He travelled toward the Sand Hills.  The fourth night out he had a dream.  He dreamed that he went into a little lodge, in which lived an old woman.  This old woman said to him, “Why are you here, my son?” He said:  “I am mourning day and night, crying all the while.  My little son, who is the only one left me, also mourns.”  “Well,” said the old woman, “for whom are you mourning?” He said:  “I am mourning for my wife.  She died some time ago.  I am looking for her.”  “Oh!” said the old woman, “I saw her.  She passed this way.  I myself am not powerful medicine, but over by that far butte lives another old woman.  Go to her, and she will give you power to enable you to continue your journey.  You could not go there by yourself without help.  Beyond the next butte from her lodge, you will find the camp of the ghosts.”

The next morning he awoke and went on to the next butte.  It took him a long day to get there, but he found no lodge there, so he lay down and went to sleep.  Again he dreamed.  In his dream, he saw a little lodge, and an old woman came to the door-way and called him.  He went in, and she said to him:  “My son, you are very poor.  I know why you have come this way.  You are seeking your wife, who is now in the ghost country.  It is a very hard thing for you to get there.  You may not be able to get your wife back, but I have great power, and I will do all I can for you.  If you do exactly as I tell you, you may succeed.”  She then spoke to him with wise words, telling him what he should do.  Also she gave him a bundle of medicine, which would help him on his journey.

Then she said:  “You stay here for a while, and I will go over there [to the ghosts’ camp], and try to bring some of your relations; and if I am able to bring them back, you may return with them, but on the way you must shut your eyes.  If you should open them and look about you, you would die.  Then you would never come back.  When you get to the camp, you will pass by a big lodge, and they will say to you, ’Where are you going, and who told you to come here?’ You will reply, ’My grandmother, who is standing out here with me, told me to come.’  They will try to scare you.  They will make fearful noises, and you will see strange and terrible things; but do not be afraid.”

Then the old woman went away, and after a time came back with one of the man’s relations.  He went with this relation to the ghosts’ camp.  When they came to the big lodge, some one called out and asked the man what he was doing, and he answered as the old woman had told him to do.  As he passed on through the camp, the ghosts tried to scare him with all kinds of fearful sights and sounds, but he kept up a brave heart.

He came to another lodge, and the man who owned it came out, and asked him where he was going.  He said:  “I am looking for my dead wife, I mourn for her so much that I cannot rest.  My little boy, too, keeps crying for his mother.  They have offered to give me other wives, but I do not want them.  I want the one for whom I am searching.”