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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Prairie Smoke (Second Edition, Revised) + A Collection of Lore of the Prairies + +Author: Melvin Randolph Gilmore + +Release Date: May 2, 2011 [EBook #36012] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PRAIRIE SMOKE *** + + + + +Produced by K Nordquist, Sam W. and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive/American Libraries.) + + + + + + +</pre> + + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 367px;"> +<img src="images/cover.jpg" width="367" height="600" +alt="Front cover of the book" /> +</div> + + +<h1><span class="smcap">Prairie Smoke</span><br /> +<span class="tinyfont">(SECOND EDITION, REVISED)</span></h1> + + +<p class="center padtop"><span class="vsmlfont">BY</span><br /> +<span class="lrgfont">MELVIN RANDOLPH GILMORE</span><br /> +<span class="smlfont">BISMARCK, NORTH DAKOTA<br /> +1921</span></p> + + +<p class="center padtop padbase lrgfont">A COLLECTION of LORE of the PRAIRIES</p> + + +<p class="center vsmlfont padtop padbase">COPYRIGHT 1922<br /> +By MELVIN RANDOLPH GILMORE</p> + + + + +<p class="padtop"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>4]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<a name="map01" id="map01"></a> +<img src="images/ps01.png" width="600" height="483" +alt="Map to Show Distribution of Tribes" /> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>5]</a></span></p> + +<h2>MAP TO SHOW THE DISTRIBUTION OF THE NATIVE +TRIBES IN WHAT IS NOW THE STATE OF NORTH DAKOTA +AND ADJACENT STATES.</h2> + + +<p>The native tribes of North Dakota are of three different linguistic +stocks or races. These are the Algonkian, Siouan and Caddoan. The Algonkian +race is represented in North Dakota by one nation, the Chippewa +or Ojibwa. The Siouan race is represented within our state boundaries +by three nations, the Dakota (sometimes called Sioux), the Mandan, and +the Hidatsa (who are also called Gros Ventre and Minnetari). The Caddoan +race is represented by one nation, the Arikara. Other nations of the +Caddoan race are the Pawnees, the Wichita and the Waco farther south.</p> + +<p>The domain of the Dakota nation comprised southern Minnesota, +northwest Iowa, almost all of South Dakota, part of northwest Nebraska, +eastern Wyoming, and the southern part of North Dakota.</p> + +<p>The Chippewa domain was around the west end of Lake Superior in +northern Wisconsin, northern Minnesota, and part of northeastern North +Dakota.</p> + +<p>The Mandans, Hidatsas and Arikaras were three nations allied together +for mutual protection against the encroachments of their common +enemies who pressed upon them from all sides. The Mandan as an independent +nation held domain along both sides of the Missouri River in +what is now the central part of North Dakota. The Hidatsa were to the +east of the Mandan. The Arikara were, some centuries ago, in northern +Nebraska, but migrated gradually up the river. Finally they were so +pressed by the incursion of the Dakotas from the east that they joined +forces with the Mandans, who allowed them place in their country in +exchange for the added strength which their numbers gave against the +common enemy. The Hidatsas and the Mandans had already, before this, +made alliance, so now the three nations were allied in the region of +the upper Missouri River within what is now North Dakota, extending +westward a little into what is now Montana.</p> + +<p>The several domains of the various native tribes or nations within +North Dakota and adjacent states are represented on this map as follows:</p> + +<div class="centered"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="Key to map areas"> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps02.png" width="70" height="31" alt="Horizontal lines" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Dakota by horizontal lines,</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps03.png" width="70" height="39" alt="Vertical lines" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Chippewa by vertical lines,</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps04.png" width="70" height="43" alt="Oblique cross-hatching" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Mandan-Hidatsa-Arikara alliance by oblique cross-hatching,</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps05.png" width="70" height="38" alt="Oblique lines slanting to the left" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Ponka by oblique lines slanting to the left,</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps06.png" width="70" height="42" alt="Oblique lines slanting to the right" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Omaha by oblique lines slanting to the right,</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps07.png" width="70" height="41" alt="Horizontal and vertical cross-hatching" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Pawnee by horizontal and vertical cross-hatching,</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdlm"><img src="images/ps08.png" width="70" height="38" alt="Cross-hatching of lines horizontal, oblique left and right" /></td> + <td class="tdlm">Oto by cross-hatching of lines horizontal, oblique left and right.</td> + </tr> +</table> +</div> + + + +<p class="padtop"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>6]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="dedication" id="dedication"></a>DEDICATION</h2> + + +<p>To the Real Pioneers of the Great Plains: to those whose questing +spirit first sought out the wonders and the beauties of this land;—its +vast reaches, league upon league, of grassland, verdant in springtime, +sere and red and brown in autumn; its inviting valleys and its forbidding +buttes;—to those whose moccasined feet made the first human footprints +upon the turf of these prairies and upon the sands of these river margins; +whose self-reliance made them the first to breast the current of +these streams; whose humble footpaths over the land have now become +the transcontinental highways of the world’s travel and trade; to those +who first slaked thirst at these cool, clear watersprings, whose hunger +was first satisfied by the fruits of this land, and who, in eating and in +drinking, devoutly gave thanks to our tender Mother Earth for her bounties, +receiving them gratefully as sacred gifts to be prudently used and +thankfully enjoyed, and never to be wasted; who knew and loved this land +in all its spacious extent, east to west and south to north; who reverenced +its sacred places, the holy watersprings, the grand and silent hills, the +mysterious caves, the eery precipices,—all places where their fathers had +with prayer and fasting sought and obtained the favour of the gods, and +where the gods had granted revelations and given wisdom to their +fathers; to those whose eyes first beheld this land in its virgin beauty, +fresh and joyous, unscarred and unspoiled, clean and wholesome, animated +with exuberance of life of many species of both plant and animal +in wonderful balance and adjustment, spontaneously replenished; and who +held it a form of sacrilege to violate or in any way endanger the overthrow +of that delicate balance of nature;—to those first inhabitants of +this land which we now inhabit.</p> + +<p>That something of their appreciation, of their love and reverence +for the land and its native life, something of their respect for its sacred +places and holy associations; that something of their sense of its charm, +of its beauty and wonder, may come to us; that we may the more worthily +occupy and more sympathetically enjoy our tenure of this land.</p> + +<p>To these ends and purposes this book is hopefully and earnestly +dedicated.</p> + + + +<p class="padtop"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>7]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="introduction" id="introduction"></a>INTRODUCTION</h2> + + +<p>Many persons are ever seeking outside of themselves and in some +distant place or time for interest and cheer. They are always discontented +and complaining. They fancy if they were but in some other +place or other circumstances they would be happy. But this is a vain fancy. +Each of us carries with him the germs of happiness or of unhappiness. +Those of unhappy disposition will be unhappy wherever they may be. +Cheer is not in environment, but in the individual. One who is of a +cheerful, understanding disposition will find interest and cheer wherever +he may be.</p> + +<p>Robert Louis Stevenson well said “The world is so full of a +number of things I think we should all be as happy as kings.” When +there are so many interesting things in the world, so many in any given +place, so many more than one can ever fully know or enjoy in the short +span of human lifetime, how can one ever be overtaken by dullness? If +dullness seem to enfold us, be sure it is we that are dull; it is because our +minds are lazy and our eyes unseeing. There is enough of interest +about us wherever we may be to engage our attention if we open our eyes +to it. If we have initiative and independence of mind we shall find interest +everywhere; but if we depend upon others or neglect what is about us +in desire for what is distant we shall never be content. One greater than +Robert Louis Stevenson said “The Kingdom of Heaven is within you.”</p> + +<p>It is with the purpose of calling attention to some of the many +fascinatingly interesting things which we have all about us on the +prairie plains and in the hills and valleys of our own state, and perhaps +in our own neighborhood, that this volume is produced. The myths +which pertain to the hills, valleys, springs and streams in our own state +and in our own neighborhood must be of interest to us when we look with +our own eyes upon the actual places to which these myths pertain. And +these myths of the country in which we live are at least equal in beauty +and interest to the myths of the Greeks, and to the old Teutonic myths of +Thor, Odin, and Freya; or even to our own old British myths which we +have from our Druidic ancestors. And however beautiful and interesting +in itself a native tree or flower or other plant may be, however engaging +to the attention may be a native bird or beast, how much more so +when we think of what this bird or beast or flower or tree has been in +the lives of generations of our fellow creatures who have lived here and +loved this land and its teeming native life long before we ever saw it.</p> + +<p>So, it is with the purpose of directing the attention of our people to +the wealth of lore, of legend and story and myth, and of wonder and +beauty which lies all about us here if we but look and listen, that this +little volume is presented.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>8]</a></span> +The title of this book is suggested by one of the popular names of the +flower which is the subject of one of the stories of this volume. This +flower, the earliest of all to bloom in springtime over all the northern +prairies, has a number of popular names, among which are Pasque +flower, Gosling flower, and Prairie Smoke flower. The latter name is +suggested by the nebulous appearance presented by a patch of the bluish +flowers blooming upon a prairie hillside in early spring, while all other +vegetation is still brown and dead. At such a time, with all their blossoms +tremulous in the spring wind, they appear to the view like a pulsing +cloud of grayish-blue smoke hovering low over the ground.</p> + +<p>Besides the reference to this dearly-loved prevernal flower the term +“prairie smoke” also connotes a number of other engaging conceptions. +To one who has lived upon the prairie this term will recall lively recollections +of both sight and scent. It will recall to the imagination memories +of rolling billows of smoke which he has seen covering miles of advancing +lines of prairie fire; he will see again in memory the tiny blue spirals of +smoke showing where some solid particles still smoulder hours after the +line of fire has passed on leaving behind a vast blackened waste. It will +recall to him also the rare, intangible blue haze which for days after +such a fire lay like a veil over all the plain, and through which the sun +appeared like a great red disk hanging in the sky, while the air was +redolent with an indescribable tang. Again, it brings to mind the wisps +of smoke which once curled upward in the quiet summer air from stovepipes +projecting from the roofs of prairie sodhouses, or which on +snowy winter mornings hung above them like thin white scarfs against a +vast background of blue overhanging a white world.</p> + +<p>It will bring to mind also other days and other scenes of this same +prairie country, when there might be seen wreaths of smoke issuing +from the domes of the hemispherical-shaped houses of villages of Mandans, +Pawnees, or Omahas, upon the hills and river terraces, their laboriously +tilled cornfields and gardens in the fertile alluvial valleys near by. +Or, again, it will recall the scene of an encampment of some of these +people out upon the prairie on a buffalo hunt in quest of their meat +supply. The encampment is a circle of conical tents, a circle of perhaps +a half mile in diameter. Before each tent the evening fire is twinkling in +the dusk upon the green of the prairie, a circle of friendly lights, each the +centre of a family group, while a few stars begin to twinkle in the blue +of the sky above, and the sunset colours glow in the horizon.</p> + +<p>Some or all of these sights and scents, and others also, will present +themselves according to the experience of the one who comprehends the +title “Prairie Smoke.”</p> + +<p>So it is hoped that to each one who reads this little volume it may +indeed be as a “wisp of prairie smoke,” and shall bring a real savour of +the prairie and at least a slight realisation of what the Prairie was before +it was swept by the destructive Fires of Change.</p> + + + +<p class="padtop"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>9]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="part01" id="part01"></a>Land and People</h2> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap01" id="pt01chap01"></a>NATURE AND HEALTH</h3> + +<p>The philosophy of health and wholesomeness of the native Americans, +the Indians, was to live in accordance with nature and by coming as +much as possible into direct physical contact with the elements in nature, +such as the sunshine, the rain and snow, the air and earth. They +felt the need and desire to be in frequent and immediate contact with +“Mother Earth,” to receive upon their persons the strong rays of the +sun, the restorative efficacy of the winds from the clean sky, and to +bathe daily in living streams.</p> + +<p>The priest of a certain ritual of the Pawnee nation visited Washington. +He admired the Washington monument as he viewed it from the +capitol. When he went over to visit the monument he measured the +dimensions of its base by pacing; then he stood up and gazed toward its +summit, noting its height. Then he went inside; but when he was asked +whether he would walk up the stairway or go on the lift, he said: “I +will not go up. White men like to pile up stones, and they may go to the +top of them; I will not. I have ascended the mountains made by Tirawa.” +(Tirawa is the Pawnee name of God.)</p> + +<p>Some years ago Mr. Louis J. Hill took a party of people of the +Blackfoot tribe to New York City as his guests. They were interested +in the sight of the great engineering feats as manifested in the great +structures of the city. But they were unwilling to be cooped up in the +rooms of the hotel, so they made arrangements to be allowed to set up +their tents upon the hotel roof so that they might at least have the +natural sunlight and the outdoor air.</p> + +<p>In an ancient Pawnee ritual there is a hymn which begins with the +words, “Now behold; hither comes the ray of our father Sun; it cometh +over all the land, passeth in the lodge, us to touch and give us strength.” +And in another stanza of this hymn, referring to the passing of the +sun, it continues, “Now behold where has passed the ray of our father +Sun; around the lodge the ray has passed and left its blessing there, +touching us, each one of us.”</p> + +<p>So it was ever the aim to live in accord with nature, to commune +often with nature. A word of admonition from the wisdom lore of the +Menomini tribe says, “Look often at the moon and the stars.” And the +Winnebagoes have a wise saying: “Holy Mother Earth, the trees and all +nature, are witnesses of your thoughts and deeds.” Another admonition +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>10]</a></span> +of Winnebago wisdom is: “Reverence the Unseen Forces that are +always near you and are always trying to lead you right.”</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap02" id="pt01chap02"></a>SPIRIT OF LIFE</h3> + +<p>In the following verses Dr. A. McG. Beede of Fort Yates, North +Dakota, has translated a prayer he once heard uttered by an old man of +the Dakota nation who had just come from bathing in the river and was +standing upon a hill giving expression to his feeling of adoration:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Spirit of Life in things above<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And lovelier in things below,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We pray to Thee, All-being-love,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Spontaneous in our hearts to grow.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Our Father Life, we live in Thee<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And pray for glory which is Thine,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And by our living may we be<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As Thou art in the Life divine.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The trees and flowers and watersprings<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Are singing good old songs of mirth,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So may we sing while music brings<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The good old joy o’er all the earth.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Spirit of Life, sing on, sing on;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Sing till our aching hearts find rest<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And anxious fear is past and gone,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And like the rivers we are blest.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The earth is singing, hark the song;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The whispering breezes floating by,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The waterstreams gliding along,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Reflecting faces in the sky.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Spirit of Life, we worship Thee,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">With waterstreams and trees and flowers;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So may our new-born spirits be<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As Thou art, and Thy glory ours.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap03" id="pt01chap03"></a>ATTITUDE TOWARDS NATIVE LIFE</h3> + +<p>People of European race resident in America, (Americans we call +ourselves) have sentimental regard toward the plants and animals native +to Europe, some of which, domesticated by our ancestors, we have +brought with us to America. But most of our people have not developed +such sentiments toward the plants and animals native to America. +Literary allusions, songs and stories refer to trees, flowers, birds and +other forms of life pertaining to our old home lands in Europe, but not +to those of America. People of our race have been inhabitants of +America now for three centuries, and still we have not made ourselves +at home here; we have not formed sentimental attachment to the land and +to its native forms of life.</p> + +<p>It is a pity for a people not to be so attached to the country in which +they live that their sentiments shall be first of all for the forms of life +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>11]</a></span> +that are native to their own country. Otherwise there is a disharmony +which lessens happiness and is harmful in many ways.</p> + +<p>Lacking friendly feeling for the plants and animals native to America +there has been a tendency to destroy these things in a ruthless manner; +and this can hardly be prevented by law unless we can awaken +sentimental feelings for the native forms of life in America such as that +which our ancestors had for forms of life native in Europe.</p> + +<p>Indians, the native Americans, have friendly sentiments, and even +feelings of reverence for the forms of life native to America.</p> + +<p>I once asked an old Omaha what was the feeling of Indians when +they saw the white men wantonly killing buffaloes. As soon as he comprehended +my question he dropped his head and was silent for a moment, +seeming to be overcome by sadness; and then in a tone as though he +were ashamed that such a thing could have been done by human beings, +he answered: “It seemed to us a most wicked, awful thing.”</p> + +<p>Most white men can not comprehend the sense of pain experienced +by Indians at seeing the native forms of life in America ruthlessly and +wantonly destroyed with no compunction on the part of the destroyers. +And this destruction of the forms of native American life by white people +gave to Indians a sense of a fearful void in nature, coupled with a +feeling of grief, of horror, of distress and pain. It was not fundamentally +the thought of the loss of their food supply, but the contemplation +of the dislocation of the nice balance of nature, the destruction of +world symmetry.</p> + +<p>White Horse, an old man of the Omaha tribe in Nebraska, said to me +in August, 1913: “When I was a youth the country was beautiful. Along +the rivers were belts of timberland, where grew cottonwoods, maples, +elms, oaks, hickory and walnut trees, and many other kinds. Also there +were various vines and shrubs. And under all these grew many good +herbs and beautiful flowering plants. On the prairie was the waving +green grass and many other pleasant plants. In both the woodland and +the prairie I could see the trails of many kinds of animals and hear the +cheerful songs of birds. When I walked abroad I could see many forms +of life, beautiful living creatures of many kinds which the Master of +Life had placed here; and these were, after their manner walking, flying, +leaping, running, feeding, playing all about. Now the face of all the +land is changed and sad. The living creatures are gone. I see the land +desolate, and I suffer unspeakable sadness. Sometimes I wake in the +night and I feel as though I should suffocate from the pressure of this +awful feeling of loneliness.”</p> + +<p>Indians generally were shrewd and discerning observers of the life +and habits of plants and animals. The careful study of plants and animals +was a considerable part of the courses of study in their system of +education, which included much more than is supposed by persons who +have not made themselves acquainted with Indian life. They were well +informed in plant and animal ecology, and in knowledge of range of +species. They took cognizance of the habits of animals in the animals’ +dwelling places. An old Indian once told me how a muskrat lays up +stores of food in his house. He compared the appearance of the musk-rat’s +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>12]</a></span> +stores to that of a grocer’s goods on the shelves of his store. Many +old Indians have told me what kinds of food are stored by different +species of animals which lay up stores. They often speak of such animals +as lay up food stores as being civilized animal nations, and of those +which do not make such provision as being uncivilized.</p> + +<p>They attribute great wisdom to certain species of animals. This disposition +results from discerning observation of the animals’ works and +ways. The beaver notably is reputed to be very wise and industrious. +Indians often sought to gain the favor and learn the wisdom of various +animal species by endeavoring to place themselves en rapport with the +guardian genius of the species.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap04" id="pt01chap04"></a>INDIANS’ APPRECIATION AND LOVE OF THEIR +HOMELAND</h3> + +<p>In the rituals of the various tribes may be found numerous expressions +of the love and reverence which the people had for Holy Mother +Earth in general and for their own homeland in particular. And in +their thought of their homeland they did not regard it as a possession +which they owned, but they regarded themselves as possessed by their +homeland, their country, and that they owed her love and service and +reverence. The following song is found in an ancient ritual of the +Pawnee nation which is given entire in the Twenty-second Annual Report +of the Bureau of American Ethnology, Part 2. This song plainly +reflects the topography and the scenery of the country of the Pawnee +nation, that part of the Great Plains traversed by the Solomon, Republican, +Platte, Loup, and Niobrara rivers.</p> + +<h4><a name="pt01chap04a" id="pt01chap04a"></a>SONG TO THE TREES AND STREAMS</h4> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<p class="center">I</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Dark against the sky yonder distant line<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lies before us. Trees we see, long the line of trees,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Bending, swaying in the breeze.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">II</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Bright with flashing light yonder distant line<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Runs before us, swiftly runs, swift the river runs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Winding, flowing o’er the land.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">III</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Hark! O hark! A sound, yonder distant sound<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Comes to greet us, singing comes, soft the river’s song,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Rippling gently ’neath the trees.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>In the foregoing song one can hear the constant murmur of the +summer south wind as it blows in that country for days, and see the +broad stretch of the great level land, gently undulating in places, with +its eastward-flowing streams bordered by zones of trees, the timbered +zones along the stream courses being the only forest land in that country.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap05" id="pt01chap05"></a>THRILLING ESCAPE OF A WAR PARTY OUTNUMBERED +AND SURROUNDED BY THEIR ENEMIES</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Pawnee Story</i></p> + +<p>In the northwest part of Nebraska there is a high butte with perpendicular +sides like the walls of a great building. Because of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>13]</a></span> +shape of this butte, and because it is composed mostly of a soft rock or +hard, firm clay, it is called Court-House Rock by the white people. Of +course it has other names among the Indian tribes of that region.</p> + +<p>This great butte stands out boldly upon the high plain and can be +seen for many miles in all directions overlooking the Platte River. The +top is almost flat and all sides but one are almost vertical, and are bare +of vegetation, worn smooth by rain and by wind, impossible to climb. But +there is a way on one side by which a strong man can make his way to +the top.</p> + +<p>This high lonely butte stands on the borderland between the country +of the Pawnees and the country of the Dakotas. The Dakotas and the +Pawnees were almost always at war with each other. Many years ago a +Pawnee war party was camped near this butte when they were surprised +by a war party of Dakotas stronger in numbers than their own party. +In the fight which ensued the Pawnees were unable to drive their enemies +off, but were compelled to take refuge by climbing to the top of the +butte. The Dakotas were unable to follow the Pawnees upon the butte, +for the Pawnees were able to guard the single narrow path. But neither +could the Pawnees escape again upon the open plain for the Dakotas securely +guarded the descent and could easily kill one after another all who +might attempt to come down that way. So it seemed only a question +of time before all the Pawnees must die of hunger and thirst upon the top +of the rock, or come down and give themselves up to death at the hands +of their enemies. The camps of the Dakotas surrounded the butte, laying +siege to it to starve the Pawnees out.