — I have the beaded buckskins of the great avenger!” - [118](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/118/) — Hooting and dancing beneath the tree, he said: “I shall kill the red eagle; I shall wed the chieftain's beautiful daughter!” - [119](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/119/) — “Oh, Iktomi, set me free!” begged the tree-bound Dakota brave. - [120](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/120/) — But Iktomi's ears were like the fungus on a tree. - [121](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/121/) — He did not hear with them. - [122](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/122/) — Wearing the handsome buckskins and carrying proudly the magic arrow in his right hand, he started off eastward. - [123](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/123/) — Imitating the swaying strides of the avenger, he walked away with a face turned slightly skyward. - [124](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/124/) — “Oh, set me free! - [125](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/125/) — I am glued to the tree like its own bark! - [126](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/126/) — Cut me loose!” moaned the prisoner. - [127](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/127/) — A young woman, carrying on her strong back a bundle of tightly bound willow sticks, passed near by the lonely teepee. - [128](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/128/) — She heard the wailing man's voice. - [129](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/129/) — She paused to listen to the sad words. - [130](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/130/) — Looking around she saw nowhere a human creature. - [131](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/131/) — “It may be a spirit,” thought she. - [132](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/132/) — “Oh! cut me loose! set me free! - [133](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/133/) — Iktomi has played me false! - [134](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/134/) — He has made me bark of his tree!” cried the voice again. - [135](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/135/) — The young woman dropped her pack of firewood to the ground. - [136](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/136/) — With her stone axe she hurried to the tree. - [137](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/137/) — There before her astonished eyes clung a young brave close to the tree. - [138](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/138/) — Too shy for words, yet too kind-hearted to leave the stranger tree-bound, she cut loose the whole bark. - [139](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/139/) — Like an open jacket she drew it to the ground. — checked by a teacher - [140](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/140/) — With it came the young man also. - [141](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/141/) — Free once more, he started away. - [142](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/142/) — Looking backward, a few paces from the young woman, he waved his hand, upward and downward, before her face. - [143](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/143/) — This was a sign of gratitude used when words failed to interpret strong emotion. - [144](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/144/) — When the bewildered woman reached her dwelling, she mounted a pony and rode swiftly across the rolling land. - [145](https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg338/8/145/) — To the camp ground in the east, to the chieftain troubled by the red eagle, she carried her story. 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