I dreamt I was going to take a ride with a crow. I sat on its back just below its neck.

The crow flew up with me on him. I held on to him tightly.

It got to the top of a tree and took a rest there. The tree was a beech and there were many other crows there.

My crow could talk Indian and said to me, "Let's go over there."

"All right!" I said.

"Well, hang on."

The other tree was lower and he flew in a big curve and left me there.

Then I thought to myself, "How am I going to get down?"

SOURCE: The Dream in Primitive Cultures edited by Jackson Lincoln, 1935, p 283 in 1970 reprint. Primary source: interviews of Ottawa Indians in 1927; unpub. field notes by Paul Radin. J.P. was a 73-75 year old man.

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