</p> + +<p>The Pawnees were in a woeful plight. As the sun rose and traveled +across the sky they could look away for miles and perhaps see flocks of +antelopes grazing upon the plain, while their own stomachs were pinched +with hunger; and some miles to the south they could see the flashing sunlight +gleaming upon the waters of the Platte River, while close at hand, +at the foot of the butte, they could see their enemies eating and drinking, +which could but serve to aggravate their own hunger and thirst. And +at night when the scorching sun had sunk in the west they might look +away to the eastward, in which direction their homes lay many days’ +march distant in the beautiful and fruitful valley of the Loup River; and +as they looked the twinkling stars appearing one by one near the eastern +horizon must have made them think of the evening camp fires of their +home people. And at night the grim chill of the rare air of the high +butte gripped their bodies in its clutch. And all the while they must +be very vigilant against their enemies to prevent being overtaken. They +all suffered severely, but the captain of the company suffered most of all; +for added to the bodily sufferings which he endured in common with his +men, he also suffered extreme mental anguish, for he felt his responsibility +on account of his men. Because they had trusted his leadership and +had put themselves under his orders it seemed that now they must all +die a horrible death. For himself he dreaded not death so much as to be +the cause of the loss of his brave men. To him this was far more bitter +than death. In the night-time he would go away from the others and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>14]</a></span> +cry out in fervent prayer to Tirawa, begging His help, begging that He +would show him some way to save his men and bring them off safe.</p> + +<p>And while he was thus praying, he heard a voice saying, “Look carefully +and see if you can find a place where you shall be able to climb +down from this rock and save your men and yourself.” So he prayed +earnestly all night, and when daylight came he went along the edges of +the butte looking carefully to see if there might be a place where some +way might be found by which to go down. At last he found a jutting +point of rock near the cliff edge, and standing above the level. Below this +point the cliff side was smooth and vertical. It occurred to him that this +point might be made a means of support from which the men might let +themselves down the face of the cliff by a rope. When night came again, +after he had posted the sentries to guard the place of ascent from the +enemy, he returned to the point of rock and with his knife he cut away +soft weathered rock at its base to make a secure place of fastening for +a rope. Then he gathered secretly all the lariats which the company had. +These he tied together and then, tying one end securely to the rock which +he had prepared, he carefully paid out the rope and found to his joy that it +reached the ground below. He made a loop in the rope for his foot and +then he let himself slowly down to the ground, then he climbed back +again. When night came again he posted his sentries so that the enemy +might see them at their posts on the side of the butte above the path, +but when darkness had fully come they were all gradually withdrawn. +Quietly calling his men about him he explained his plan and told them +how they might all save themselves. He sent his men down by the rope, +one after another, beginning with the youngest and least important of +the company, and so on up to the men of most importance. Last of all +the captain of the company himself came down. He and all his men +crept quietly in the darkness through the Dakota lines and escaped safely. +The Dakotas directed their vigilance mainly toward the other side of the +butte where lay the only path, and that a very rugged one, between the +base and the summit.</p> + +<p>The Pawnees never knew how long the Dakotas kept watch about the +rock.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap06" id="pt01chap06"></a>A MANDAN MONUMENT IN COMMEMORATION OF AN +ACT OF HEROISM</h3> + +<p>It is a common instinct among all nations of the human race to +preserve relics and record memorials of notable persons and events. +Such monuments vary with the different means and materials at hand. +Sometimes mounds of earth, sometimes boulders, sometimes cairns of +stones, sometimes hewn stones, and various other devices have been used +according to circumstances.</p> + +<p>There exists a monument to the memory of a Mandan hero which +has never before been described and published. The following account +is from information given by several persons of the Mandan, Hidatsa +and Arikara tribes. The location of the monument is near the site of +“Fish-hook Village” on the north side of the Missouri River some twelve +or fifteen miles east of Elbowoods, North Dakota.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>15]</a></span> +During the middle part of the 19th century the three tribes, Arikara, +Hidatsa and Mandan, lived together in alliance against their common +enemies. Their chief enemies were the Dakota. So these three tribes +built their three villages adjoining, making one compound village of three +wards. The village lay upon a well-drained terrace of the Missouri River, +while their farms were laid out in the fertile alluvial “bottom” along the +river both above and below the village. To the north of the village site +lies a range of hills.</p> + +<p>The enemy many times made raids upon the village. They would +approach under cover of the hills to the north and then steal close upon +the village through the course of a ravine which skirted the northeast +and north sides of the village.</p> + +<p>About sixty-six years ago such an attack was made by a war party +of Dakota. Of the defenders of the village, two young Mandans, brothers, +named Lefthand and Redleaf, had been dismounted and their retreat +cut off by the enemy. A brother of these two, Whitecrow by name, saw +the danger of Lefthand and Redleaf and rode out to their assistance. +Lefthand was killed and Redleaf was defending the body from a Dakota +who was trying to take the scalp. Redleaf shot at the Dakota and missed +him, the bullet going over the enemy’s head and striking into the ground +beyond him, the enemy being crouched low at the time of the shot. +Whitecrow rode in a circuit beyond these combatants and held off the +attacking party of the enemy. He killed the Dakota who was engaged +in combat with his brother Redleaf. Then Whitecrow picked up Redleaf +upon the horse with himself and carried him safely back to the +village.</p> + +<p>After the enemy had been driven away the Mandans went out and +marked the course in which Whitecrow had ridden to his brother’s rescue, +the spot where Lefthand had been killed, the spot where Redleaf had +made his stand, the spot where the Dakota was killed, and the spot +where Redleaf’s bullet fired at the Dakota, had struck the ground. The +method used for marking these places was by removal of the sod leaving +holes in the ground. To mark the course of Whitecrow’s horse the sod +was removed in horse-track shaped sections consecutively from the point +of advance from the village round the place of combat and returning to +the village. The horse-track marks were made about two feet in +diameter. All these marks commemorating the entire action, which took +place about the year 1853 are still plainly evident, being renewed whenever +they tend to become obliterated by weathering and by advancing +vegetation.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap07" id="pt01chap07"></a>THE LEGEND OF STANDING ROCK</h3> + +<p>This story of Standing Rock is a legend of the Arikara who once had +their villages along the Missouri River between the Grand River and the +Cannonball River. Afterwards, being harrassed by hostile incursions of +the Dakotas they abandoned this country to their enemies and moved +farther up the Missouri River, joining themselves in alliance with the +Mandans.</p> + +<p>One time there was a young girl in this tribe who was beautiful and +amiable but not given to heedless, chattering, idle amusement. She was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>16]</a></span> +thoughtful and earnest and conversant with the ways of all the living +creatures, the birds and the small mammals, and the trees and shrubs +and flowers of the woodlands and of the prairies. She was in the habit +of going to walk by herself to visit and commune with all these living +creatures. She understood them better than most other people did, and +they all were her friends.</p> + +<p>When she became of marriageable age she had many suitors, for +she was beautiful and lovely in disposition. But to the young men who +wooed her she answered, “I do not find it in my heart to marry any one. +I am at home with the bird people, the four-footed people of the woods +and prairies, with the people of the flower nations and the trees. I +love to work in the cornfields in summer, and the sacred squash blossoms +are my dear companions.”</p> + +<p>Finally her grandmother reasoned with her and told her that it +was her duty to marry and to rear children to maintain the strength of +the tribe. Because of filial duty she finally said, when her grandmother +continued to urge her to marry a certain young man of estimable +worth who desired her for his wife, “Well grandmother, I will obey you, +but I tell you that good will not come of it. I am not as others are, and +Mother Nature did not intend me for marriage.”</p> + +<p>So she was married and went to the house already prepared for her +by her husband. But three days later she came back to her mother’s, +house, appearing sad and downcast. She sat down without speaking. +Finally her grandmother said, “What is it, my child? Is he not kind to +you?” The girl answered, “Oh, no, he is not unkind. He treated me +well.” And with that she sped away into the forest. Her grandmother +followed her after a little while, thinking that out among her beloved +trees and plants she might open her heart and tell her what was the +trouble. And this she did, explaining all the trouble to her grandmother. +And she concluded her talk with her grandmother with these +words, saying: “And so you see, grandmother, it is as I said when you +urged me to marry. I was not intended for marriage. And now my +heart is so sad. I should not have married. My spirit is not suited to the +bounds of ordinary human living, and my husband is not to be blamed. +He is honorable and kind. But I must go away and be with the children +of nature.” So her grandmother left her there where she was sitting by +a clump of choke-cherries, having her sewing kit with her and her little +dog by her side.</p> + +<p>She did not return home that night, so the next morning young men +were sent to search for her. At last she was found sitting upon a hill +out upon the prairie, and she was turned to stone from her feet to her +waist. The young men hastened back to the village and reported to the +officers who had sent them out.</p> + +<p>Then the people were summoned by the herald and they all went +out to the place where the young woman was. Now they found she +had become stone as far up as her breasts.</p> + +<p>Then the priests opened the sacred bundle and took the sacred pipe +which they filled and lighted and presented it to her lips so that thus +she and they in turn smoking from the same pipe might be put in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>17]</a></span> +communion and accord with the spirit. But she refused the pipe, and said, +“Though I refuse the pipe it is not from disloyalty or because of unwillingness +to be at one with my people; but I am different by nature. +And you shall know my good will towards my people and my love and +remembrance of them always, for whoever in summer time places by this +stone a wild flower or a twig of a living tree in winter time or any such +token of living, wonderful Nature at any time, shall be glad in his heart, +and shall have his desire to be in communion with the heart of Nature.” +And as she said these words she turned completely into stone, and her +little dog, sitting at her feet and leaning close against her was also turned +into stone with her. And this stone is still to be seen, and is revered by +the people. It is from this stone that the country around Fort Yates, +North Dakota, is called Standing Rock.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap08" id="pt01chap08"></a>THE HOLY HILL PAHUK</h3> + +<p>Each of the nations and tribes of Indians had certain places within +its own domain which they regarded as sacred, and to which they accordingly +paid becoming reverence. These places were sometimes watersprings, +sometimes peculiar hills, sometimes caves, sometimes rocky +precipices, sometimes dark, wooded bluffs. Within the ancient domain +of the Pawnee nation in Nebraska and northwest Kansas there is a cycle +of five such sacred places. The chief one of these five mystic places is +called Pahuk by the Pawnee. From its nature it is unique, being distinctly +different from any other hill in all the Pawnee country. Pahuk +stands in a bend of the Platte River where the stream flows from +the west in a sweep abruptly turning toward the southeast. The head +of the hill juts out into the course of the river like a promontory or headland, +which is the literal meaning of the Pawnee word “pahuk.” The +north face of the bluff from the water’s edge to the summit is heavily +wooded. Among the timber are many cedar trees, so that in winter, +when the deciduous trees are bare, the bluff is dark with the mass of +evergreen cedar. The cedar is a sacred tree, so its presence adds mystery +to the place. The Pawnee sometimes also speak of this hill as Nahura +Waruksti, which means Sacred or Mysterious Animals. This allusion +to the Sacred or Mysterious Animals has reference to the myth +which pertains to this place.</p> + +<p>All the other tribes throughout the Great Plains region also knew +of the veneration in which this hill is held by the Pawnee, so they, too, +pay it great respect, and many individuals of the other tribes have personally +made pilgrimages to this holy place. The people of the Dakota +nation call it Paha Wakan, “the Holy Hill.”</p> + +<p>The Pawnee speak of the animal world collectively as Nahurak. It +was believed that the interrelations of all living beings, plants, animals +and human beings, are essentially harmonious, and that all species take +a wholesome interest in each other’s welfare. It was believed also that +under certain conditions ability was given to different orders of living +creatures to communicate with men for man’s good.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>18]</a></span> +The before-mentioned five sacred places of the Pawnee country +were Nahurak lodges. Within these mystic secret places the animals, +Nahurak, held council. According to one version the names of the five +Nahurak lodges are Pahuk, Nakiskat, Tsuraspako, Kitsawitsak, and +Pahua. Pahuk is a bluff on the south side of the Platte River, a few +miles west of the city of Fremont, Nebraska; Nakiskat, (Black trees) is +an island in the Platte River near Central City, Nebraska, dark with +cedar trees; Tsuraspako (Girl Hill) is a hill on the south side of the +Platte River opposite Grand Island, Nebraska. It is called Girl Hill +because it was customary when a buffalo surround was made in its vicinity +for the young girls to stay upon this hill during the surround. The +hill is said to be in the form of an earth-lodge, even to the extended vestibule. +Kitsawitsak, which white people call Wakonda Springs, is not +far from the Solomon River near Beloit, Kansas. The name Kitsawitsak +means “Water on the bank.” Pahua is said to be a spring near the +Republican River in Nebraska. Of these five places Pahuk was chief, +and the Nahurak councils of the other lodges acknowledged the superior +authority of the council at Pahuk.</p> + +<p>There are many stories of the wonderful powers resident in these +sacred places. One of these tells of the restoration to life of a boy who had +been killed. The story is that a certain man of the Skidi tribe of the +Pawnee nation desired to gain the favour of Tirawa (Pawnee name of +God). He thought that if he sacrificed something which he valued most +highly that Tirawa might grant him some wonderful gift. There were +so many things in the world which he did not understand, and which +he wished very much to know. He hoped that Tirawa might grant him +revelations, that he might know and understand many things which +were hidden from the people. He strongly desired knowledge, and he +thought that if he sacrificed his young son, who was dear to him, and +the pride of his heart, that Tirawa might take pity on him and grant him +his desire. He felt very sad to think of killing his son, and he meditated +a long time upon the matter. Finally he was convinced in his own mind +that Tirawa would be pleased with his sacrifice, and that then the good +gifts he desired would be given to him, and that many things now dark +to his understanding would be made clear, and that he should have ability +given him to do many things which were now beyond his power.</p> + +<p>One day this man took his boy with him and walked out from the +village as though on some errand. They walked to the Platte River. +After they had gone a long distance from the village, as they were walking +by the riverside, no other persons being near, the man drew out his +knife and stabbed the boy so that he was quickly dead. The man then +dropped the body of the dead boy over the bank. After a time he returned +to the village, and went into his own lodge and sat down. After +a while he asked his wife “Where is the boy?” She said “Why, he went +out with you.” The man said “I was out of the village, but the boy was +not with me.”</p> + +<p>He went out and inquired of his neighbors, and then all through the +village, but of course the boy could not be found. Then for some days a +general search was made for the boy, but no trace of him was found. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>19]</a></span> +After this the family mourned for the lost boy. It was now time for +the summer buffalo hunt, so in a few days the people set out for the +buffalo grounds, and the father and mother of the boy also went.</p> + +<p>After the boy’s body was dropped into the river it was carried away +down-stream by the current, sometimes being rolled along in shallow +water at the edge of sandbars and again it would be turned over and +over in the whirlpool of some deep hole in the channel, for the Platte +River is a peculiar stream, having a swift current but a wide course with +deep holes and many sandbars.</p> + +<p>After a time the body floated down nearly to Pahuk. Two buzzards +were sitting on the edge of a bluff, gazing over the water. So, sitting +there, one of the buzzards stretched out his neck and looked up the river. +He thought he saw something in the water floating down-stream. He +stretched his neck again and looked, and turned to the other buzzard and +said “I see a body.” Then they both looked towards the object in the +water, stretching out their necks and gazing intently. They saw that the +object was the body of the boy. The first one said “What shall we do +about this?” The second one said “Let us carry the body down to +Pahuk, to the hill where Nahurak Waruksti is.” So they both flew +down to the floating body and got under it and lifted it upon their +backs and carried it to the top of the bluff called Pahuk, over the secret +cave of the Nahurak Waruksti, and there they placed it upon the ground. +Then the two buzzards stood quietly gazing upon the body of the boy +where they had laid it down upon the ground.</p> + +<p>This cave far under the hill was the council lodge of the animals. +There sat the councilmen of all kinds of animals and birds, great and +small, which were native to that country. There were the buffalo, the +beaver, elk, deer, antelope, otter, muskrat, wolf, bear, fox, wildcat, +badger, bean mice, and many other kinds of animals. And there were +the swan, the loon, goose, duck, wild turkey, prairie chicken, quail, heron, +bittern, crane, plover, kildeer, meadowlark, blackbird, owls, hawks, swallows, +crow, chickadee, woodpeckers, grackle, purple martin, and many +other kinds of birds. There were also snakes, turtles, toads and frogs. +These were the Nahurak people, the Nahurak Waruksti, the Sacred Animals. +And the kingfisher was a messenger and errand man for the +Nahurak council.</p> + +<p>Now it happened when the buzzards brought the body of the young +man and laid it down on the top of Pahuk, the kingfisher, who was +flying about over the river on business for the Nahurak, was flying by. +He stopped and looked at the body. He already knew all that had happened, +and he was moved with compassion for the boy. So he flew down +at once to the water at the foot of Pahuk and dived in at the entrance of +the Nahurak lodge. He spoke to the assembly of the Nahurak and told +them all that had happened and said in conclusion, “And the poor boy +is up there on the hill. I hope you will have pity on him and will do +what you can for him. I wish you would bring him to life again.” +When the kingfisher, the messenger, had finished speaking the Nahurak +held serious council on the matter to decide what they should do. But +after they had meditated long on the question, and each had spoken, they +still could not decide the matter. The kingfisher urged the matter, asking +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>20]</a></span> +for a favourable decision, saying, “Come, do take pity on him and +restore him to life.” But they could not come to a decision. At last the +chief of the council said, “No, messenger, we are unable to decide now. +You must go to the other Nahurak lodges and find out what they have +to say about it.” The kingfisher said “I go,” and flew swiftly out from +the lodge and up the river to Nakiskat, the Nahurak lodge near Lone +Tree. There he brought the matter before the council and pleaded for +the boy as he had done at Pahuk, and told them that he was sent from +Pahuk to ask the council at Nakiskat for their decision. So the Nahurak +here at Nakiskat talked over the matter, but at last they said to the +kingfisher “We are unable to decide. We leave it to the council at +Pahuk.”</p> + +<p>Then the kingfisher flew to the lodge at Tsuraspako, then to Kitsawitsak, +and at last to Pahua, and at each place the Nahurak council +considered the matter carefully and talked about it, but at each place the +same answer was given. They all said “It is too much for us. We cannot +decide what should be done. It is for the council at Pahuk to decide.”</p> + +<p>After the messenger had visited all these lodges and had laid the +matter before all of them, receiving from each the same answer, he flew +as swiftly as he could back to the lodge at Pahuk and reported what the +other lodges had said. They all recognized the council at Pahuk as the +head council, and deferred the matter to them for decision. But it had +already been once considered by this council, so the matter was now +brought before the supreme council of Pahuk. This was a council of +four chiefs of the Pahuk council who sat as judges to give final consideration +and decision. These judges now reconsidered the matter, and +finally, when they had talked it over, they said to the kingfisher, “Now, +messenger, we will not decide this question, but will leave it to you. +You shall make the decision.”</p> + +<p>The kingfisher very quickly gave his decision. He said “It is my +desire that this poor boy be restored to life. I hope you will all have +pity on him and do what you can for him.”</p> + +<p>Then all the Nahurak arose and went out from the council lodge and +went up to the top of Pahuk where the body of the boy lay. They formed +in order and stood around the boy and prayed to the Higher Powers, and +at last the boy drew breath, then after a time he breathed again, then +his breath began to be regular. Finally he opened his eyes and sat up +and looked around in a confused manner. When he saw all the animals +standing around him he was puzzled and bewildered. He said to himself, +“Why, my father killed me by the riverside, but here I am in the midst +of this multitude of animals. What does it mean?”</p> + +<p>Then the head chief of the Nahurak council spoke to him kindly +and reassured him. He was asked to rise and go with the animals into +the council lodge. When all had gone in and were seated the four judges +conferred together, then the chief of the four stood up and said, “My +people, we have restored this boy to life, but he is poor and forlorn and +needy. Let us do something for him. Let us teach him all we know, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>21]</a></span> +impart to him our mysterious powers.” The Nahurak were all pleased at +this proposal and manifested their approval.</p> + +<p>Then the Nahurak showed hospitality and kind attention to the poor +boy as their guest. He was shown a place to bathe and rest. When he +had rested, food was brought to him. So he was entertained and treated +kindly for the full season, and he was instructed by all the animals in +turn and they taught him their secret arts of healing and imparted to +him all their wonderful powers. So he remained with them at Pahuk till +autumn.</p> + +<p>Autumn is a beautiful season at Pahuk, and in all the region of the +Platte, the Loup, the Republican, and the Solomon rivers in Nebraska +and Kansas embraced by the cycle of the five Nahurak lodges. At that +season in that country the sun casts a mellow golden light from the sky, +while the land is emblazed with the brilliance of the sunflowers and goldenrod. +And then the air is quiet and restful.</p> + +<p>So one day at this season the Nahurak said to the boy, “It is now +the time when the swallows, the blackbirds, the meadowlarks, and other +kinds of birds will be gathering into flocks to fly away to the south-land +for the winter. The beavers are cutting trees and saplings to store the +branches under water for their winter food supply of bark; they are also +gathering into their houses certain kinds of roots for food. The muskrats +are repairing their houses and are storing in them the tubers of +the water-lilies and of the arrow-leaf and of other kinds of plants for +their winter supply. In the edge of the timber, where the ground beans +grow, the bean mice are making their store-houses and filling them with +ground beans and artichokes. And your people have returned from the +buffalo hunt with a good supply of dried meat and hides. They are now +busy at home gathering and storing their crops of corn, of beans, and of +squashes and pumpkins. We have this past summer instructed you in +our arts of healing and other learning, and have imparted to you our +mysterious powers, and have taught you about our ways of living. You +are now competent to use for the good of your people the remedies and +perform the mysteries which were given to us by Tirawa, and which we +have now given to you. So you may now return to the village of your +people. Go to the chiefs of the village and tell them what the Nahurak +have done for you, and say to them that the people are to bring together +gifts of dried buffalo meat and dried corn and dried choke-cherries, and +other kinds of food; of robes and leggings and moccasins embroidered +with porcupine quills; and of tobacco for incense. All these things the +people are to send by you as gifts to the Nahurak at Pahuk in recognition +of the favour which the Nahurak showed to you.”</p> + +<p>So the boy parted from his animal friends at Pahuk, and promised +to return and visit them, and to bring them presents to show his thankfulness +and the thankfulness of his people for what the animals had done +for him. He traveled on up the Platte River and reached the village of +his people in the night. He went to his father’s house. He found his +father and mother asleep and the fire had burned low. There was only a +little light from the coals. He went to his mother’s bed and touched her +shoulder and spoke to her to waken her. He said “It is I. I have come +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>22]</a></span> +back.” When his mother saw him and heard his voice she was surprised, +but she was glad-hearted to see her boy again. So she wakened the boy’s +father and told him the boy had come back. When the father saw the +boy he thought it must be his ghost, and he was afraid. But the boy did +not mention anything that had happened nor say where he had been. He +said only “I have come back again.”</p> + +<p>The next day some of the people saw him, and they were surprised. +They told their neighbors, and soon it was rumored all over the village +that the boy had returned. They came where he was and stood around +and looked at him and asked him questions, but he told them nothing. +But he went to the chiefs of the village and made his report to them. +Afterwards he gave account to the people, saying, “I have been away all +summer with friends, with people who have been very good to me. Now +I should like to take them a present of dried meat and other good things, +so that we can have a feast. I beg you to help me, my friends.” So they +brought together a quantity of the articles required, and they chose some +young men to go with him to help carry the gifts to the people who had +befriended him.</p> + +<p>So the boy and his companions went on the way towards the Nahurak +lodge at Pahuk. When they came near to the place the boy dismissed +the young men who had accompanied him, and they went back to the +village. Now the boy went on alone and met the kingfisher, the messenger +of the Nahurak, and sent word by him that he had come to visit the +Nahurak, and had brought presents from his people. So the boy was +invited into the lodge and all the Nahurak made sounds of gladness at +seeing him again. The boy brought in the presents which had been sent +by his people and they had a feast. After the feast they held a doctors’ +ceremony. They reviewed all the things that the Nahurak had taught +him during the summer that he had spent with them. Then the boy was +made a doctor, and he was now able to do many wonderful things.</p> + +<p>After this the time came for the young man to return again to the +village of his people. The animals were thankful and gave praise to +Tirawa for the gifts which the young man had brought to them. And the +young man was thankful to the animals and he praised Tirawa for what +the animals had done for him. Then he returned to the village of his +people. He never told the people what his father had done to him.</p> + +<p>The young man lived a long and useful life among his people and +attained much honour. He did many wonderful things for his people and +healed them of their diseases and injuries. In time he gathered about him +a group of other young men, who, like himself, were of serious and +thoughtful mind, and who had desire toward the welfare of the people. +These young men became his disciples, and to them he taught the mysteries +which had been imparted to him by the animals of the lodge at +Pahuk. These wise men in turn taught other worthy inquirers, and these +again others; and so these mysteries and learning and the healing arts +have come down from that long-ago time to the present among the +Pawnee people.</p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>23]</a></span></p> + +<h3><a name="pt01chap09" id="pt01chap09"></a>THE LODGE OF THE BLACK-TAIL DEER WHICH +TALKED WITH ITS CAPTOR</h3> + +<p>North Dakota has a number of places to which attach interesting +legends and myths. One such place is a butte not far from Schmitt on +the south side of the Missouri River on the road between Mandan and +Cannon Ball. It is west of Eagle-beak Butte.</p> + +<p>The story of this butte is a Mandan myth. A long time ago the Mandans +lived in a village which was on a level place just north of the Bad +Water Creek, which white people call Little Heart River. At the west +of this place there is a range of high hills. The Mandans lived at the +Bad Water Village in the time long before white men had come across +the great water, so there were no horses in the country. The people had +no animals except dogs to help them carry their burdens. And of course +they had never heard of the thunder-irons (guns) which strike and kill +the deer and other game at long distance. So it was hard work to obtain +their supplies of meat and to carry the same home to their houses.</p> + +<p>A man who lived in the Bad Water village had dug a deer pit in a +place among the hills west of the village and cunningly covered it over to +appear not different from the ground about it. By this means he hoped +to capture a deer whose flesh would be food for his family, and whose +skin would be useful for making clothing; whose sinew would be used +for thread, some of its bones to be used for making awls and needles, +others for other useful implements and tools. Its horns would be used +to make garden rakes for working the ground of his family’s garden.</p> + +<p>One morning in autumn there had been a snowfall during the preceding +night, the first snowfall of the season. The man went out early +in the morning into the hills to look at his trap to see if it might have +caught something during the night. As he approached the place he saw +that the cover was broken through, and when he came near and looked in +he was rejoiced to see that he had captured a fine large black-tail deer.</p> + +<p>Now when he came to the edge of the pit and looked down at his +prize the deer looked up at him and spoke to him, saying, “O, man, do +not kill me, but let me go free from the pit. If you release me you will +do well.” The man was surprised to hear the deer speak to him like +a man, and he was disappointed to think of losing his prize. But he +thought to himself, “This is something mysterious, I must give heed; I +must not defy the Mysterious Power, but listen to the message; for it +must be that some Mysterious Power wishes to impart something to me +through this animal as its messenger.” So as he thus hesitated in doubt +the deer again made its plea and requested to be set free. But the man +spoke of his duty to his family, who looked to him for food and for +clothing. Again the deer spoke and said, “Indeed you do well to think of +your family, and your endeavor to provide for them as well as you can +is prompted both by your love and duty. But I say to you that you would +do well if you allow me to go. If you do so, I promise you that you +will have success in hunting; you shall find game abundant for the needs +of yourself and family. And when war comes upon your people you +shall be victorious over the enemy. So shall you be remembered among +your people for bravery.”</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>24]</a></span> +The man gave heed to what the deer said to him, and he dared not +disobey the message which had come to him in this mysterious way. +So now he began to dig down the side of the pit so that the deer could +come out. When he had finished he said to the deer, “Now you may go.” +Then the deer came up the incline from the pit and ran down across the +Bad Water Creek away toward the Eagle Beak Hill. As he ran the new +fallen snow flew behind him from his hoofs in a white cloud, and he sang +a song:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“I was glad when I saw the first snow,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">But I almost lost the sight of day.”<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>The man watched the deer as it ran and observed that when it approached +a conical butte west of Eagle-beak Butte that the butte opened +with a loud roaring sound and the deer entered and he saw it no more, and +then the butte closed again as before.</p> + +<p>The man went home pondering these things in his mind. As time +passed events came true as they had been promised to him in the message +spoken to him by the deer. He became renowned among his people +for his skill and success in the chase, for his generosity to the old people +and to the sick and poor, and he attained many honors for his deeds of +valour in warfare against the enemies of his people.</p> + +<p>Ever since that time the Mandans have called the butte into which +the deer disappeared after its release from the pit, The Lodge of the +Black-tail Deer.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap10" id="pt01chap10"></a>THE WONDERFUL BASKET</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Mandan Story</i></p> + +<p>Indians of all tribes held the thought of the brotherhood of all living +nature, of the trees and flowers and grasses, of the fishes in the waters, +of the living things which creep or walk or run on the land and of the birds +which fly above the earth, and of human beings. And they believed that +human beings often gained wisdom and useful information through +dreams and visions in which the guardian spirits of any of these other +living creatures talked to them, revealing to chosen, attentive and worthy +persons, secrets of nature which were hidden from the careless and +unworthy.</p> + +<p>Among most tribes the cedar tree is considered to possess a property +of mystery and sacredness. For this reason twigs of cedar were often +burned as incense in a sacred fire for the purpose of driving away evil +influences. And if a person reclined under the shelter of cedar trees the +healing power and strength of their spirit would come to him and his own +spirit would thus gain composure and strength to meet life’s troubles.</p> + +<p>Once in the old times a woman was resting under a cedar tree. She +was weary from her work, and as the gentle wind sighed among the +thick green branches above her she dropped to sleep. While she slept +the cedar tree spoke to her in a soft murmuring voice, and the woman +gave heed to the words of the cedar tree.</p> + +<p>And this is what the cedar tree said to the woman: “Sister, if you +will dig down into the earth you will find there my slender, strong, pliant +roots. Take up some of these and weave them into a basket. You shall +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>25]</a></span> +find thereafter that some good shall come of it. It shall bring good to +you and to all women.”</p> + +<p>So the woman did as she was told by the cedar tree. She took up +the slender roots and wove of them a basket. The basket was light but +strong, and so pliant that it could be rolled into a small bundle when +empty, though it was large enough to hold many things when it was +opened out.</p> + +<p>One day the woman took the basket with her and walked far out +upon the prairie where tipsin grew in abundance. She dug a quantity +of the sweet and wholesome roots to take home for food for herself and +her family. The tipsin roots grow so deep in the tough prairie sod that +it is hard work to dig them, so when she had filled her basket she was +very tired. She sat down to rest and sighed for very weariness, and the +tears came to her eyes. She said, “Alas! now I must carry home this +heavy load although I am already weary and faint.”</p> + +<p>Then the basket whispered to her “Do not cry. Wipe away your +tears; bathe your hot cheeks with water at the brook; be glad, for I am +your friend.”</p> + +<p>Then the woman wiped away her tears and went and bathed her +cheeks and brushed her hair. When she returned the basket seemed to +smile. It said to her “You were troubled for nothing. You forget what +the cedar tree said to you in your dreams. You were told that good +would come to you if you made a basket as you were instructed. Now +you need not carry your load; but sing and be glad and walk on to the +village. I shall come with you, carrying your load.”</p> + +<p>So the woman went on her way home, singing from happiness, while +the basket kept by her side carrying the load of tipsin roots.</p> + +<p>As she came near the village the women knew by her happy singing +voice that some good thing had happened to her. Then as they looked +up they saw her coming, and with her was coming the wonderful basket +carrying the load.</p> + +<p>Then all her neighbors begged her to teach them how to make a +wonderful basket. So she taught them as she had been taught by the +holy cedar tree how to make a wonderful basket out of its tiny roots.</p> + +<p>And so, from that time, whenever a woman went out to gather June +berries or wild cherries, or raspberries, or wild plums or pembinas or +tipsin, or wild rice; or to their cultivated fields to gather corn or beans, +she was not obliged to carry the load home. When she was ready she +started towards the village singing, and the basket came with her cheerfully +carrying the burden.</p> + +<p>One day, long after this, a woman had found the winter store-house +of the hintunka people, which they make under-ground, and into which +they garner their store of food for the winter time. The hard-working +hintunka people put away in their store-houses quantities of wild ground +beans, various kinds of seeds and roots and tubers to provide themselves +food for the cold time when the ground is frozen and the earth is covered +with snow.</p> + +<p>It happened that the woman who found this store-house of the +hintunka people was one who was not considerate of the rights of other +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>26]</a></span> +people. She thought only that here was a quantity of food which was +desirable and easy to obtain. So she filled her basket with the wild +ground beans which are so delicious when cooked with bits of meat. +She cared not that it had cost the hintunka people many weary hours of +hard work to dig these beans and bring them together in this place, nor +did she care that without them the hintunka people, their old people and +their little ones, all would be left destitute of food and must perish from +famine.</p> + +<p>While she was filling her basket a poor little hintunka woman cried +pitifully and said, “This is our food. We have worked hard for it. You +ought not to rob us of it. Without it we shall die miserably of hunger.” +But the woman took the beans and heeded not the pitiful crying of the +hintunka woman. She had filled her basket, and was making ready to go +home but there was no song in her heart.</p> + +<p>Then, while the filled basket sat there waiting a coyote standing near +by, laughed. At this the basket was vexed, and said, “You are rude. +Why do you laugh at me?” But the coyote only laughed all the more. +This annoyed the basket greatly, and made it feel very uneasy and distressed, +for it knew something must be wrong. And it said to the coyote, +“Do tell me why you laugh. What is it which is strange?”</p> + +<p>Then the coyote replied, “I laugh because you are so foolish. For a +long time you have been carrying burdens to the village while the women +go their way singing.”</p> + +<p>But the basket said, “I am not foolish, I have the good spirit of the +cedar tree. I am willing to carry burdens to help the women. I am +glad when I hear their joyful singing.” The coyote said, “But what do +you get for it, friend? You work like a slave. You receive nothing for +it. No one offers you a mouthful of food. When you rest for a time +from your labor you are not covered with a robe made beautiful with +quill-work. When you have carried burdens for a woman she merely +hangs you upon a peg on the wall till the next time she wishes you to +carry something for her.”</p> + +<p>As the basket considered the things which the coyote said it began +to be discontented. It felt that it had been treated unfairly; that it had +no pay nor thanks for all it had done, and so the basket was sulky, and +refused to carry the load to the village, and the woman at last had to +take up the burden and carry it upon her back; and she felt aggrieved +and bitter because the basket would not carry it for her. She did not +consider that all the service she had ever had from the basket was from +kindness and good will and not from obligation.</p> + +<p>And ever since that time the women have had to carry burdens upon +their backs, for the baskets no longer carried burdens for them.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap11" id="pt01chap11"></a>CAUSE OF THE BREAKING UP OF THE ICE IN THE +MISSOURI RIVER IN SPRINGTIME</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Myth of the Dakota Nation</i></p> + +<p>It is said that in the long ago there was a mysterious being within +the stream of the Missouri River. It was seldom seen by human beings, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>27]</a></span> +and was most dreadful to see. It is said that sometimes it was seen within +the water in the middle of the stream, causing a redness shining like the +redness of fire as it passed up the stream against the current with a terrific +roaring sound.</p> + +<p>And they say that if this dreadful being was seen by anyone in the +daytime anyone who thus saw it soon after became crazy and continued +restless and writhing as though in pain until he was relieved by death. +And it is said that one time not a very great many years ago this frightful +being was seen by a man, and he told how it appeared. He said that +it was of strange form and covered all over with hair like a buffalo, but +red in color; that it had only one eye in the middle of its forehead, and +above that a single horn. Its backbone stood out notched and jagged +like an enormous saw. As soon as the man beheld the awful sight +everything became dark to him, he said. He was just able to reach +home, but he lost his reason and soon after that he died.</p> + +<p>It is said this mysterious “Miniwashitu” (water monster) still lives +in the Missouri River, and that in springtime, as it moves up-stream +against the current it breaks up the ice of the river. This water monster +was held in awe and dread by the people.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap12" id="pt01chap12"></a>THE WATER-SPRING OF THE HOLY MAN</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Myth of the Dakota Nation</i></p> + +<p>Long ago there was a village of people of the Dakota Nation, +which was situated on the east side of the great river which they call the +Muddy-Water River, but which white people call the Missouri River. The +white people named it so from the Missouri nation of Indians on the +lower course of this great river.</p> + +<p>This village we have just mentioned was on the east side of the +river nearly opposite to the mouth of the Cannonball River. The people +were happy in this village, for it was a pleasant place. There was plenty +of wood for their fires, and there was an abundance of buffalo berries, +wild plums, choke-cherries, June berries, wild grapes, wild raspberries +and other fruit growing in the woods. Upon the high prairie there was +much tipsin, whose roots are so good when cooked with meat or with +dried green corn. Moreover, in the timber were many boxelder trees, +whose sap was made into sugar in early spring time. Not far away were +some lakes where there were many wild ducks and geese and other water +fowl. The flesh of these fowl, and also their eggs were good food. Upon +the prairie were herds of buffalo and antelope and elk, and in the timber +along the river were many deer.</p> + +<p>And below the hills, on the level ground of the river valley there was +fertile soil where they planted their fields of corn and beans and +squashes. They also cultivated the great sunflowers whose seeds are so +good for food.</p> + +<p>And the people loved this place, for besides all the good things to +eat, and other comforts which it gave them, it was also pleasant to look +upon. There was the mysterious river coming down from the distant +mountains away in the west and flowing on towards the lands of other +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>28]</a></span> +nations of people in the south, and whose channel could be seen winding +its gleaming way among the dark trees on its shores. Upon the prairie +hills in early spring the courageous little pasque flowers appeared like +a gray-blue cloud let down upon the hill-tops where they nodded their +cheery greetings to the people who passed them. A little later in the +little vales were masses of deep blue violets. Still later the prairie was +bright with the colour and the air was sweet with the breath of the wild +rose of the prairie. The cheery meadowlark, which the people call the +bird of promise, flitted here and there and called his greetings and promised +good things to his friends, the Dakota people.</p> + +<p>And through the procession of the seasons there were spread out before +their eyes on all sides scenes of beauty, changing with the change of +seasons and changing every day, indeed the beauties of colour and light +and shade were changing at every stage of the day from the rosy dawn +till the blue shades of evening came.</p> + +<p>Yes, it was a delightful land and the people rejoiced in it. But a +strange thing happened which caused the people to move away to a far +distant place. And this is the way it happened:</p> + +<p>There was living in this village an old man, a wise man, a man who +was held in great respect by the people, for he was a holy man, to whom +the Unseen Powers granted knowledge not given to all the people. And +these revelations came to the holy man in visions.</p> + +<p>This holy man was now too old and feeble to till the soil and raise +crops of food plants, or to go on the chase for game, or to gather any of +the wild food plants. But because they held him in honor the young men +were glad to provide for him, and the women cooked for him of the +best they had.</p> + +<p>But one time he had a vision which made him very sad, so that he +could only cry and weep and could not speak of his vision for sadness of +heart. And the people besought him to tell them his vision, for, they +said, “if it is a vision of evil to come, we may as well know the worst. +We ought to be prepared for it.” For a long time the old man could not +bring himself to tell them the evil foreboding which had come to him. +But at last, when they continued strongly urging him to tell them what +it was, he said: “Well, my children, I will tell you the vision, for it may +be that I shall not live long. This vision has come to me from the +Mysterious and Awful Powers, and it is full of evil portent for our people.” +But now he was again so overcome by sadness that he was unable +to tell it.</p> + +<p>Again, after some days the people begged him to tell the vision, and +they pressed him so urgently that finally he said: “This is what I saw in +my vision, which has come to me repeatedly. I saw a great incursion of +human beings of strange appearance. They are coming from the direction +of the rising sun and are moving toward this land in multitudes so +great that they cannot be counted. They move everywhere over the face +of the land like the restless fluctuations of heated air which are sometimes +seen incessantly wavering over the heated prairie on a summer day. +They are moving on resistlessly toward us and nothing can stop them, +and they will take our land from us. They are a terrible people and of a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>29]</a></span> +monstrous appearance. The skin of this people is not of a wholesome +color like the skin of our people who are born of our holy mother earth. +Their skin is hideous and ghastly, and the men have hairy faces like the +face of a wolf. They are not kind like our people; they are savages, +cruel and unfeeling. They have no reverence for our holy places, nor +for our holy mother earth. And they kill and destroy all things and +make the land desolate. They have no ear for the voices of the trees and +the flowers, and no pity for the birds and the beasts of the field. And +they deface and spoil the beauty of the land and befoul the water +courses.</p> + +<p>“And they have many dreadful customs. When a person dies the +body is not honorably laid upon a funeral scaffold on the prairie or in the +branches of a tree in the forest as we do, but they dig a hole in the +ground and put the body down into the hole and then fill the hole up +again, throwing the dirt down upon the body. And they have strange +and powerful weapons, so that when they come our people will not be +able to withstand them. It is this dreadful vision which has overcome +me with sadness.”</p> + +<p>Then the people were amazed and angry. They tried to have him +change his vision, but he could not. Again the same vision came to him. +The leading men now counseled and gave the order that the people should +give him no more food for some days. They said, “Perhaps he will have +a different vision.” So he was left alone in his tent for four days. And +on the fourth day when they came to his tent they found him dead. They +had not intended to cause his death, but they hoped that if they let him +become very hungry he would change his vision.</p> + +<p>Now when they found him dead they were shocked and astonished +and very angry. They said, “Now the evil which he foretold will come, +for he died without changing his vision.” And they said “We will not +bury him honorably upon a scaffold according to our custom, but we will +bury him in a hole in the ground, as he said his ‘wandering people’ bury +their dead.” So they dug a hole and into this they put the body of the +old man and put the earth back again upon the body.</p> + +<p>At evening some women were gazing out across the river in the twilight, +and they saw a man come up out of the river and advance toward +the village. When he came nearer they saw it was the holy man who had +died and whose body had been buried in a hole in the ground. When he +died he had changed from this life to the life of those who dwell in “The +Land of Evening Mirage.” From the place where they buried him he +had gone out under the ground and had come up out of the water of the +river. Now when he came up out from the water he was changed back +again to the life on earth. From this it was evident to all the people that +he was indeed a very holy man, and that his vision was true and must +come to pass. They gave him a good dwelling and provided for all his +needs, and the women cooked for him the best food they had, and every +one did homage to him and paid him reverence.</p> + +<p>After a time he knew that the end of his life was approaching, and +as he was about to die he called the leading men about him and said, +“The vision which I had will truly come to pass in future time. Now I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>30]</a></span> +am about to die. When I am dead let me be buried in the ground again +at the place where I was buried before. You will see that some good +thing will come of it for our people at this place. And it shall be good +for all people at this place forever.” When he said something good +would come they thought he meant that the people should be saved from +the cruel and savage, strange, pale-skinned people of his vision, but that +was not what he meant.</p> + +<p>When the holy man was dead they would have preferred to give +him honorable scaffold burial as was customary, but they did as he had +directed and buried him in the ground where he had been buried before. +But this time, they dug out a roomy place, and made walls and a roof with +timbers, and in this place they put the body of the holy man after +dressing him in the best of garments decorated with porcupine quill +embroidery, and wrapped in a fine buffalo robe painted with beautiful designs. +And they placed with him his pipe and tobacco and food and valuable +presents of all kinds. Then they covered it all over with earth +again and set the sod as it was before.</p> + +<p>At evening they watched the place in the river where he had reappeared +the other time after his burial. They thought he might return +again out of the water of the river, but he did not come. And they +listened above the little house they had made for him under the ground, +but they heard not the slightest sound of breathing or any movement. +Then they made a sacred fire by the grave from twigs of the cedar tree, +for this tree is holy and sacred to the Good Powers and the breath of +its fire will bring persons of good intention into communion with those +Unseen Powers. But the holy man did not appear by the sacred fire and +he was never seen again by any of the people.</p> + +<p>Now the people became so burdened with sadness that they could +not endure to remain at this place, so they moved far away, where they +found another good country. In this new place they stayed until all the +people who were grown at the time they left the village of the holy man’s +grave, had become old and had died. And none had ever been back +there. Then, when all those who were but boys and girls when they +left the former village had now become old men and women, their tribe +began to suffer harrassment from an enemy people of another tribe. +Their enemies were too strong for them, so they had to think of moving +to another place. And so it came into their minds to return to the +place by the Muddy-Water River, where they had lived at the time when +those of their people who were now old had been merry, happy children.</p> + +<p>So they came back, and before they had reached the place the old +men said, “Let us go on ahead and see the grave of the holy man.” And +when the old men came to the place where the holy man had been buried +they found that a spring of good water issued from the place where the +holy man’s grave had been. And that is why we call this spring “The +Holy Man’s Waterspring.”</p> + +<p>And it is said that now a bright star is often seen shining over this +spring for a while and that it then goes down and disappears into the +water of the spring. And it is said that sometimes when the moon is +full and bright the holy man may be seen walking near the spring. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>31]</a></span> +When one approaches to speak to him he disappears into the spring. Not +all persons can see these things, but only those whose hearts are kind and +gentle, and whose minds are in accord with Nature, and who have +reverence for holy things and for the beauties and mysteries in Nature.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap13" id="pt01chap13"></a>THE SACRED SYMBOL OF THE CIRCLE</h3> + +<p>To the Dakotas the form of the circle is a sacred symbol because +Great Spirit caused everything in nature except stone to be round. +Stone is the implement of destruction. The sun, the earth and the moon +are round like a shield, and the sky is round like a bowl inverted over the +earth. All breathing creatures are round like a human body. All things +growing out of the ground are round, as the trunk of a tree or the stem +of an herb. The edge of the world is a circle, hence the circle is a symbol +of the world and of the winds which travel to us from all points on the +edge of the world. The sun and the moon which mark the day and the +night travel in a circle above the sky; for this reason the circle is a +symbol of these divisions of time, and of the year, and so is the symbol +for all time.</p> + +<p>Raindrops are round, and so are the drops of dew hanging like +strings of beads upon the grass blades. Pellets of hail and of sleet are +round. Every snowflake has a centre from which lines radiate as from +the centre of a circle. The rainbow, which beautifies the sky after +showers, is round.</p> + +<p>Because Great Spirit has caused almost all things to be round it is +for us a sacred symbol; it reminds us of the work of Great Spirit in the +universe. And for this reason Dakotas make their tipis round; and in +laying a camp the tipis are set in a circular line; and in all ceremonies +they sit in a circle.</p> + +<p>The circle is a symbol of the tipi and of shelter and comfort. In +decorative figures the undivided circle is a symbol of the world and of +time. If the circle be filled with red it is a symbol of the sun; if filled +with blue it is a symbol of the sky. If the circle be divided into four +parts it is a symbol of the four winds.</p> + +<p>The mouthpiece of a pipe should always be passed about the circle +and offered to the four directions before it is formally smoked.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap14" id="pt01chap14"></a>THE SACRED NUMBER FOUR</h3> + +<p>It appears that Great Spirit caused everything in the world to be in +fours; for this reason mankind’s activities of all kinds should be governed +by the number four out of respect to this sacred number and in +agreement with it.</p> + +<p>We see that there are four directions: the north, the east, the south, +and the west; four divisions of time: the day, the night, the moon, and +the year; there are four seasons: the spring, the summer, the autumn, and +the winter; there are four parts to everything that grows from the +ground: the roots, the stems, the leaves, and the fruits; four kinds of +things that breathe: those that crawl, those that fly, those that walk on +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>32]</a></span> +four legs, and those that walk on two legs; four things above the world: +the sun, the moon, the sky, and the stars; four kinds of gods: the great, +the associates of the great, the gods below them, and the spirit kind; +four periods of human life: infancy, youth, adulthood, and old age; mankind +has four fingers on each hand, four toes on each foot, and the +thumbs and big toes of each taken together make four.</p> + +<p>All these tokens of the works of Great Spirit should cause mankind +to order his ceremonies and all activities so far as possible by this sacred +number.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap15" id="pt01chap15"></a>THE PRISTINE PRAIRIE</h3> + +<p>To obtain even an approximate appreciation of the conditions of life +as they presented themselves to the people of the nations which formerly +occupied the region drained by the Missouri River and its tributaries we +must bring ourselves to see it as it was in its natural condition, void +of all the countless changes and accessories which we have erected here +by our European culture and custom.</p> + +<p>Imagine, then, a country of open prairie stretching away and away +beyond the range of vision over hill, valley, and plain, the skyline unbroken +by trees, except a fringe along the course of the streams. The +aspect of this landscape in summer was that of a boundless sea of shining +green, billowing under the prevailing south wind, darkened here and +there by the swiftly marching shadows of clouds sailing high and white +in the brilliant blue sky. Toward the end of summer the sun appears to +have shed some of its lustre upon the plain below, for it now shines with +a paler light, while the ever restless, rustling, whispering sea of grass +waves in rolling billows of golden green, seeming to be forever flowing +on before the south wind into the mysterious North, changing again into +yellow and warm brown as autumn comes on.</p> + +<p>Then it may happen some day that the whole aspect is suddenly +changed. Fire has escaped in the sea of dry grass. To the windward the +horizon is one long line of smoke, which, as it comes nearer, rolls up in +black masses shot through with darting tongues of angry red flames +leaping a hundred feet skyward, while the sound of the conflagration is +like that of a rushing storm. Frightened animals are fleeing before it +in terror for their lives and birds are flying from the threatened destruction.</p> + +<p>This scene passes, and now the whole visible earth is one vast stretch +of coal black, and the whole sky is a thick blue haze in which the sun +seems to hang like a great red ball, while an unbroken silence pervades +the land.</p> + +<p>Then winter comes with days of leaden sky and blackened earth, +succeeded by clear days when the snow-covered earth appears like a vast +white bowl encrusted with frost-diamonds and inclosed by an over-arching +dome of most brilliant blue.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>33]</a></span> +Again the season changes; warm airs blow from the south; soft +showers fall; the sound of the first thunder wakens all Nature; the +blackened earth appears once more, soon showing color from the pale +green spears of tender young grass, and in a short time the form of +Mother Earth is once more clothed in a mantle of shining green.</p> + +<p>And now as the biting winds of winter yield to the balmy breezes +from the south all the vernal flora is quickened into life and beauty. The +modest blue violets appear in such profuse abundance that they seem like +shreds of the sky wafted by the spring breezes over the land and drifted +into every swale and ravine. On the upland the purple flowers of the +buffalo pea show themselves; in sandy places of the Middle Great Plains +the dainty lavender blue bonnets of the early wind-flower are trembling +in the breeze. In the Northern Great Plains the snow is scarcely gone +before the pasque flowers, first gladsome harbingers of the lovely hosts +to follow, troop forth over the bleak hillsides, “very brave little flowers,” +the Cree Indians say, “which come while it is still so cold that they must +come wearing their fur coats.” This is in allusion to the furry appearance +of the pasque flower.</p> + +<p>And as the floral life manifests itself all the native faunal life is also +awakened to renewed activity. The migratory birds are seen and heard +flying northward by relays in hundreds of thousands. The course of the +Missouri River marks upon the earth the chart by which they direct their +northward flight toward their summer homing places. The Arkansas +River, the Kansas, the Platte, the Niobrara and the White River are +relay stations of their journey, and the countless V-shaped flocks coming +northward in long lines wheel, circling down until tracts many acres in +extent are whitened by the great numbers of snow geese, while the +Canada geese in equal numbers darken other tracts; ducks in great numbers +are swimming on all the ponds and quiet streams, and regiments +and brigades of tall gray cranes are continually marching and counter-marching +on land or sailing like fleets of monoplanes far up in the clear +blue, whence float down to earth the vibrant notes of their bugle calls as +they travel on into the North. On the higher prairies at sunrise as the +long rays of the red morning sun slant brightly across the land the +booming, drum-like sound of hundreds of prairie chickens is heard at +their assemblies, for at this season they dance the mating dance at the +sunrise hour. Soon the meadowlarks, “the birds of promise,” appear, +singing their songs of promise of good things for their friends, the +human beings; and they set about the duties of housekeeping, building +their lowly nests at the grass roots, and all about are scenes of brightness +and sounds of gladness.</p> + +<p>It was in such a country as this, then, that the people of the several +different native nations who were here before us lived and took joy of the +good gifts of Mother Earth and from their own activities, and in all the +beauty of this good land. And they loved this land for all its good gifts +and for its beauty, and for these and for its mystery and grandeur they +paid reverence.</p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>34]</a></span></p> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> +<a name="map02" id="map02"></a> +<img src="images/ps09.png" width="600" height="392" +alt="Map to Show Aboriginal Agriculture" /> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>35]</a></span></p> + +<h3><a name="pt01chap16" id="pt01chap16"></a>ABORIGINAL AMERICAN AGRICULTURE</h3> + +<p><i>See <a href="#map02">Map</a>. Vertical lines indicate region under agriculture by natural +rainfall. Horizontal lines indicate region farmed under irrigation. Both +regions were settled in permanent villages.</i></p> + +<p>Most people of this country, of the now dominant European race, +seldom give a thought to the aboriginal economic conditions which prevailed +here before this country was Europeanised. They seldom think +of the precolumbian utilisation of the natural resources of this continent +by the people of the native American race. They do not consider the +myriad possible uses of plants and plant products by the people of the +native tribes. Most persons of our European race in arrogant self-satisfaction +have not been accustomed to think of those of the American +race as agriculturists at all, much less have we given thought to the +contributions made by that race to the world’s agriculture. But according +to the United States crop report of 1916 the value of the crops in this +country alone, of plants which were first brought under cultivation by +Indians, is $3,000,000,000.</p> + +<p>No doubt the beginnings of agriculture, with our own European race +and with every race, was simply the gathering and storing of supplies of +wild plant products, and proceeded by the stages of intentional dissemination +and cultivation, selection and improvement of stock into myriad +varieties.</p> + +<p>When European explorers first visited the Atlantic shores of America +they found the native tribes to be agriculturists, living in villages of +permanent houses, and with their cultivated fields stretching about the +villages. And as the explorers advanced into the interior of the continent +they found similar conditions to prevail as far as to and including +the Missouri River valley. So it was found that in all the region from +the Gulf of Mexico to the St. Lawrence River, the Great Lakes and the +region of the upper Missouri river all the various Indian nations were +settled agriculturists. On the High Plains and in the western mountains +the tribes could not cultivate the soil because of the unfavorable conditions.</p> + +<p>The crops cultivated by the tribes in the region above defined consisted +of corn, beans, squashes and pumpkins in many varieties, gourds, +sunflower, and tobacco. According to the testimony of some of the early +explorers it appears that in the southeastern part of the continent they also +cultivated sweet potatoes and peanuts. It may be said that the sunflower +is native to the western plains and was there brought under cultivation +and improved to what we have as the cultivated sunflower and was distributed +throughout the region from the Great Plains to the Atlantic +coast. The other crops above named were introduced from the south +many centuries ago from Mexico. Their wild ancestors grow there, +which would indicate that there they were first brought into domestication +by cultivation and improvement of the wild stock. All evidence from +every source seems to point to the plateau of southeast Mexico as the +place of origin of corn. It seems to have been originally a large, coarse +wild grass with seeds which were at least large enough to furnish an +article of food when gathered in quantity. The botanical evidence would +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>36]</a></span> +indicate that it was a branched stalk and that all the branches and the +terminal alike bore loose panicles of seeds, not in compact ears as we +now know the corn ear. But ages of cultivation and selection by obscure +and forgotten tribes of primitive farmers have produced a plant which +bears its staminate flowers generally on the terminal and its pistillate +flowers on side branches modified into what we know as the corn ear. +Not only had the above-described modification taken place in the process +of long ages of cultivation and selection, but the five great types of corn +had been formed and developed into innumerable varieties of each type +prior to the advent of white men on this continent. The five types to +which I have referred are dent corn, flour corn, flint corn, sweet corn, and +pop corn. Dent corn was obtained first by white men from the Indians +of Virginia in the beginning of the seventeenth century at the first +settlement of that colony by the English. The New England tribes had +flint corn, flour corn, and sweet corn, and pop corn, but not dent corn. +The tribes of the upper Missouri River had flint corn, flour corn and +sweet corn.</p> + +<p>The Arikara and Mandan on the upper Missouri were the great agricultural +tribes of this region. Omaha legend credits the Arikara with +first having corn and with having distributed to other tribes. And the +common pictograph to represent the Arikara among all the surrounding +tribes was a conventionalised ear of corn. In the sign language also the +surrounding tribes designated the Arikara by a motion of the hands +depicting the act of shelling corn, or by the motions of eating an ear of +corn. Washington Matthews says: “There are some reasons for believing +that the Arikara represent an older race of farmers than the +Mandan; for their religious ceremonies connected with the planting are +the more numerous, and they honor the corn with a species of worship.” +And it is the work of these northern tribes in past centuries in acclimating +corn to the short northern summer with its cool nights which has +made it possible for the states of North Dakota, Montana and Minnesota +now to be corn-producing states; for acclimation is a long and gradual +process and was accomplished during a northward migration from +Mexico which occupied many centuries of time.</p> + +<p>In the arid region of what is now New Mexico and Arizona the work +of agriculture was carried on by means of irrigation ages before the +coming of white men, and the old irrigation ditches made by the primitive +Indian farmers of that region may still be traced—irrigation works +made without other power than human muscles and without the use of +iron; the shovels used being made of bone.</p> + +<p>The world is indebted to the aboriginal American agriculturists not +only for all types of corn which we now have, but also for all kinds of +beans, for pumpkins and squashes, cultivated sunflowers, sweet potatoes, +peanuts, and many other crops among our present day staples.</p> + +<p>A great handicap to the primitive American farmer was the lack of +iron tools; for they had no iron before the coming of white men. Another +handicap was the absence of horses. The horse was not native to the +western hemisphere, and was first introduced by the Spaniards. +Previously the only beast of burden in North America was the dog. So +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>37]</a></span> +the cultivation of the ground was entirely handwork; and the tool most +in use was a hoe made from the shoulderblade of the buffalo or of the +elk. One may imagine the immense labor which was required to develop +and extend the above-named crops over the continent, acclimated and +ready to our hand when we arrived in the New World.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap17" id="pt01chap17"></a>THE EARTH-LODGE</h3> + +<p>As an example of the modifying power of geographic influence exercised +upon the arts, we may consider the style of architecture or domiciliary +structure prevailing in the Plains region. In each geographic +province, which also constitutes a culture area, the style of housing is +different according to natural resources and climatic conditions. In the +Plains area the permanent dwelling was the earth-covered structure; +while the temporary dwelling was the skin tent.</p> + +<p>The earth-covered house seems to be an evolution from the thatched +house of the southern plains, exemplified in the dwellings of the Wichitas. +Farther north the exigencies of the climate suggested the addition of an +earth covering.</p> + +<p>All the nations and tribes of the Missouri, of whatever racial stock, +employed the same style of dwelling. In order to effect the construction +of an earth-covered house, a circle of the desired diameter was stripped +off from the surface soil. Four tall, strong forked posts were set in the +center about 8 or 10 feet apart in a quadrangle. Beams were laid on +these forks. Outside of the center posts a circle of shorter posts was +set and beams laid in their forks. Rafters were laid from the lower to +the upper beams. A wall of timbers was leaned up against the circle of +lower beams, the base of the leaning timbers resting upon the ground. +An opening was left at the east, and here was made a vestibule 6 to 14 +feet long.</p> + +<p>Timbers were laid upon the rafters, willow poles were laid upon the +timbers, and a thatch of dry grass upon these poles. A covering of earth +was now built up about the walls and over the roof to a total thickness +of about 2 feet, making, when complete, a dome-shaped structure.</p> + +<p>All structural timbers and poles were fastened by tying with ropes +of raw hide or of basswood or elm fiber.</p> + +<p>An opening of several feet in diameter was left at the top of the +dome for a skylight, ventilator, and smoke-escape. The fireplace was at +the center of the earth floor; the sleeping compartments were ranged +about next to the wall. The altar was at the west side, opposite the +doorway.</p> + +<p>The diameter of the house varied, according to the needs of the +family which occupied it, from 30 to 50 or 60 feet; the height from 15 to +20 feet. This was a family domicile and not a community or tenement +house. Such family dwellings were clustered in villages. The evidences +of many such village sites may be seen throughout all the region of the +Missouri River drainage basin. Their fields of agricultural crops were +cultivated in alluvial valleys usually near the villages, although +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>38]</a></span> +sometimes, when suitable land was not nearby, their fields might be at some +distance.</p> + +<p>The earth-covered house probably originated with the tribes of Caddoan +stock, that is, the Pawnee and Arikara, and was adopted by the +tribes of other stocks upon their migration into the Missouri River region.</p> + +<p>The Pawnee had very elaborate ceremonies and traditions connected +with the earth-lodge. The earlier star cult is recognized in the signification +attached to the four central posts. Each stood for a star—the +Morning Star, and the Evening Star, symbols of the male and female +cosmic forces, and the North and South stars.</p> + +<p>In the rituals of the Pawnee the earth-lodge is made typical of man’s +abode on the earth; the floor is the plain, the wall the horizon, the dome +the arching sky, the central opening the zenith, the dwelling-place of +Tirawa, the invisible power which gives life to all creatures.</p> + +<p>In the poetic thought of the Pawnee the earth was regarded as +Mother and was so called because from the earth’s bounty mankind is +fed. To their imagination the form of the earth-lodge suggests the figure +of speech by which these human dwellings symbolised the breasts of +Mother Earth; for here man is nourished and nurtured, he is fed and +sheltered and blessed with tenderness of life. Here he knows love and +warmth and gentleness.</p> + +<p>Herewith is given a metrical translation of an ancient Pawnee ritualistic +hymn. This hymn is extracted from the ritual of a ceremonial of +great age in the Pawnee nation, and there were similar ceremonials +among all the tribes and nations of the Plains area. The full ritual from +which this is taken is published in the Twenty-second Annual Report of +the Bureau of American Ethnology, part 2.</p> + +<p>Having given the description of the structure of the earth-lodge, the +allusions in the following hymn will be readily understood:</p> + +<h4><a name="pt01chap17a" id="pt01chap17a"></a>HYMN TO THE SUN</h4> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<p class="center">I</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold: hither comes the ray of our father Sun; it cometh +over all the land, passeth in the lodge, us to touch, +and give us strength.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">II</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold: where alights the ray of our father Sun; it touches +lightly on the rim, the place above the fire, whence the +smoke ascends on high.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">III</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold: softly creeps the ray of our father Sun; now o’er +the rim it creeps to us, climbs down within the lodge; +climbing down, it comes to us.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">IV</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold: nearer comes the ray of our father Sun; it reaches +now the floor and moves within the open space, walking there, +the lodge about.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">V</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold where has passed the ray of our father Sun; around +the lodge the ray has passed and left its blessing there, +touching us, each one of us.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>39]</a></span>VI</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold: softly climbs the ray of our father Sun; it upward +climbs, and o’er the rim it passes from the place whence +the smoke ascends on high.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">VII</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold on the hills the ray of our father Sun; it lingers +there as loath to go, while all the plain is dark. Now has +gone the ray from us.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">VIII</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Now behold: lost to us the ray of our father Sun; beyond our +sight the ray has gone, returning to the place whence it +came to bring us strength.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap18" id="pt01chap18"></a>DESCRIPTION OF THE TIPI</h3> + +<p>The temporary dwelling used for traveling was a conical tent made +from buffalo skins erected on a frame of poles. It commonly had about +twenty poles averaging twenty-five feet in length. The poles were set in +a circle about fifteen feet in diameter, held together above by a hide rope +wound round the whole set of poles about four feet from the upper ends. +Three poles were first tied together, then the others were laid in the +forks of these, then the rope was passed round all of them and tied. +The cover was from fifteen to eighteen buffalo hides cut and fitted +so that when sewn together with sinew thread, they formed a single large +sheet nearly semi-circular in shape. This was lifted into place by a +special pole at the back of the structure, then the ends were brought +around to the front and fastened by means of eight or ten small wooden +pins at intervals from the door to the crossing of the poles. The bottom +was kept in place by pegs about two feet apart around the circle. The +door was usually a piece of skin stretched over an elliptical frame.</p> + +<p>At the top an opening was left for ventilation and outlet for the +smoke of the fire. The draft was regulated by two flaps or wings supported +each on a movable pole slanted alongside the tipi with its base on +the ground and its top fastened to the apex of the smoke-flap. This held +the draft open to the side away from the wind and was moved according +to the changes of the wind so as always to be open to the lee side.</p> + +<p>The beds were at the sides and the back of the tipi. Decorated curtains +above the beds kept off any drops of rain which might come through +the smoke-hole in rainy weather. The ground was the floor, the part +near the beds sometimes cut off from the open space by a hedge of interwoven +twigs.</p> + +<p>In warm weather the bottom of the tipi was raised to allow the +breeze to pass through. In cold weather the bottom was banked with +grass to keep out the wind.</p> + +<p>The camp was arranged in a circle, each band of the tribe having its +own proper segment of the circle, which was relatively the same through +immemorial generations, and each family in each band had its proper +place in the segment, so that one coming into camp after nightfall, +although he might not have been in camp before, could thus unfailingly +find his way to his own family.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>40]</a></span> +On account of its exact adaptability to prairie life, the tipi was +taken as the model of the army tent which bears the name of General +Sibley, and is used now by our army.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap19" id="pt01chap19"></a>AN OMAHA GHOST STORY</h3> + +<p>In the springtime a little child had died and was buried on the hill +southeast of the village. The hill was green with the prairie grass and +spangled with the beautiful wild flowers of the prairie. On the north +and east the forest ascends the slope from the Missouri River valley to +the crest of the hill, partly encircling the burial place with a rampart of +green trees in which were numbers of happy birds, busy with their nest-building +and tuneful with their joyful songs.</p> + +<p>Not long after the death of this little child the people went upon the +annual summer buffalo hunt to the Sand Hill region many miles away +to the west from the village. As the people drew away from the familiar +home scenes of the village the mother was strongly affected by a feeling +of sadness and grief for her little one which she had to leave alone in its +lone and narrow bed upon the hill. When the people made camp and the +evening meal was prepared this mother was so burdened with grief for +her child that she could not eat and went away to grieve alone. When +she left the camp she was so drawn by yearning for her little one that +she walked on and on all night toward the home village. In the morning, +weak and weary, she was back in the deserted village. All was still. +Not a person and not a dog was there. She went into her own house. +Then she went through the village to other houses. At some deserted +fireplace she happened to find some coals; so she was able to kindle a fire +and cook a bit of food. She sat in her house and wailed for her baby. +After a time she heard sounds. She listened and there seemed to be +whispers and murmurs all about her. And so it continued day after +day. At first she saw nothing, but heard the murmurs and whispers, +and gradually she could almost understand what the whispers said, +especially when she fasted. She made out enough to know that it was +the spirits of the departed, who, in the absence of the living, returned +to occupy the houses during the absence of the people.</p> + +<p>After a time she became able to understand more of what the +ghosts said, and finally she could talk with them in their own manner. +Their speech was not like the speech of living people; there was no voice, +but slight whispering sounds, as one sometimes hears among the grass +on the prairie when all is still, or among the leaves of growing corn, or +the light rustling of the cottonwood leaves on a quiet evening.</p> + +<p>At first the woman saw nothing, though she could hear the whispering +speech like the breathing of those who sleep. Later she could +see, as it seemed, feet moving about on the floor, but nothing above the +feet. As she looked she could see nothing between herself and the +opposite walls of the house. Then, after a time, she seemed to see not +only the moccasins but the leggings above them as far as the knees, +but she never saw any more. And thus it was with her during all the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>41]</a></span> +time she dwelt there alone with the spirits until her people returned to +the village.</p> + +<p>This time it happened the people did not return for a year. When +the woman had disappeared from the camp on their first night out the +people supposed she had gone out somewhere to be alone to weep and +pray, but when she did not return they sought for her, and not being +able to find any trace of her they supposed some accident had befallen +her and that she was dead. They were much surprised to find her at +home when they returned to the village at the end of a year. But when +they spoke to her they found that she was mute; she moved her lips, but +no sound came. After some days she recovered speech and again took +up her accustomed life with her people.</p> + +<p>During the year in which she lived alone in the deserted village she +had planted and harvested a crop and had lived by that and by what food +may have been left in the storage places and from the wild products +which she gathered.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt01chap20" id="pt01chap20"></a>AN OMAHA HERO SONG</h3> + +<p>All American tribes had many different classes of songs. One class +of songs was in praise of tribal heroes. There were also songs of +chivalry, celebrating brave and generous deeds. To this class belongs +the one given herewith. It must be said in explanation that all Indian +songs are very brief. They comprise only a line or two and the meaning +of the song is known by the story which is its foundation. To understand +this particular song it must be explained that a common military +custom among the tribes was to award certain honors for certain exploits, +just as we see in our own armies the awarding of the Victoria +Cross, the Distinguished Service Medal, the Military Medal, the Croix +de Guerre, etc. In the Omaha tribe the highest military honor was +awarded for getting near enough to the enemy to touch an enemy body, +either with a lance, a bow, or any object in the hand.</p> + +<p>There was an old warrior of this tribe, named Yellow-wood Bow, +who had fought well and won many honors in his time. But he was now +old and no longer able to fight for his people. But one day when an +attack had been made on his people by the enemy and the young men +were fighting valorously, the old man went out walking feebly toward +the field of conflict to see the battle, for he was unable to sit quietly in +the village while the fighting was going on. It happened that as he +approached the battlefield two young men were just about to count +their honors by striking with a lance the body of a slain enemy when one +saw the old warrior, Yellow-wood Bow approaching. He held back and +spoke to his comrade in the words “Hold! Yellow-wood Bow is coming!” +So the young men gave over the opportunity of counting the honor for +themselves in order that the highly respected old warrior might have +this one more chance to gain an honor, one more honor to his long list +of honors. And the generosity of these two young men is praised in the +song:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“Hold! Yellow-wood Bow is coming!”<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>42]</a></span> +In singing this song not only do the people award praise and glory +to bravery and courage, but the virtue of renunciation shown by the +young men also receives its measure of praise. The song has the purpose +to inculcate emulation of bravery and also of generosity and unselfishness +of spirit.</p> + + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>43]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="part02" id="part02"></a>Stories of Plant People</h2> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap01" id="pt02chap01"></a>SACRED TREES</h3> + +<p>A people living under natural conditions in communion with nature, +will carefully note the appearance of natural objects in their environment. +They become acquainted with the various aspects of the landscape +and of the living things, plants and animals in their changes +through the seasons, in storm and calm, in activity and in repose. Becoming +thus intimately acquainted with the life about them the people +will come to regard some of the more notable forms with a feeling akin +to that which they have towards persons, and hence they come to have +place in folk stories, in reasoned discourse and in ceremonies of religion.</p> + +<p>Commonly throughout the region of the Missouri River was to be seen +the cottonwood, the willows of several species, and the cedar or juniper. +The appearance and habits of these trees impressed themselves powerfully +upon the mind and imagination of the Indian folk.</p> + +<p>The cedar or juniper was wonderful because it was ever green; unlike +other trees it appeared indifferent to frost and to heat, but alike in winter +and summer retained its leaves. Also it appeared to be withdrawn, +solitary and silent, standing dark and still, like an Indian standing upon +a hill with his robe drawn over his head in prayer and meditation. Thus +it gave the suggestion, and had the appearance of being in communion +with the High Powers.</p> + +<p>Leaves and twigs of cedar were burned as incense in ceremonial rituals +in order that evil influences might be driven away.</p> + +<p>Willows were always found growing along watercourses, as though +they had some duty or function in the world in connection with water, +the element so immediately and constantly needful to man and to all other +living things. Water was not only imperatively necessary for vivifying +and reanimating all living things, but was an active agent in processes +of change and transmutation. In cases of disease the evil influences +which plagued the body might be driven out and thus health might be +restored through the use of water transformed into vapor by means of +heat. So the vapor bath was used. Also if a man contemplated the +undertaking of any serious project, any dangerous mission, or any +solemn enterprise, it was important first to prepare himself by purification, +by means of the vapor bath, from all evil influences. The framework +of the vapor bath lodge was made of willow poles, bent and tied +with their bark.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>44]</a></span> +The willow was also mystically connected with that greatest change +of all, the departure of the spirit from the body, the change which we +call death. Willow twigs had certain uses in funeral rites.</p> + +<p>The cottonwood was found growing over a widely extended range, +under diverse climatic conditions, appearing always self-reliant, showing +prodigious fecundity, and having wonderful means of propagation. It +provided its seed, produced in enormous number, with a device by which +they traveled on the wind to far places and so became widely disseminated +in all directions, traveling up-stream or down-stream, and even +across the plains and prairies to other streams where the new generation +might establish itself. But besides this admirable provision to +insure the perpetuation of its kind it had also another means of propagation; +though by this means it could move only down-stream. This +method of propagation is by the making of cuttings or planting slips +from its own twigs. It is well known that the gardener may make artificial +cuttings of many kinds of trees and plants, and so increase his +stock. But the cottonwood, alone among trees, performs this operation +itself. At the beginning of autumn the cottonwood trees form layers +of cork cells which gradually wedge off part of its twigs from the parent +branch, thus covering and healing the wound of separation and also +covering and healing the base of the separated twig so that it falls off +alive and protected from loss of sap.</p> + +<p>Falling thus to the ground just about the time that autumn rains are +about to begin, they are ready to be carried away by the rising waters +of the streams and may be thus planted in a mud or sand bank further +down stream, ready to take root and grow in the springtime.</p> + +<p>In the springtime the opening of the cottonwood buds and pushing +out of the young leaves, even when chilly nights follow the bright +breezy days and the rapid growth of these lustrous leaves, brightly +dancing in the spring winds, their brilliant sheen and active movement +reflecting the splendour of the sun like the dancing, glinting ripples of +a lake, suggest the joy and eagerness and energy of movement of all +returning life.</p> + +<p>The foliage of the cottonwood is peculiar and remarkable so that it +may be said the air is never so still that there is not motion of cottonwood +leaves. Even in still and sultry summer afternoons, and at night +when all else was still, ever they could hear the rustling of cottonwood +leaves by the passage of little vagrant currents of air. Secret messages +seemed ever to be passing in soft whispers among the cottonwood leaves. +And the winds themselves are the bearers of the messages and commands +of the Higher Powers, so there was constant reminder of the +mystic character of this tree.</p> + +<p>The cottonwood was, among trees, the symbol of fidelity, one of the +four great virtues inculcated by the ethical code of the people of the +Dakota nation.</p> + +<p>So from all these considerations, it might be expected that this tree +should have an important place in the rituals of the people for many +generations associated with it. And so it had.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>45]</a></span> +The Sacred Pole of the Omaha nation was made of the cottonwood. +The Sacred Pole was an object of the greatest veneration to the people +of that nation, similarly as the Ark of the Covenant was sacred to the +Hebrew nation.</p> + +<p>The Sacred Tree, the central object of the Sun Dance, the most momentous +religious ritual of the Dakota nation, was a cottonwood. The +tree which should be chosen to be felled and brought into camp and set +up in the lodge erected for the performance of this ritual, must be a +growing cottonwood tree, the base of whose trunk is not less than two +spans in circumference. The tree must be straight and forked at a distance +from the ground of about four times the measure of the outstretched +arms from hand to hand.</p> + +<p>Twigs and bark of cottonwood were burned as incense to ward +against the scheming of Anog Ite, the spiteful malevolent being who +foments scandals, strife and infidelity.</p> + +<p>Such then, were some of the relations in the philosophic thought, +the religious conceptions and the sentiments of the people of the Dakota +nation in regard to these three species of trees.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap02" id="pt02chap02"></a>THE SONG OF THE PASQUE FLOWER</h3> + +<p>The pasque flower (<b>Pulsatilla patens</b>), has a very extensive range +upon the northern prairies, reaching from about latitude 43 degrees +north to the Great Slave Lake above 60 degrees north latitude. It is the +earliest flower to put forth its blossoms in the springtime, often appearing +before all the snow is gone. Its bluish purple flowers gladden the bare +brown hillsides with great profusion of bloom, in earnest of returning +life. For this reason it has a strong hold upon the affections of all the +native tribes throughout all its extended range. The plant is closely related +to the anemone, which is sometimes called the wind flower.</p> + +<p>The people of the Dakota nation have a number of pretty little folk +stories concerning the pasque flower. One story is that in the long ago, +whenever any of the people happened to pass by where these flowers were +blooming they tried to show the friendliness which they felt for human +beings by nodding their heads in the chilly spring wind, showing their +smiling faces and saying, “Good morning! Good morning!” But the +people passed them unheeding. They became abashed at this indifference, +so nowadays still feeling friendly towards the people in spite of +such rebuffs, they bashfully turn their heads to one side as they nod and +call their kindly greetings in their sweet low voice.</p> + +<p>There is another pretty conceit connected with the pasque flower. +Indians generally are keenly observant of all things in nature, and reverent +towards them. They feel reverence for all living creatures, whether +plant or animal. They have songs and stories about most of the species +of plants and animals with which they are acquainted, the specific song +being the expression of the life or soul of the species to which it pertains. +The song of the pasque flower, translated out of the Dakota +language into English runs something like this:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>46]</a></span> +<span class="i0">“I wish to encourage the children of other flower nations<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Which are now appearing over all the land;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So while they waken from sleep and rise from the bosom<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Of Mother Earth, I stand here old and gray-headed.”<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 385px;"> +<a name="map03" id="map03"></a> +<img src="images/ps10.png" width="385" height="400" +alt="Refer to caption" /> +</div> + +<p class="caption">Map of Geographical Distribution of Pasque Flower</p> + +<p>The saying: “I wish to encourage the children of other flower nations,” +refers to the very early prevernal blossoming of this plant and +its consequent ripening while the other flower species (nations) are just +peeping through the ground. The entire plant is hairy, and when mature +its seed head is plumose and white, similar to the clematis head, +suggesting the head of a very old man with long white hair. This explains +the allusion in “I stand here old and gray-headed.”</p> + +<p>When in springtime an old man of the Dakota nation first finds +one of these flowers it reminds him of his childhood, when he wandered<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>47]</a></span> +over the hills at play as free from sorrow and care as the birds and the +flowers. He sits down near the flower, upon the lap of Mother Earth, +takes out his pipe and fills it with tobacco. Then he reverently holds the +pipe towards the earth, then towards the sky, then towards the north, +the east, the south and the west. After this act of silent invocation and +thanksgiving, he smokes. Tobacco was sacred and was used ceremonially +as an incense. The pipe was therefore a sort of censer, and was accordingly +treated with respect and reverence. In smoking, Indians did not +seize the pipestem in the teeth. Such an act would be sacrilegious. The +mouthpiece of the pipestem was gently presented to the lips and the +breath drawn through. By this inspiration the smoker united the +mystery of the tobacco, the mystery of fire and the mystery of the +breath of life.</p> + +<p>While the old man sits by the flower and smokes he meditates upon +all the changing scenes of his lifetime; his joys and sorrows, his youthful +hopes, his accomplishments, his disappointments, and upon the guidance +of the Unseen Powers accorded to him thus far upon the journey +of life, and he is encouraged to believe that he will be guided to the end +of life’s journey “beyond the fourth hill” of life; as he has been guided +over the hill of childhood, the hill of youth, and the hill of manhood’s +prime, that he will also be guided over the last hill, the hill of old age.</p> + +<p>After finishing his pipe he empties the ashes reverently upon the +ground near the pasque flower which he has been contemplating. Then +he rises and plucks the flower prayerfully and carries it carefully home +to show to his grandchildren, singing as he goes, the song of the pasque +flower, which he learned as a child and which he now teaches to his +grandchildren, commending to them the example of the flower in its +courage and endurance and its faithfulness.</p> + + +<h4>THE SONG OF THE PASQUE FLOWER</h4> + +<p class="center">By Rev. Ignatius Forster, O. S. B.<br /> +Mount Marty, Yankton, South Dakota.<br /> +February 1, 1921.</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lovely Pasque Flower,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Herald of Spring,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Proclaiming the hour,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Gladly to sing.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Gently thou greetest<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The wintry sun;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Boldly thou peepest<br /></span> +<span class="i0">If snow is gone.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Callest thy playmates<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who still do sleep:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Arise, lo, spring waits!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">No longer weep.”<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Slowly they waken,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Lowly they sigh:<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Wasn’t that beckon<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pasque Flower’s cry?”<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">They rise in raiments<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Of colors bright;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pasque Flower’s garments<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Are hoary white.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Noble thy preaching,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pasque flower brave;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Work,” is thy teaching,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">“Unto the grave.”<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Lovely Pasque Flower,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Herald of Spring<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Proclaiming the hour<br /></span> +<span class="i0">To work and sing.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>Father Forster was moved to write this delightful little song upon +reading one evening, (February 1, 1921), the foregoing prose account of +the Dakota (Sioux) Song of the Pasque Flower or Hoksi-Cekpa Wahca.</p> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>48]</a></span></p> + +<h3><a name="pt02chap03" id="pt02chap03"></a>THE PRAIRIE ROSE</h3> + +<p>The prairie was gray and drab, no beautiful flowers brightened it, +it had only dull greenish-gray herbs and grasses, and Mother Earth’s +heart was sad because her robe was lacking in beauty and brightness. +Then the Holy Earth, our mother, sighed and said, “Ah, my robe is not +beautiful, it is sombre and dull. I wish it might be bright and beautiful +with flowers and splendid with color. I have many beautiful, sweet and +dainty flowers in my heart. I wish to have them upon my robe. I wish +to have upon my robe flowers blue like the clear sky in fair weather. +I wish also to have flowers white like the pure snow of winter and +like the high white cloudlets of a quiet summer day. I wish also to +have brilliant yellow flowers like the splendor of the sun at noon of a +summer day. And I wish to have delicate pink flowers like the color of +the dawn light of a joyous day in springtime. I would also have flowers +red like the clouds at evening when the sun is going down below the +western edge of the world. All these beautiful flowers are in my heart, +but I am sad when I look upon my old dull, gray and brown robe.”</p> + +<p>Then a sweet little pink flower said, “Do not grieve mother, I will go +up upon your robe and beautify it.” So the little pink flower came up +from the heart of Mother Earth to be upon the sad prairie of her +mother’s robe.</p> + +<p>Now when the Wind Demon saw the pink flower there he said, “Indeed +she is pretty, but I will not have her trespassing in my playground.” So +the Wind Demon rushed at her shouting and roaring and blew out her +life, but her spirit returned to the heart of Mother Earth.</p> + +<p>And when the other flowers ventured, one after another to come out +upon the prairie which was Mother Earth’s robe, the Wind Demon destroyed +them also and their spirits returned to the heart of Holy Mother +Earth.</p> + +<p>At last Prairie Rose offered to go and brighten the appearance of +Mother Earth’s robe, the prairie. Mother Earth said fondly, “Yes, dear, +sweet child, I will let you go. You are so lovely and your breath is so +sweet, it may be that the Wind Demon will be charmed by you, and +that he will let you remain on his ground.” And Prairie Rose said, “Yes, +dear mother, I will go, for I desire that my mother’s robe shall be beautiful. +But if the Wind Demon should blow out my life my spirit shall +return home to the heart of my mother.”</p> + +<p>So Prairie Rose made the toilsome journey up through the dark ground +and came out upon the sad gray prairie. And as she was going Mother +Earth said in her heart, “Oh, I hope the Wind Demon will allow her to +live for I wish my robe to be beautiful!”</p> + +<p>Now when the Wind Demon saw Prairie Rose he rushed at her shouting +and said, “Indeed, though she is pretty I shall not allow her to be +upon my ground. I will blow out her life.” So he came on roaring and +drawing his breath in strong gusts. Just then he caught the fragrance +of the breath of Prairie Rose. “Ah,” he said, “how sweet her breath is! +Why, I do not have it in my heart to blow out the life of such a beautiful +little maiden whose breath is so sweet! I love her. She shall stay here +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>49]</a></span> +with me. And I must make my voice gentle and sing a melodious song, +for I wish not to frighten her with my awful noise.”</p> + +<p>So he became quiet and breathed gentle breezes which passed over +the prairie grasses whispering and humming little songs of gladness.</p> + +<p>Then the other flowers also came up through the dark ground and +out upon the dull, gray prairie and made it bright and joyous with their +presence. And the wind came to love all the flowers and the grasses.</p> + +<p>And so the robe of our Mother Earth became beautiful because of the +loveliness and the sweet breath of the Prairie Rose.</p> + +<p>Sometimes the Wind forgets his gentle songs and becomes loud and +boisterous, but he does not harm a person whose robe is ornamented with +the color of Prairie Rose.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap04" id="pt02chap04"></a>THE SONG OF THE WILD ROSE</h3> + +<p>The following is a translation into English out of the Dakota +language by Dr. A. McG. Beede, of an old Dakota song. The people of +the Dakota nation, and other tribes also, think of the various plant and +animal species as having each their own songs. With these people music, +song, is an expression of the soul and not a mere artistic or artful +exercise.</p> + +<p>Where the word “Mother” appears in the following song it refers to +“Mother Earth,” a living, conscious, holy being in Indian thought. The +earth was truly venerated and loved by these people, who considered +themselves not as owners or potential owners of any part of the land, +but as being owned by the land which gave them birth and which supplied +their physical needs from her bounty and satisfied their love of the +beautiful by the beauty of her face in the landscape.</p> + +<p>The trilled musical syllables at the close of the last two stanzas +express the spontaneous joy which comes to a person who has “life-appreciation +of Holy Earth.”</p> + +<p>The first stanza is an introduction by the narrator; not a part of +the “Song of the Wild Rose.” The remaining stanzas are the song itself, +of the Wild Rose.</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">I will tell you of something I know,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And you can’t half imagine how good;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">It’s the song of wild roses that grow<br /></span> +<span class="i0">In the land the Dakota-folk love.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">From the heart of the Mother we come,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">The kind Mother of Life and of All;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And if ever you think she is dumb,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You should know that flowers are her songs.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">And all creatures that live are her songs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And all creatures that die are her songs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And the winds blowing by are her songs,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And she wants you to sing all her songs.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Like the purple in Daydawn we come,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And our hearts are so brimful of joy<br /></span> +<span class="i0">That whene’er we’re not singing we hum<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ti-li-li-li-i, ta-la-la-loo, ta-la-la-loo!<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>50]</a></span> +<span class="i0">When a maiden is ready to wed<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Pin wild roses all over her dress,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And a rose in the hair of her head;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Put new moccasins onto her feet.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Then the heart of the Mother will give<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her the songs of her own heart to sing;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">And she’ll sing all the moons she may live,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Ti-li-li-li-i, ta-la-la-loo, ta-la-la-loo!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap05" id="pt02chap05"></a>USE OF THE GROUND BEAN BY INDIANS</h3> + +<p>There is a native wild bean found growing over an area of wide distribution +in North America. The botanical name of this bean is <b>Falcata +comosa</b>. In the Dakota language it is called maka ta omnicha, which +means “bean of the earth;” in the Pawnee language it is called ati-kuraru, +which means “earth bean.” The plant grows in dense masses over +shrubbery and other vegetation in some places, especially along banks +and at the edge of timber.</p> + +<p>It forms two kinds of branches, bearing two forms of flower, producing +two forms of fruits. Leafy branches climb up over the shrubbery, +but under these, in the shade, prostrate on the earth, starting out +from the base of the main stem, are leafless, colorless branches, forming +a network on the surface of the ground. The tiny inconspicuous +blossoms borne on these prostrate branches are self-pollinated and push +into the leaf mold and soft soil, and there each produces a single large +bean closely clothed by a thin filmy pod or husk. These beans which +are formed in the earth are about the size of Lima beans. Upon the upper, +leafy branches are borne showy, purplish flowers appearing like +small bean blossoms. From these blossoms are produced small bean pods +about a half inch to an inch in length. These pods contain each from +three to four or five small, hard, mottled beans about an eighth of an +inch long.</p> + +<p>The large beans produced in the ground are desirable for food. They +are of good flavor when cooked. The small beans of the upper branches +are also good for food, but they are so small and difficult to harvest that +not much use is made of them by the people. The large beans formed in +the earth would also be hard to gather but for the help of certain little +animals called voles, or wood mice, or bean mice. The voles dig the +large beans and store them in considerable quantities in storage places +which they hollow out in the ground and which they cover over with +sticks and leaves and earth. In these places the little animals put away +sometimes a peck or a half bushel of beans.</p> + +<p>Through all the extensive range of <b>Falcata comosa</b>, the ground-bean, +it was sought by the people of the various Indian tribes to add to their +food supply. The people said they did not take away all the beans from +the voles as it would be wicked to loot the animals’ food stores and leave +the animals to starve after they had worked to gather them. But they +would take a part of the store, in a manner making themselves beggars +to the little animals. The Omahas have a saying that “The bean mouse +is a very industrious fellow, he even helps human beings.”</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>51]</a></span> +But in all accounts I have had from the people of the Dakota nation +the women have always said that they never took away any beans from +the voles without making some payment in kind. They said it would be +wicked and unjust to take the beans from the animals and give nothing +in return. So they said they always put back some corn, some suet, +or some other food material in exchange for the beans they took out. In +that way they said both they and the little animals obtained a variety +in their food supply. They said they thought it very wrong to deprive +the animals of their store without such payment, but that it was fair if +they gave a fair exchange.</p> + +<p>The people of the Dakota nation speak of the wood-mice or voles +by the designation of “Hintunka people.” In the Dakota theory of the +universe they personify the maternal power and spirit by the name +Hunka. Hunka is the mystic All-Mother in nature, the mother of all living +beings, plant or animal, which of course includes mankind. For +they do not think of mankind as being apart from nature and the community +of life in the world.</p> + +<p>The Dakotas have a moral story which is told as follows:</p> + +<p>A certain woman went and plundered the store-house of some Hintunka +people. She robbed them of their entire food supply without even +giving them anything at all in return. The next night this woman who +had robbed the Hintunka people of all their food supply heard a woman +down in the woods crying and saying “Oh, what will my poor children +do?” It was the voice of one of the Hintunka women crying over her +hungry children.</p> + +<p>The same night the woman who had done the wrong had a dream. In +her dreams Hunka appeared to her and said “You should not have taken +the food from the Hintunka people. Take back the food to them, or else +your own children shall cry for food.”</p> + +<p>The next morning the woman told her husband what Hunka had +said to her. Her husband said “You would better do as Hunka tells +you to do.” But the woman was hard-hearted and perverse and would +not restore to the Hintunka people the food of which she had robbed +them, neither would she give them anything in exchange.</p> + +<p>A short time after this a great prairie fire came, driven by a strong +wind, and swept over the place where this unjust woman and her family +were camping. The fire burned up her tipi and everything it contained, +and they barely escaped with their lives. They had no food nor shelter +and they had to wander on the prairie destitute.</p> + +<p>The bean-mouse and its works are regarded with respect, admiration +and reverence by the people of the various Indian tribes which benefit +by its labor. They feel very resentful towards any seeming tendency +to meddle unwarrantedly with its winter store-houses. Upon hearing of +the desire of a white man to make a photograph of such a store-house an +old man of the Teton-Dakota on the Standing Rock Reservation expressed +bitter resentment and declared himself ready to fight to prevent +such a thing from being done. He said “We have enough misfortune +already, counting the war and the epidemic of influenza, without inviting +further disaster by such sacrilege.”</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>52]</a></span> +In the month of November, after the bean mice have harvested their +beans and laid them up in their store-houses for the winter, the people +often go out alone and sit near some such store-house in silent meditation +on the ways of Providence. At that time of the year the missionaries +and priests are often pained and puzzled because of the absence of some +of their church members from Sunday service or from mass on Sunday +morning. They do not know, and likely would not appreciate or understand +the feeling which has caused these people to go out at such a +time, not to the church but out to the quiet place under the open heaven +where they sit upon the lap of Mother Earth to reverently and thankfully +meditate upon the mysteries of nature and the wonderful provisions +of God in nature.</p> + +<p>At such times they like to bring in to their homes or to their +churches some object connected with the bean mouse and his marvelous +ways and work. If they find some beans which the bean mouse has +spilled in transportation to his store-house, or a tree-leaf which they +suppose he has used as his sled for carrying his beans from field to store-house, +they will bring in such objects and lay them up reverently in the +home or in the church with devout regard for prayerful meditation. Indians +say that the bean mouse uses a leaf of the boxelder tree, or sometimes +another kind of leaf of suitable shape, as a sled for gathering his +stores.</p> + +<p>At one time an old blind man of the Teton-Dakota on the Standing +Rock Reservation on the upper Missouri River went out to the vicinity +of a vole’s store-house to meditate and pray. A man saw him and +quietly approached within hearing distance. As the old man was +blind he did not perceive the approach of the observer. Thinking himself +alone in the presence of the powers of nature, this devout old man, +gave expression to his religious feeling in the following prayer:</p> + +<p>“Thou who art holy, pity me and help me I pray. Thou art small, but +thou art sufficiently large for thy place in the world. And thou art sufficiently +strong also for thy work, for Holy Wakantanka constantly +strengthens thee. Thou art wise, for the wisdom of holiness is with +Thee constantly.</p> + +<p>“May I be wise in all my heart continually, for if an attitude of +holy wisdom leads me on, then this shadow-troubled life shall come into +constant light.”</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap06" id="pt02chap06"></a>TIPSIN: AN IMPORTANT NATIVE FOOD PLANT</h3> + +<p>Over all the dry prairies of the Great Plains region there grows a +plant (<b>Psoralea esculenta</b>), which was an important item of the food +supplies of all the tribes of the region. It is a species which belongs +botanically to the Bean Family. The part used for food is the large root, +which is stored with proteid and starchy matter. The root is about the +size of a hen’s egg. The stem of the plant is bushy and branched; the +leaves are trifoliate. The leaves and stems of the plant are hairy, giving +it a grayish-green appearance. The flowers are set in close racemes at +the ends of the branches, and are bluish in color and of bean blossom +shape.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>53]</a></span> +In the journals of the early travellers mention of this plant is often +found under the name of “pomme blanche” or “pomme de prairie,” the +name by which the French traders and trappers called it, for they +learned to live upon the native products of the land. English speaking +people coming later, and depending not so much on native products, did +not supply names for them, not considering them of enough importance. +The name which I have given it for a common English name is an approximation +to, and an adaptation of the name of this plant in the Dakota +language.</p> + +<p>Tipsin roots are gathered in June or early July. They were used fresh +when gathered, and they were also gathered in quantity and peeled and +dried for future use. The women gathered them by the use of digging +sticks. They had their children with them to look for the plants while +they dug them. Because of the branching habit of the plant the mother +would say to her children, “See, they point to each other. Now here is +one, notice the directions in which its arms point and you will find +others.” So the children would start, each in the direction of one of the +branches, and of course, if they followed in any direction and kept close +watch they would find another. The idea of the plants pointing to each +other kept the children’s attention fixed.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap07" id="pt02chap07"></a>HOW THE PEOPLE OBTAINED THE PRECIOUS +GIFT OF CORN</h3> + +<p>All the tribes which cultivated corn had legends accounting for its +acquisition. Many of these are very interesting and beautiful. In the +Sacred Legends of the Omaha, of which account is given in “The Omaha +Tribe,” Twenty-seventh Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology, +by Alice Fletcher and Francis La Flesche, occurs the following +legend of the finding of corn:</p> + +<p>“Then a man in wandering about found some kernels, blue, and red, +and white. He thought he had secured something of great value, so he +concealed them in a mound. One day he thought he would go to see if +they were safe. When he came to the mound he found it covered with +stalks having ears bearing kernels of these colours. He took an ear of each +kind and gave the rest to the people to experiment with. They tried it +for food, found it good, and ever since have called it their life. As soon +as the people found the corn good, they thought to make mounds like +that in which the kernels had been hid. So they took the shoulder blade +of an elk and built mounds like the first and buried the corn in them. So +the corn grew and the people had abundant food.”</p> + +<p>While the legend does not designate what tribe it was which first +obtained corn, it is probably to be identified with the following fuller +account which is also told in the Omaha Sacred Legends, and which recites +that they first learned of corn and obtained seed of it from the +Arikara. The story tells how the Arikara first obtained corn by divine +favour, and then how they gave it to other tribes, among these fortunate +ones being the Omaha. It should be remembered that at the time the +Omaha came to where they now reside and have resided for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>54]</a></span> +some centuries, the Arikara were in the region of what is now northern +Nebraska, so they were then neighbors of the Omaha. No doubt the +declaration of the legend that the Omahas did first obtain corn from +the Arikara is based on fact, in that corn culture among the Omaha +had been borrowed from the Arikara, who later migrated farther north +along the upper Missouri River.</p> + +<p>The story runs thus:</p> + +<p>“The Arikara were the first to obtain the maize. A young man +went out hunting. He came to a high hill, and, looking down upon a +valley, he saw a buffalo bull standing in the middle of a bottom land +lying between two rivers at their confluence. As the young man +searched the surroundings to find how he might approach the buffalo he +was impressed with the beauty of the landscape. The banks of the two +rivers were low and well timbered. He observed that the buffalo stood +facing north; he saw also that he could not approach from any side within +bowshot. He thought that the only way to get a chance to shoot the +buffalo would be to wait until the animal moved close to the banks of +one of the rivers, or to the hills where there were ravines and shrubs. So +the young man waited. The sun went down and the buffalo had not +moved; the young man went home disappointed. He lay awake nearly all +night brooding over his disappointment, for food had become scarce and +the buffalo would have afforded a good supply. Before dawn the young +man arose and hastened to the place where he had discovered the buffalo +to see whether the animal might be somewhere near, if it had moved. +Just as he reached the summit of the hill, where he was the day before, +the sun arose, and he saw that the buffalo was in the same spot. But +he noticed that it was now facing toward the east. Again the young +man waited for the animal to move, but again the sun went down while +the buffalo remained standing in the same spot. The hunter went home +and passed another restless night. He started out again before dawn and +came to the top of the hill just as the sun arose, and saw the buffalo in +the same place still, but it had now turned to face the south. The young +man waited and watched all day, but when darkness came he once +more had to go away disappointed. He passed another sleepless night. +His desire to secure game was mixed with curiosity to know why the +buffalo should so persistently remain in that one spot without eating or +drinking or lying down to rest. He rose upon the fourth morning before +dawn, his mind occupied with this curiosity, and made haste to reach +the hill to see if the buffalo still stood in the same place. Morning light +had come when he arrived at the hill, and he saw that the buffalo was +standing in exactly the same place, but had turned around to face the +west. He was determined now to know what the animal would do, so he +settled down to watch as he had throughout the three previous days. He +now began to think that the animal was acting in this manner under the +influence of some unseen power for some mysterious purpose, and that +he, as well as the buffalo, was controlled by the same influence. Darkness +again came upon him and the animal was still standing in the same +position. The young man returned home, but he was kept awake all +night by his thoughts and wondering what would come of this strange +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>55]</a></span> +experience. He rose before dawn and hastened again to the mysterious +scene. As he reached the summit of the hill dawn spread across all the +land. Eagerly he looked. The buffalo was gone! But just where the +buffalo had been standing there appeared something like a small bush. +The young man now approached the spot with a feeling of curiosity and +of awe, but also something of disappointment. As soon as he came near +he saw that what had appeared from a distance like a small bush was +a strange unknown plant. He looked upon the ground and saw the +tracks of the buffalo; he observed that they turned from the north to +the east, and to the south, and to the west; and in the centre there was +but one buffalo track, and out of it had sprung this strange plant. He +examined the ground all around the plant to find where the buffalo had +left the place, but there were no other footprints except those he had +already seen near the plant. He made haste to reach his home village. +There he notified the chiefs and elders of his people concerning the +strange experience which he had had. Led by the young man they proceeded +to the place of the buffalo and examined the ground with care, and +found that what he had told them was true. They found the tracks of +the buffalo where he had stood and where he had turned, but could find +no trace of his coming to the place nor of his going from it. Now while +all these men believed that this plant had been given to the people in this +mysterious manner by Wakanda for their use, still they were not sure +what that use might be nor in what manner it should be used. The +people knew of other plants that were useful for food, and the season for +their ripening, and, believing that the fruit of this strange plant would +ripen in its proper time, they arranged to guard and protect it carefully, +awaiting with patience the time of its ripening and further revelation +of its purpose.</p> + +<p>“After a time a spike of flowers appeared at the top of the plant, but +from their knowledge of other plants they knew that the blossom was +but the flower and not the fruit. But while they watched this blossom, +expecting it to develop into fruit, as they expected it would, a new growth +appeared from the joints of the plant. They now gave special attention +to the new growth. It grew larger, and finally something appeared at +the top which looked like hair. This, in the course of time, turned from +pale green to dark brown, and after much discussion the people concluded +that this growth at the side of the plant was its fruit, and that it +had ripened. Until this time no one had dared to approach within touch of +the plant. Although they were anxious to know the uses to which the +plant could be put, or for which it was intended, no one dared to touch it. +While the people were assembled around the plant uncertain and undetermined +how to approach the examination of it to learn its possible +use, a youth stepped forward and spoke:</p> + +<p>“‘Every one knows how my life from childhood has been worse than +useless, that my life among you has been more evil than good. Therefore +since no one would regret, should any evil befall me, let me be the +first to touch this plant and taste of its fruit, so that you may not suffer +any harm and that you may learn if the plant possesses qualities which +may be for our good.’ When the people gave their assent the youth +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>56]</a></span> +stepped forward and placed his hands over the top of the plant and +brought them down by the sides of the plant to the roots in the manner +of giving thanks and blessing. He then grasped the fruit, and, turning +to the people, said, ‘It is solid; it is ripe.’ Very gently then he parted +the husks at the top, and again turning to the people, he said, ‘The fruit +is red.’ Then he took a few of the grains, showed them to the people, +then ate them, and replaced the husks. The youth suffered no ill effects, +and the people were convinced that this plant was given them for food. +In the autumn, when the prairie grass had turned brown, the stalks and +leaves of this plant turned brown also. The fruit was plucked and put +away with carefulness. The next spring the kernels were divided among +the people, four to each family. The people removed to the place where +the strange plant had appeared, and there they built their huts along +the banks of the two rivers. When the hills began to be green from the +new prairie grass, the people planted the kernels of this strange plant, +having first built mounds like the one out of which the first plant grew. +To the great joy of the people the kernels sprouted and grew into strong +healthy plants. Through the summer they grew and developed, and the +fruit ripened as did that of the original plant. The fruit was gathered +and some was eaten, and was found to be good. In gathering the fruit +the people discovered that there were various colours—some ears were +white and others were blue, some were red, others were yellow.</p> + +<p>“The next season the people gathered a rich harvest of this new plant. +In the autumn these people, the Arikara, sent invitations to a number of +different tribes to come and visit them. Six tribes came; one of these +was the Omaha. The Arikara were very generous in the distribution of +the fruit of this new plant among their guests, and in this manner a +knowledge of the plant came to the Omaha.”</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap08" id="pt02chap08"></a>A GROUP OF PAWNEE HYMNS TO CORN</h3> + +<p>The Pawnee had migrated from the distant southwest into the +Plains region, finally arriving at the region drained by the Republican, +the Platte, and the Niobrara rivers. Corn was native in Mexico, and had +been introduced into the Plains by gradual adaptation in cultivation +along the line of migration of the Pawnee nation. These hymns express +something of the high value which the people placed upon corn as an +item of their daily sustenance. They also reflect something of the scenery +of the Plains landscape. These hymns are from an ancient Pawnee +ritual which is given entire in the Twenty-second Annual Report of the +Bureau of American Ethnology, Part 2.</p> + +<h4>MOTHER CORN</h4> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<p class="center">I</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Mother with the life-giving power now comes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Stepping out of far-distant days she comes,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Days wherein to our fathers gave she food;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">As to them, so now unto us she gives,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thus she will to our children faithful be.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mother with the life-giving power now comes!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>57]</a></span>II</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Mother with the life-giving power is here.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Stepping out of far distant days she comes.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Now she forward moves, leading as we walk<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Toward the future, where blessings she will give,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Gifts for which we have prayed granting to us.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mother with the life-giving power is here!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<h4>LEADERSHIP OF MOTHER CORN</h4> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<p class="center">I</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The Mother leads and we follow on,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her devious pathway before us lies.<br /></span> +<span class="i0">She leads us as were our fathers led<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down through the ages.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">II</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">The Mother leads and we follow on,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Her pathway straight, where a stage each day<br /></span> +<span class="i0">We forward walk, as our fathers walked<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Down through the ages.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>The two preceding hymns reflect the fact that corn was introduced +by the Pawnee from their more ancient homeland in the faraway southwest +in remotely past time into the region of their later residence in the +plains. They also reflect the importance which corn had in the everyday +life of this people.</p> + +<p>The following hymn to Mother Corn as Guide is expressive of the +sense of vastness and awesomeness of the great extent of the Plains, +and something of its grimness.</p> + +<h4>GUIDANCE OF MOTHER CORN</h4> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<p class="center">I</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Looking o’er the prairie, naught our eyes discern there,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wide the land stretches out before us;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Then we cry aloud to Mother Corn: “Doth thy pathway lie here?”<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">II</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Heeding now our crying, while our eyes she opens,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mother Corn moveth out before us<br /></span> +<span class="i0">On the lonely prairie, where we see straight the pathway lies there!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="smlpadt">The following hymn of thanks for the corn shows something of the +religious feeling of the Pawnee and their gratitude to Providence for +the gift of corn.</p> + +<h4>A HYMN OF THANKS TO MOTHER CORN</h4> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<p class="center">I</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">See! The Mother Corn comes hither, making all hearts glad!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Making all hearts glad!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Give her thanks, she brings a blessing; now, behold! she is here!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> + +<p class="center">II</p> + +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Yonder Mother Corn is coming, coming unto us!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Coming unto us!<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Peace and plenty she is bringing; now, behold! she is here!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>58]</a></span></p> + +<h3><a name="pt02chap09" id="pt02chap09"></a>THE FORGOTTEN EAR OF CORN</h3> + +<p>A woman of the Arikara tribe was harvesting her crop of corn, +making ready to store it away in a safe place where she might be able +to get it for use during the long cold winter. She went along gathering +the ears and placing them in convenient heaps so that she could gather +them up to carry to the storage place she had prepared. When she had +finished her work she started to go, but she heard a voice like the voice of +a little child, crying and calling pitifully: “Oh, do not leave me! Do not +go away without me.”</p> + +<p>The woman was astonished at what she supposed was the voice of +a lost child. She said to herself: “What is this? Can it be some child +has wandered and has been lost in my cornfield? I must go and look +for it.”</p> + +<p>So she laid down her burden of gathered corn, and went back into +the field to make search. But she found no child anywhere in the field.</p> + +<p>Then she started once more to take up her burden and leave the field. +But again she heard the plaintive little voice crying: “Oh, do not leave +me! Do not go away without me.”</p> + +<p>Then she went back into the field and searched again for a long time. +After diligent search she found one little ear of corn which had been +covered by stalks and leaves. It was the little ear of corn which had +been crying, fearing to be left to die in the field. So all Indian women +are very careful in gathering their crops so that nothing shall be lost +or wasted of the good gifts of the Great Mystery, for they are accounted +sacred and holy, and it would be wicked to treat them with neglect or indifference.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap10" id="pt02chap10"></a>HOW THE USEFULNESS OF WILD RICE WAS +DISCOVERED</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Chippewa Myth</i></p> + +<p>Wenibozho and his grandmother, Nokomis, lived together in a +lodge by themselves. When he approached manhood his grandmother +exhorted him to exert himself, to learn to endure hardship, loneliness, +cold and hunger and thirst, for such experience is the proper training for +a young man. A young man needs such training so that when overtaken +by misfortune he shall be brave and resourceful; so that he may be able +to take care of himself and of any who may be dependent upon him.</p> + +<p>So, one day Wenibozho told his grandmother he was going away into +the wilderness where he had never been before, so that he could be cast +upon his own resources to try his strength and courage and wit.</p> + +<p>He was gone many days and nights, wandering through the forest and +beside streams and lakes. He subsisted upon such fruits, seeds, roots and +tubers as he was able to find, and upon the flesh of animals he was +able to shoot with his bow and arrow which he had brought with him. +One day he came to a lake in which was growing a great quantity of +beautiful, feathery wild rice, swaying over the water in the gentle breeze. +From the bark of a birch tree he fashioned a canoe in which he rowed +out upon the lake and gathered a quantity of the wild rice. He did not +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>59]</a></span> +know the wild rice was useful for food, for he had never seen it before, +but he admired its beauty. He took the wild rice which he had gathered +to his grandmother. He told her of the beautiful plant which he had +found in the lake and that he had brought to her some of the seed of +the plant. This seed they sowed in another lake near the place where +he lived with his grandmother, for he hoped to have the beautiful plant +growing where he might often enjoy its beauty.</p> + +<p>Again he went away into the forest so that he might become accustomed +to endure hardships and also that he might learn wisdom from the +living creatures, not only from the moving creatures, but also from those +other living creatures, the plants of all kinds. While walking he thought +he heard a voice saying, “Sometimes they eat us.” He stopped and listened +and again he heard the words “Sometimes they eat us.” This time +he perceived that the words came from some bushes near which he was +passing. Finally he spoke, saying, “To whom are you talking?” He +was told that he was the one to whom the bush was speaking, so he dug +up the plant and found that it had a long root. He tasted the root and +it was pleasant to the taste, so he dug more, and ate a great many, so +many that he was made ill. He was too ill to travel, so he lay there three +days. Finally he was able to rise and move on, but he was hungry and +weak. As he passed along other plants spoke to him, but he was now +afraid to eat of them. Then, as he was walking along a stream he saw +some bunches of grass growing up out of the water which beckoned to +him and said, “Sometimes they eat us.” He was so hungry, and the +graceful grass was so tempting, that he was constrained to gather some +seeds of it and eat. The taste was pleasing, and its effect upon his +hunger was so gratifying that he said, “O, you are indeed good! What +are you called?” The Grass replied, “We are called manomin,” which is +the name which the Chippewa people call this plant. Wenibozho waded +out into the water and gathered the grains by handfuls and ate it, and so +continued till his hunger was fully satisfied. From eating the manomin +he suffered no ill effects whatever, but was strengthened wonderfully. +Finally he remembered the grain which he had discovered on his former +journey and which he and his grandmother, Nokomis, had sown in the +lake near their home. When he returned and found it growing and +compared it with this grain which he had now found to be so good, he +perceived that it was the same sort. So he found that this beautiful grass +which he had growing in the lake near home was really manomin, as +pleasant to the taste and as satisfying to hunger as it was beautiful to +the eyes. Ever since that time the Chippewas have known how to value +the good gift of manomin.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap11" id="pt02chap11"></a>A STORY OF THE SUNFLOWER</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Story from the Dakota Nation</i></p> + +<p>Once on a time, long ago, a company of men were going upon a +war expedition. And now as they were within the country of the enemy +they were proceeding very cautiously. One morning very early they +heard what seemed to be the sound of someone singing in a tremulous +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>60]</a></span> +voice, coming from the direction toward which they were marching. They +stopped and stood still to listen.</p> + +<p>As they stood thus listening it seemed to them that the singer, whoever +he might be, must be a clown, for he was singing a clown song. +There was not light enough to see the singer. But they waited silently +and anxiously peering ahead in the direction from which came the sound +of the singing. At the first glimmer of the dawn light they were able to +make out the appearance of a man walking with an awkward shuffling +gait. His robe was ragged and his leggings drooped down slouchingly +in wrinkles about his ankles as he walked. He had great circles about his +eyes painted a bright yellow and he was singing a clown song in a husky +wheezy voice.</p> + +<p>So they stood in wonder regarding the clown who was coming toward +them. He was coming toward the sun rising and as the daylight +grew brighter they were astonished to see the man suddenly changed to +a sunflower.</p> + +<p>And ever since that time, it is said, the sunflower is inclined to face +toward the sun.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt02chap12" id="pt02chap12"></a>DAKOTA FOLKLORE OF THE SPIDERWORT</h3> + +<p>The spiderwort (<b>Tradescantia bracteata</b>) and (<b>Tradescantia occidentalis</b>) +is a beautiful native prairie flower which is known under numerous +popular names. It is called spiderwort, spider lily, ink flower, +king’s crown, and various other names. It has been proposed to add to +the list another name, “flower-of-romance.” This name is proposed from +the circumstance of a bit of pleasing sentiment connected with this +flower in the folklore of the Dakota nation of Indians.</p> + +<p>It is a charmingly beautiful and delicate flower, deep blue in color, +with a tender-bodied plant of graceful lines. There is no more appealingly +beautiful flower on the western prairies than this one when it is +sparkling with dewdrops in the first beams of the rising sun. There +is about it a suggestion of purity, freshness and daintiness.</p> + +<p>When a young man of the Dakota nation is in love, and walking alone +on the prairie finds this flower blooming, he stops and sings to it a song +in which he personifies it with the qualities of his sweetheart’s personality +as they are called to his mind by the appearance of the flower before +him, its characteristics figuratively suggesting the characteristics +of her whose image he carries romantically in his mind and heart. In +his mind the beauties of the flower and the charms of the girl are mutually +transmuted and flow together into one image.</p> + +<p>The words of his song, translated from the Dakota language into the +English, are something like this:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">“Tiny, gladsome flower,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">So winsome and modest,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thou art dainty and sweet,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For love of thee I’d die.”<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>61]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="part03" id="part03"></a>Stories of the Four-Footed People</h2> + + +<h3><a name="pt03chap01" id="pt03chap01"></a>THE FAITHFUL DOG</h3> + +<p>The dog was the companion and servant of the people over all parts +of North America, and previous to the introduction of the horse into the +western hemisphere by the Spaniards, the dog was the only domestic animal +which the Indians had. After horses were introduced by the Spaniards, +they soon came into use by the Indians, and in a comparatively +short time they were widely spread over the continent.</p> + +<p>But in former days the dog was the only beast of burden which the +Indians had. They served as watchers at night, as companions and +helpers in the chase, and as bearers of burdens in transportation service.</p> + +<p>Once on a time a hunting party of men of the Dakota nation were +in the buffalo grazing country in the time of the winter hunt. Scouts +were sent out each day to look for a herd and to bring back report to +the officers. One day one of the scouts discovered a herd near a certain +lake. He came into camp in the evening, as soon as he could after he +found the herd. At once he went according to the law and rendered his +report to the proper officers. After reporting he went to his lodge and +had his evening meal and then lay down to rest from the weariness of the +day’s scouting.</p> + +<p>The officers held council and made the plans for the next day’s activities +of the hunting field. Then they sent the herald around the camp +to announce the orders for the next day.</p> + +<p>At the earliest light next morning every one in camp was up and +making preparations for the day’s work. It was yet early in the day +when the hunters reached the lake where the scout had discovered the +buffalo herd the previous day. Here they found the buffaloes still feeding. +At the command of the officers the hunters and their dogs were deployed +to surround the herd for the slaughter, for the meat supply of the people +had become low, and at this opportunity they must replenish their provision.</p> + +<p>The herd was feeding upon a strip of land which was surrounded +on three sides by a lake. The plan was to advance upon the herd from +the base of this strip of land and force them out into the lake where the +huge animals would be at a disadvantage upon the slippery ice.</p> + +<p>The men and dogs charged upon the herd and soon the great mass of +shaggy beasts were forced out upon the treacherous ice where they were +struggling in great confusion. Many were killed before the herd finally +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>62]</a></span> +reached the shore of the lake and scrambled up the steep bank and fled +away over the plain.</p> + +<p>The sun was already past the middle of the sky and the hunters were +busy with the work of skinning the carcasses and dressing the beef, +making ready to carry back to camp their prize of meat, hides, and other +useful products, when suddenly they saw and felt a great change in the +sky and in the air. The threatening signs were evident of the swift approach +of a blizzard, the dreadful and terrific winter storm of fierce, +roaring wind and driving snow and frightful cold which frequently sweeps +over the northern plains.</p> + +<p>The hunters made haste to reach camp which had been made in the +shelter of the woods not far away. Here a certain number had been detailed +by the officers to make camp and to gather firewood, while the +others had been taking care of the meat. Now as the fearful storm +threatened, they gathered in the camp bringing in what they could carry +of the meat supply. Soon the hunters were refreshing themselves with +freshly broiled steaks which were much relished by the hungry men, who +had eaten nothing since the early morning just before they had broken +camp. The dogs too were given their share.</p> + +<p>The storm was now upon them in its fury; and all about was a +smothering, dizzying swirl of whiteness as impenetrable as the blackness +of night. The gale of wind roared unceasingly; the myriad millions of +tiny snow particles ground upon each other in the swirl of the storm, each +infinitesimal impact adding to the aggregate of reverberation of sound, +while the skin tents hummed like enormous drums.</p> + +<p>From time to time those who were already in camp shouted to guide +the later comers who gave answering shouts and came one after another +staggering into camp exhausted by the buffeting of the storm. At last +only one was missing. The herd scout, who had found and reported the +herd the day before; he and his faithful dog had not yet come in. The +fury of the storm throughout the night and the next day prevented the +possibility of going to look for the missing man.</p> + +<p>Toward morning following the second night of the storm its fury +abated. As is usual, at the end of a blizzard, it was followed by an extraordinary +calm. The drifted plain lay as still and white as marble. The +stars glistened coldly like ice crystals in the sky. The air was so clear +that the least sound made by any moving creature was magnified in the +stillness.</p> + +<p>The hunting camp awoke. Suddenly the game call of the great gray +wolf was heard. And soon the hunters saw a great number of these +gaunt gray creatures out upon the ice of the lake and on the plain, digging +out the white mounds which were the snowdrifts about the carcasses +of the buffaloes which the hunters had been obliged to leave when the +storm came upon them.</p> + +<p>And now among the wolf cries another sound was heard,—the defiant +barking of a dog! It was the scout’s dog. The men hurried toward the +slaughter field to kill or drive away the wolves. Some wolves were +dragging away a buffalo carcass, and from among the snarling howling +pack about this carcass the hunters could distinctly hear the hoarse +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>63]</a></span> +barking of their missing friend’s dog, and occasionally they could hear a +strangely muffled shout of a man sounding as though it came from under +the ice.</p> + +<p>The hunters finally reached the place to which the carcass had been +dragged by the wolves. As the men came near the wolves ran away and +the men saw the dog standing by the carcass for a moment before he +fell dead as they reached the place. The men with their knives cut open +the abdominal cavity of the carcass and found the missing scout inside +wrapped in his robe in a bed of grass and buffalo hair.</p> + +<p>When the storm had come upon him at his work he had seen that he +could not reach the camp so he had opened two of the carcasses and removed +the internal organs. In one he had made a bed for his dog, and +in the other for himself for protection from the fury of the storm. The +dog had kept an opening to his shelter, but the man had closed the entrance +of his own after he was in, and the hide had frozen solid, making +him a prisoner. When the wolves came the dog was able to free himself +and tried to defend his imprisoned master, regardless of his own safety. +He had been mortally wounded before the hunters could save him.</p> + +<p>As soon as the scout was released he inquired for the dog, his friend +and defender. When he saw that his loyal friend was dead, having given +up his life in defense of his master, the scout was deeply moved with +grief. He knelt down and stroked the head of the dead dog, and said, +“Ah, my friend; you were courageous and faithful unto death. And you +died like a brave warrior. You shall have the funeral of a dead warrior.”</p> + +<p>So with all due ceremony the scout carried the body of the dog to +the top of a hill overlooking the lake where he had given up his life in +doing his duty. There the scout laid the body. Over it he built up a +tomb of boulders which he gathered from the hills. Then he laid upon +it offerings of red paint and of food according to the funeral custom of +his people, and they sang the farewell song for the dead.</p> + +<p>Ever since that time this hill has been known to the Dakotas as the +Grave of the Dog.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt03chap02" id="pt03chap02"></a>HOW COYOTE CHIEF WAS PUNISHED</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Mandan Story</i></p> + +<p>Coyote Chief was out hunting one day, and he came upon a buffalo +bull grazing. “Brother,” he said, “you have nothing to do just now. Let +us run a race to see which of us is the swifter.” “All right,” said the +buffalo, “let us run.”</p> + +<p>“I shall first go and prepare a place for the race,” Coyote Chief +said, “then I shall come back for you.”</p> + +<p>So Coyote Chief found a high steep bank and placed on the very +edge of it a small heap of stones. Then he returned to the buffalo and +said, “Everything is now ready. Let us race over to yonder heap of +stones which I have set up for a goal. When we are almost to the goal +let us shut our eyes and run as hard as we can.” And so they ran toward +the heap of stones and the buffalo ran over the bank and was killed by +falling, just as Coyote Chief had planned.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>64]</a></span> +But Coyote Chief had nothing with which to skin the buffalo and +cut up and prepare the meat. So he walked along a little way and came +to a small clump of timber. As he approached the timber he called out, +“Brothers, give me a knife.” And they gave him a knife. Then he went +on to another clump of timber. Here he called out, “Brothers, give me an +earthen pot.” And they gave him an earthen pot. He went on again to +another clump of timber, where he called out, “Brothers, give me a horn +spoon.” And they gave him a horn spoon.</p> + +<p>Then Coyote Chief went back to the place where the buffalo had fallen, +and there he built a hunter’s lodge of leafy branches of trees. Then +he skinned the buffalo and pegged out the skin upon the ground and +scraped it. Next he cut up the meat, and some of it he cut into strips +and hung it up to dry.</p> + +<p>Coyote Chief had Fox for a servant, to run errands and to work +about the house. And he treated Fox badly and did not give him enough +to eat. Fox was hungry, as usual, and tried to help himself to some of +the buffalo meat, but Coyote Chief saw him and was angry. He seized a +brand from the fire and thrust it into Fox’s face, burning him thereby. Fox +was hurt so badly that he decided to run away, but he wished first to be +revenged upon Coyote Chief. So he went around to all the other animals +and told them how badly he had been used by Coyote Chief. The animals +were sorry for him and seemed willing to help him to punish Coyote +Chief. So they held a meeting and talked over the matter to decide upon +the best way to do this. The decision of the council was that they should +all go over to his house that night and eat up all his meat while he was +asleep.</p> + +<p>Coyote Chief had worked hard all day to take care of his meat, and +had not taken time to eat much. Being tired after his day’s work he went +to bed early. But he was anxious lest some one might come and take +his meat while he slept, so before going to sleep he said, “Now my +members, you must watch for me while I sleep. My eyes, if anyone +peeps in you must stare hard at him. My ears, if you hear a sound, you +must wiggle. My arms, if anyone comes in you must thrash around. My +legs, if any one comes near, you must kick.” Then he went to sleep.</p> + +<p>That night all the animals gathered at Coyote Chief’s house, but +they were afraid to touch anything till they were sure he was sound +asleep. So they sent Magpie first to peep in at the door. Magpie went +and peeped in and saw Coyote Chief’s eyes staring hard at him, and he +went back and said, “He is not asleep, for his eyes stared at me.”</p> + +<p>After a time Crow was sent to find if Coyote Chief was not asleep. +Crow flew up and perched by the smoke-hole. When he looked in Coyote +Chief’s ears began to wiggle. Crow went back and told the animals that +Coyote Chief could not be asleep, for as soon as he looked in Coyote +Chief’s ears began to wiggle.</p> + +<p>A little later Jack Rabbit was sent to look. Jack Rabbit pushed in +a little at the door, and Coyote Chief’s arms began to move up and +down. So Jack Rabbit went back and reported that Coyote Chief must +still be awake.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>65]</a></span> +The animals again waited, and then sent Fox. Fox went inside, and +then Coyote Chief’s legs began to kick, so he ran out and told the others +that Coyote Chief was still awake.</p> + +<p>Now, after waiting quite a long time, the animals sent Mouse. +Mouse went in and saw that Coyote Chief seemed to be sound asleep. +He went up and ran over his legs and there was no motion; then he ran +over his chest and still Coyote Chief was not disturbed. At last he ran +over his face, and Coyote Chief did not stir. So Mouse went and told +the others that Coyote Chief was surely asleep. Then they came in and +ate up all the meat except a few scraps which dropped while they were +eating. When they had finished eating they went away without having +wakened Coyote Chief.</p> + +<p>The next morning when Coyote Chief awoke, he was very hungry because +he had eaten little the day before, and had worked hard; but he +found his meat was all gone, and he said to himself, “Oh, why did I not +eat the meat yesterday instead of waiting!” Then, because he was so +hungry, he searched about on the ground and found some scraps of meat +and some small bits of fat. All these he gathered up on a robe. He +put fresh wood upon the fire, and then sat down by the fireplace with +the robe over his knees to eat the little he had. But just then a spark +shot out from the fire and lighted on his hand, which hurt him so that he +jumped up suddenly, spilling into the fire all the shreds of meat and fat +which he had so carefully gathered.</p> + +<p>So Coyote Chief got none of his meat, and was punished for the bad +way he had treated Fox.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt03chap03" id="pt03chap03"></a>THE SKUNK AND THE BEAR</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Mandan Story</i></p> + +<p>One day a skunk was going somewhere, travelling quietly along a +trail, thinking of his own affairs. He did not know it, but a bear was +coming along the same trail towards him. Neither the bear nor the +skunk knew that the other was on the trail until suddenly they met. +They both stopped. Then the skunk said to the bear, “You are on my +road. Turn out and let me pass!” The bear replied, “Not so. It is you +who are on my road. Get out of my way!” But the skunk said, “You, +yourself must turn aside.” The bear then said, “Unless you do as I tell +you I shall eat you at once. I tell you that you are on my road and must +stand aside. I wonder how skunk meat would taste if I should eat some.”</p> + +<p>The skunk said, “I wonder how bear flesh would taste if I should +eat some.” Then suddenly the skunk threw up his brush and sprinkled +the bear full in the face with his dreadful scent. The bear tumbled out +of the path, howling in misery, and clawing at his nose and eyes. He +could not see, and was almost suffocated.</p> + +<p>As for the skunk, he passed on his way as if nothing had happened.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt03chap04" id="pt03chap04"></a>THE SONG OF THE OLD WOLF</h3> + +<p>There is a story told among the people of the Dakota nation that +once on a time an old man went out, to be alone upon a high hill above +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>66]</a></span> +the Missouri River to give himself to meditation and prayer. He chose +this situation because of the grandeur and majesty of the view, of the +great sweep of the prairie plains and hills, one hill beyond another away +and away to the far horizon. Below flowed the wonderful and mysterious +river, whose waters came down from the mighty mountains at +the west and rolled on and on past the villages of many different nations, +finally reaching the great salt water.</p> + +<p>As the old man thus sat meditating and considering all the manifestations +of life and power and mystery of earth and sky, he espied out +upon the prairie a group of wolves trotting toward the river. When +they reached the river they plunged in and swam across to the other +side; all but one old one who was now too enfeebled by age to dare try +his strength against the swift and powerful current of the river.</p> + +<p>This old wolf sat down upon the bank of the river and watched his +companions as they swam across and trotted away out of sight on the +other side. When they had disappeared from sight he raised his muzzle +towards the sky and mournfully sang in a man’s voice the following +song:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">All o’er the earth I’ve roamed,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I’ve journeyed far and wide;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My spirit haste and go,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I’m nothing, nothing now,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I’m nothing, nothing now.<br /></span> +</div> + +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Missouri River, flow,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Thou sacred water flow;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">My spirit haste and go,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I’m nothing, nothing now,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">I’m nothing, nothing now.<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + +<p>After the old wolf had sung this song he wearily made his way to +the top of a hill and lay down in the warm sunshine, in the shelter of a +rock and there waited until his spirit went away.</p> + +<p>And so now, when old men of the Dakota nation feel the infirmities +of age creeping upon them, and as though they had been left behind in +life’s march, when they feel the depression of loneliness, will often go out +alone to the summit of some high hill overlooking the Missouri River, +and sitting there in solitude will muse upon their activities and noteworthy +deeds in the past, of their companions of former days now long +gone from them, and contrast all this with their present inactivity and +loneliness. Then they will sadly and quaveringly sing this “Song of the +Old Wolf.”</p> + + +<p class="smlpadt">Note.—The English translation and rendering into verse is the work +of Dr. A. McG. Beede, of Fort Yates, North Dakota. The original song +in the Dakota language is as follows:</p> + +<div class="cpoem"> +<div class="poem"> +<div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">Maka takomni<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Tehan omawani;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Minagi yayayo,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wana matakuni,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mni-shoshe yayo<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Mni wakan yayo;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Minagi yayayo,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wana matakuni,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Wana matakuni,<br /></span> +<span class="i2">O he-he-he!<br /></span> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>67]</a></span></p> + +<h2><a name="part04" id="part04"></a>Stories of the People of the Air</h2> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap01" id="pt04chap01"></a>FOLK SAYINGS ABOUT THE MEADOWLARK</h3> + +<p>The cheerful animation and lively manner of the meadowlark have +made it a favourite with all people who are acquainted with it, both +whites and Indians. And both whites and Indians attach words of their +several languages to the notes of the bird. Among sayings in the English +language attributed to the notes of the meadowlark are some expressions +of banter and raillery. Farmers say that early in springtime +the meadowlark perches jauntily upon the top of a fence-post and calls +mockingly to them “You sowed your wheat too soon! You sowed your +wheat too soon!” Another taunting expression fitted to the meadowlark’s +notes is addressed to girls and young women; it is “You think you’re +pretty, don’t you?”</p> + +<p>These locutions in English are in accord with the tone of many sayings +ascribed to the notes of the meadowlark by the Hidatsa tribe of +North Dakota, and with their name of the bird, <b>wia-akumakihishe</b>, which +means “scolding or shrewish woman,” for they say that the meadowlark +says such taunting, tormenting and aggravating things. One of these +taunting expressions is “<b>Kitho karishtiditore</b>,” which is a most exasperating +saying. <b>Kitho</b> means “that insignificant one,” and <b>karishtiditore</b> +means “good-for-nothing fellow.”</p> + +<p>The Omahas also put words of their language to the notes of the +meadowlark. One of these is <b>Snite thingthi tegaze</b>, which means “winter +will not come back.” A little mixed-blood girl in the Omaha tribe was +named Marguerite. Now the Omaha language does not contain the sound +of the letter “r,” so in trying to pronounce the foreign name of Marguerite +they make it <b>Magathiche</b>. One day a friend of this little girl’s +father was at their house, and he was playfully teasing her because he +was very fond of her. He said, of course speaking in the Omaha language, +“Listen! do you hear that bird telling about you? He says: +‘<b>Magathiche hthitugthe!</b>’” The word <b>hthitugthe</b> in the Omaha language +means “of a bad disposition,” so her old friend was teasing her by putting +words to the bird notes which meant “Marguerite is of a bad disposition,” +or “Marguerite is naughty!”</p> + +<p>One of the sayings which the Pawnees fit to the notes of the meadowlark +in their language is “<b>Kichikakikuridu!</b>” which means “I am not +afraid!”</p> + +<p>The meadowlark is a great favourite with the people of the Dakota +nation. An old man of that nation was asked if his people ever used +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>68]</a></span> +the meadowlark for food. He said they did not. When it was said that +white men sometimes eat them, he said he knew that. Then, when asked +why Dakotas would not eat the meadowlark, he said, “We think too +much of them. They are our friends.” They call the meadowlark “the +bird of promise,” and “the bird of many gifts,” for they say it promises +good things to its friends, the Dakotas. They apply words of the Dakota +language to the songs of the bird. They say it calls to the people with +promises and with words of encouragement and good cheer, and that it +gives counsel and advice on all manner of subjects. One of the things +which it used to sing out to the people was “<b>Koda, pte kizhozho</b>,” i. e., +“Friends, I whistle for the buffalo,” that is to say, it would whistle to +call the buffalo in order that its friends, the Dakotas, might supply their +needs of meat and clothing.</p> + +<p>A touch of Dakota humour is shown in one saying attributed to the +meadowlark’s notes in these later times since the government has established +schools on the reservations to teach the Dakota children in the +ways of the white men. They say that ofter now the meadowlark is +to be seen flitting about the school grounds and singing, “One, two, three, +epedo! One, two, three, epedo!” The Dakota word <b>epedo</b> means “You +shall say.”</p> + +<p>The white people speak of the United States government as “Uncle +Sam,” but the people of the Dakota nation call the government “<b>Tunkashila</b>,” +which means “Grandfather,” a title of the highest respect. In +the summer of 1918, while the United States was at war with Germany, +many of the Dakotas said they heard “the bird of promise” singing +“<b>Tunkashila ohiyelo!</b>” The Dakota word “ohiyelo” means “will be victorious” +or “will have the victory;” so the meadowlark, “the bird of +promise,” was singing to them “The United States will have the victory!”</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap02" id="pt04chap02"></a>HOW THE MEADOWLARK WON THE RACE</h3> + +<p>A young man named Piya had a beautiful and lovely young wife and +she was carried away by an evil monster who kept her hidden in his +dwelling. The young man’s grandmother was a very wise old woman. +She had great knowledge of the birds and beasts and of the trees and +other plants, and she had mysterious powers and could do many wonderful +things. Also she had taught her grandson many things, so that he +too had uncommon knowledge and powers.</p> + +<p>Now when the monster stole his wife away he came to his grandmother +to ask her to help him recover his wife. Before he came to her +his grandmother knew he was in trouble, so when he came he found her +waiting for him. She said “I will prepare you for this quest; but first +bring to me a wolf, a turtle and a meadowlark.” Then she brought him +food; and after he had eaten and rested he set out to find the wolf, the +turtle and the meadowlark. As he journeyed he found all of them, one +after another, and invited them to eat with him. Then he told of his +grandmother’s wish to have them to aid him in his quest. They each +consented to help him provided the old woman would give him the thing +most desired. The wolf said he wished to have a better fur coat so that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>69]</a></span> +the cold breath of old Waziya, the Old Man Winter, would not chill him. +The turtle said, “Insects bite me, but I will help you if I shall be given protection +from insects which suck my blood.” The meadowlark said “My +voice is harsh and I can sing but one note and the magpie laughs at me. +I will help you if I may be given a pleasing voice so that I can make the +magpie ashamed.” So the young man Piya, the wizard, together with +his three friends, the wolf, the turtle and the meadowlark came back to +the tipi of his grandmother.</p> + +<p>She was waiting and expecting him, and said, “Grandson I knew you +would come and bring with you those whom I want.” She invited them +into her tipi and prepared food and set it before them. The next morning +Piya told his grandmother that these friends he had brought had +promised to help him if they should each be given what he most desired. +Then she told them if they would help her grandson she would +give each one what he most wished. So they were all agreed. She told +the wolf she wished him to give her grandson the cunning by which +he could follow a hidden trail and find hidden things; she asked the +turtle to give him the sense by which he could locate water, so that he +should be able to avoid perishing of thirst in a desert land; and the +lark was to give him power to hide himself without covering in the +open prairie. In return for these gifts the wolf was to have for himself +and all his people warm fur clothing so that they could laugh at Waziya +when he would blow his cold breath upon them. The turtle was promised +that he should have the hard tough covering which he asked, so +that insects could not bite him. The meadowlark was given a pleasing +voice so that his songs would make the magpie ashamed.</p> + +<p>After the agreement was made the Old Woman told them that the +quest on which they had to go would take them into a country where +there would be no trees, nor much grass nor open trail, and but little +water in the hidden springs.</p> + +<p>So the wizard, Piya, and his companions, the wolf, the turtle and the +meadowlark set out upon the quest after the Old Woman had instructed +them. The wolf taught him how to find hidden trails; the meadowlark +taught him how to be hidden without covering, and the turtle taught him +how to find hidden watersprings.</p> + +<p>So the help of these friends, together with the powers he already +possessed, enabled Piya finally to discover where his wife was hidden by +the monster, and to rescue her.</p> + +<p>So they all came back to the tipi of the Old Woman. They all rejoiced; +the young woman because she had been rescued from the power of +the monster; the young man Piya because he had found his wife; and the +wolf, the turtle and the meadowlark because they were to have the gifts +which they had most desired. The Old Woman prepared a feast and they +feasted until far into the night.</p> + +<p>Next morning the Old Woman gave to the wolf, the turtle and the +meadowlark each the gift for which he had asked as a reward for helping +the young man, and they set out together on the trail to return to their +homes. As they journeyed they talked about the gifts which they had +received. As they talked they fell into argument, each claiming that his +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>70]</a></span> +gift was the best, and soon they were quarreling and were about to fight. +But just then a young man came along the trail and he asked them why +they were quarreling. They told him. He said that quarreling was +foolish and would decide nothing, but that the only way to determine +whose gift was the best was to find out which would help most in a trial +of skill. The wolf proposed a trial in hunting, but the meadowlark and +the turtle said they could not hunt. The turtle proposed a swimming +contest, but the wolf and the meadowlark said they could not swim. +Then the meadowlark in his turn proposed a contest in singing, for he +was very proud of his gift, but the wolf and the turtle protested that +they could not sing.</p> + +<p>The young man suggested that they run a race. To this they all +agreed. The young man told them they must run past a plum thicket, +across a marsh and up to the top of a certain hill. There they would +find white clay and colored clay. The winner of the race would be the +one that first brought back to him some of the white clay. They set out +upon the race. The wolf and turtle were running side by side; but the +meadowlark fell far behind.</p> + +<p>When he came near the plum thicket he saw a bundle laid up in the +forks of a plum bush. He paused and sniffed toward it and the scent of +it was strange to him, and he became curious about it, and wanted to +find out what was in the bundle. He asked the turtle to wait. The +turtle said he would wait for him at the marsh. The wolf walked all +round the bush and looked carefully at the bundle. Then he rose up +against the bush and sniffed at the bundle, but still he could not make +out what was in it. He could not quite reach the bundle, so he leaped to +try to pull it down. But as he did so the thorns pricked him. He jumped +again and missed the bundle, but was pricked again by the thorns. Now +he became angry and determined he would get the bundle. After jumping +many times and being always pricked by the thorns so that he had +many wounds on his sides and back he finally pulled down the bundle. +He was so angry that in his vexation he energetically shook it about so +that it was shaken open and its contents smeared his wounds. This made +his wounds itch so severely that he had to scratch himself, but this +made him itch the more. He was in such torment that he scratched +madly and tore his fur coat and was bleeding, so he forgot the race.</p> + +<p>The turtle ran on to the marsh and waited there as he had promised. +After he had waited a long time he concluded the wolf had deceived him +and had gone on to the hill. Then he saw a small white puffball. It +looked like a lump of white clay, so the thought came to him that he +could deceive the young man with it and get even with the wolf for the +trick he supposed the wolf had played upon him. So he took the puffball +back and showed it to the young man. Neither the meadowlark nor the +wolf had returned yet, so the young man told the turtle he was the first +to return bringing something to show that he had been to the top of +the hill.</p> + +<p>Now when the meadowlark ran by the plum thicket he saw the wolf +jumping about one of the bushes trying to reach something which was +there, so the meadowlark was encouraged to think he might still have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>71]</a></span> +some chance in the race. He ran on to the marsh, and there he saw the +turtle waiting, so he was still more encouraged. He then ran on all the +way to the top of the hill. He was so anxious and flustered when he +reached there that instead of the white clay which the young man had +specified as the token of having been to the goal, he made a mistake and +picked up a lump of the yellow clay and turned to carry it back to the +young man. As he was crossing back over the marsh again he stumbled +and dropped the lump of clay into the black mud. He picked it up and +hurried on, not stopping to clean off the black mud. When he came near +to the young man he saw the turtle sitting there and smiling and looking +very satisfied. The meadowlark then thought he had lost the race. +He was so disappointed and discouraged that he wept. His tears washed +the black mud off from the lump of clay and made a black stripe, while +the yellow clay itself was washed down over the whole front of his +clothes.</p> + +<p>At last the wolf came back scratching and howling in his misery. +Great patches of fur were torn from his clothes and his skin was raw and +sore. The turtle taunted the wolf for his crying. He swaggered about +and boasted that nothing could make him whimper and cry. The young +man said that the turtle was the first to return, but that he must make +good his boast that nothing could make him whimper if he should lose. +The turtle declared that he would prove all he said in any way the young +man should require. The young man then placed the puffball upon the +turtle’s back. The puffball very quickly increased in size and weight +so that it was all the turtle could bear. It continued to increase in size +until the turtle was borne down by it to the ground and his legs were +bent. Still the puffball continued to grow until the turtle’s body was +pressed flat by it, and his breath was pressed out of his body and he +lay as if he were dead. Then the puffball became as light as a feather +and turned black. The turtle recovered his breath a little, but he was +unable to straighten his legs or to regain the form of his body, so he +was ashamed and drew in his head under his thick skin.</p> + +<p>Then the young man laughed loud and long at the plight of the +wolf, the turtle and the meadowlark, and told them now who he really +was. He told them that he was Iktomi, the Trickster. He told them that +because they had foolishly quarreled about the good gifts which the Old +Woman had given to them, instead of making good use of them, they had +given him the opportunity to play this trick upon them, the marks of +which would be upon them, and upon their people forever. He said that +because the wolf had meddled with something which was none of his +affair he had brought upon himself the torments of the mange, and so +it would always be with his people whenever they should do as he had +done. He said that because the turtle had attempted to win by cheating, +his legs and the legs of all his people should always be short and +bent and their bodies should be flattened, so they could never run in a +race. And because he had lied in saying the puffball was white clay, +therefore he and his people should never again be able to speak, and they +should always hide their heads for shame. As for the meadowlark, the +young man said he had won the race, but because he had brought back +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>72]</a></span> +the yellow clay instead of the white, therefore his clothes and the clothes +of his people should always be yellow in front and there should be a +black stripe over the yellow.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap03" id="pt04chap03"></a>INDIAN FOLKLORE OF THE HORNED LARK</h3> + +<p>The name of this little bird in the Dakota language is <b>ishtaniche-tanka</b> +(big eye-tufts) from the tuft of feathers which it has over each +eye. It is for the same reason that we call it “horned” lark.</p> + +<p>The Dakotas say that this little bird foretells the weather. They +say that when a hot dry time is coming in the summer the bird sounds +a single sharp little note; but when rain is coming the bird is glad and +continuously sings loudly and joyously, “<b>magazhu, magazhu, magazhu!</b>” +In the Dakota language the word for rain is <b>magazhu</b>. Thus the bird is +singing its joy for the rain which is coming.</p> + +<p>The name of this bird is <b>hupa-hishe</b> in the Hidatsa language. In that +language the word for moccasin is <b>hupa</b>, and the word <b>hishe</b> means +wrinkled. This bird is called “wrinkled moccasin” because of its appearance +in its characteristic habit of crouching upon the ground, where, by +its grayish-brown color and its black markings it is made inconspicuous +and hardly distinguishable, suggesting the appearance of a ragged, useless +old moccasin.</p> + +<p>The Hidatsas have a story of this bird that it was once acting as a +spy in enemy country. So while it sat in its characteristic attitude of +inconspicuousness, two of the enemy were coming along, when one +thought he saw something. He stopped and said to his companion, +“Wait, what is that over there?” His companion glanced over and saw +what appeared to him like nothing but a ragged, rotten old fragment of +a worn out moccasin, and answered, “O, that is just an old wrinkled moccasin.” +So the bird escaped his enemies, and it is from that that the +people call him “hupa-hishe.”</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap04" id="pt04chap04"></a>HOW IT CAME ABOUT THAT GEESE MIGRATE</h3> + +<p>The Teton-Dakota have a story which says that “Long, long time +ago” (lila ehanna) the goose nation did not migrate to the south in the +autumn, but remained here throughout the winter time. Because of the +rigor of the winter most of the people of the goose nation perished so +that they were always a small and weak nation. At last one goose had +a dream of the south-land, that it was pleasant even in winter, that the +winter there was mild and that there was plenty of food there. So she +began teaching the other geese that they should practice flying more and +thus make their wings strong so they could fly to the south-land before +winter time. Some people of the goose nation believed the vision and +began to practice flying to make their wings strong for the autumn +journey. This caused discussion and dissension in the nation, and a law +was made which banished the goose which had the vision. So they drove +her out from among them. She practiced flying all summer and made +her wings strong so that in the autumn she was able to fly to the pleasant +south-land of which she had dreamed. The Mysterious Power which +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>73]</a></span> +had given her the vision guided her on the long journey and she lived +pleasantly through the winter time. After the first thunder in the +springtime she flew back north to her nation. As always before, many +of them had died during the cold winter-time from the fury of the +storms and the scarcity of food. But she told them how pleasantly she +had passed the time in the south-land, and they saw in what good health +she was, so many more of them now believed her vision and her teaching. +It was in this way that the geese learned to fly away to the south-land +in the autumn to escape the storms and cold of winter in this land.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap05" id="pt04chap05"></a>THE CAPTIVE BIRD: A TRUE STORY OF CHILDHOOD +IN THE OMAHA TRIBE OF NEBRASKA</h3> + +<p>Indians in general have a close sympathy with nature and with all +living creatures and aspects of nature. And the term living creatures +includes plants as well as animals, all are living children of Mother Earth +and have their rights to life according to Indian thought. They do not +think of humankind as being above and separate from all other creatures, +but as fellow creatures in a world of life.</p> + +<p>The following incident, which took place about fifty years ago on the +prairies of Nebraska among a group of children of the Omaha tribe, +will serve to show the attitude quite commonly held by Indians toward +other forms of life. It might be well, also to mention in this connection +that Indian children were taught by their parents to be not wasteful and +destructive of wild flowers, that they should not wantonly pluck them, for, +they were told, if they did so they would thus destroy the flower babies +and the flower nations would then be exterminated. Indians feel a fearful +dread of the consequences of interfering with the nice balance and +adjustment of nature.</p> + +<p>It was a bright, warm summer afternoon in northern Nebraska. The +wild grass, waving in the summer breeze, was like a shimmering emerald +sea, flecked with varied colour of the many different tribes of wild +flowers. Overhead was a brilliantly blue sky with here and there slow-sailing +white clouds whose soft shadows came and passed, silent and entrancing, +over the greenth of the prairie. And in all this scene the living +creatures were moving, intent upon affairs of their own; the crickets +and grasshoppers, and the small mammals among the grass, the butterfly +flitting from flower to flower, the antelope grazing in groups, and +now and then a hawk might be seen circling high overhead.</p> + +<p>Across the prairie came a caravan of people with their camp equipage. +A band of Omahas was on the summer buffalo hunt. The men +were widely deployed in front and over a wide extent on both sides far in +advance of the moving column. They were on the lookout for signs of the +herd. When a herd should be sighted, the scouts who had found them +would at once report to the officers. When the camp was made the officers +would confer and make plans for the surround and kill.</p> + +<p>The boys were employed in looking after the herd of extra horses; +some of the women were with the train of pack animals looking after the +baggage and camp equipment, others were scattered over the prairie along +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>74]</a></span> +the line of march, carrying digging sticks and bags to gather tipsin +roots for food.</p> + +<p>Groups of small children, too small to have any particular tasks assigned +to them were playing along the way, observing the ways of beast +and bird and of insects, and admiring the brilliant wild flowers. One +such group found a fledgling meadowlark, not yet able to fly. They +captured it and brought it along with them when the band went into +camp for the night. As the families sat about their tents waiting the +preparation of the evening meal, the children showed their father the +captive bird and told him how they caught it. He listened to their +account and then told them something of the life and habits of the bird, +its nesting and home life, of its love of life and freedom, and of its +place in the world under the wise plans of the Master of Life. He +brought the children to see the unhappiness and the terror which they +had unwittingly brought upon the captive and the anxiety the mother bird +would feel over its loss.</p> + +<p>Then he said to them, “Now children, take the little bird back to the +place where you found it and set it down in the grass, and say ‘O Master +of Life, here is thy little bird which we have set free again. We are sorry +that we took it away from its home and its people. We did not think +of the sorrow we should cause. We wish to restore it and have it +happy again with its people. May we be forgiven for our thoughtlessness +and we will not do such wrong again.’”</p> + +<p>The children carried out their father’s instructions and placed the +little bird again as near as they could to the place where they had captured +it and recited the prayer to the Master of Life which their father +had admonished them to say. As they returned to the camp the quiet of +the summer evening lay over all the land, the after-glow of the sunset +was in the western sky, the white tents stood in a great circle upon the +prairie, now dusky-green in the twilight which lay upon the land, a +twinkling camp-fire before each tent. The children were thoughtful. +They had had a glimpse of the unity of the universe. They never forgot +the lesson. Years passed, great changes came. The white people were +coming into the land. Old activities and industries of the Indians were +destroyed by the changes. The children of that little group went away +from their people to attend the white men’s schools, to learn the white +men’s ways and adapt themselves to those ways. But this did not cause +them to forget altogether the wisdom and grace of their parental teaching. +Long afterward they told this little story to the writer, who now +gives it to you, reader, and wishes that you, also may know that there be +those in all lands and among all peoples who “do justice, love kindness, +and walk humbly with God.”</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap06" id="pt04chap06"></a>THE CHICKADEE</h3> + +<p>The chickadee is a very popular bird among all the Indian tribes +where it is known. They all have many stories and sayings about it. +They say of it that, though small, it is a very wise bird. It is like the +wise men, the doctors and teachers among the people, who are learned in +mysteries and the wonderful things of nature, who keep a calendar of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>75]</a></span> +the cycle of the days, months and seasons through the year by cutting +marks upon a piece of wood which they have prepared for that purpose.</p> + +<p>This wise little bird is said also to keep account of the months. It is +said that “in the beginning” the task of keeping account of the months +was assigned to the chickadee. But instead of making notches in a +piece of wood as the wise men do this wise bird’s method is to make +notches in its tongue; thus in September its tongue is single-pointed, +in October it has two points, in November three, and so on until February, +when it is said that its tongue has six points. Then in March its +tongue is again single-pointed and the count is begun again. So, it is +said, the chickadee has been keeping the count of the months since the +long ago, in the dim past, when the task was assigned to it in the +time of beginnings, in the time when evil powers and monsters struggled +mightily to overcome the good, and to destroy mankind by sending fierce +storms and heavy snowfalls and shuddering cold winds upon the face of +the earth. It was thus the evil powers sought to discourage and to overcome +mankind.</p> + +<p>And so it is said that at one time the evil powers supposed that by +stress of a long siege of cold and storms they had reduced mankind to +famine. At this time they chose to send the chickadee as a messenger +to find out the conditions and to bring back word to them.</p> + +<p>Now when the chickadee came on his mission and appeared at the +dwellings of men he was invited to enter. He was courteously given +a place by the fireside to rest and warm himself. Then food was +brought to him. After he had eaten and refreshed himself he was +anointed with fat, which was a symbol of plenty; then he was painted +with red paint, which was for a symbol of the power and mystery of life. +After these ceremonies and marks of respect his hosts quietly composed +themselves to give attention to whatever their visitor should have +to say as to the purpose of his visit. When he had stated his mission +his hosts held counsel and formulated a reply for the messenger to take +back to those who had sent him. He was bidden to say to them that +mankind was still living and hopeful, and they ever would be; that they +could not be daunted by discouragement, nor defeated by storms and +stress, nor vanquished by hunger, nor overcome by any hardships; and +that there never would be a time when there should not be men upon the +earth. So this is the message which the chickadee brought to the evil +powers which had sought to overcome mankind.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap07" id="pt04chap07"></a>THE SONG OF THE WREN</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Pawnee Story</i></p> + +<p>The incident of this story occurred in the long ago in the country of +the Pawnee nation, in the broad expanse of the Platte River country in +what is now the State of Nebraska. The event was in the distant past +before the Pawnees had ever seen a white man, or any of his works or +strange devices. The people of the Pawnee nation lived in villages of +houses built in the manner that the houses of Pawnees had been built for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>76]</a></span> +generations. Near their villages lay their fields of corn and other crops +which they cultivated to supply themselves with food.</p> + +<p>It was a beautiful morning in early summer. The sky was clear and +bright, the dawn-light was showing in the eastern sky. All the landscape +lay as though still sleeping. There was no movement anywhere. +A thoughtful priest had risen and had walked out upon the prairie away +from the village so that he might view and meditate upon the beauty and +mystery of the firmament of the heavens and of the plane of earth, +and of the living creatures thereon, both animal creatures and plant +creatures, for in his mind both were equally wonderful and equally interesting, +as showing the power and the wisdom of the Great Mystery. +So he walked and pondered upon all the beauty and mystery which lay +about him, while the face of Mother Earth was still moist with the dew +of sleep. In a moment the first rays of the sun shone across the land +touching into sparkling brilliance the myriads of dewdrops, while a gentle +movement ran through all the grasses and the wild flowers as they +swayed to the rippling of the gentle morning breeze which pulsed over the +prairie at the first touch of the morning gleam.</p> + +<p>Where a moment before all had been so still and so silent now there +was movement and sound. Birds of many kinds raised their tuneful +voices, showing their joy in life and in the beauty of the morning. The +priest, whose mind and heart were open to all this beauty and melody, +stood still and listened. In a moment, among all the other bird-songs, he +heard one which was clearer and more remarkable than any of the +others. This song was a most joyous cheerful sound, like happy laughter. +As he approached he found that the joyous, laughing song came from a +very tiny brown bird, no larger than his thumb. It was a wren, so small, +so insignificant in comparison to the size and brilliant plumage of many +of the other birds, yet it appeared to be the most whole hearted in joy +and praise and delight in life, as the sweet stream of music welled from +its little throat.</p> + +<p>The priest looked at the tiny bird, and wisely considered. He said +to himself: “The Great Mystery has shown me here a wise teaching for +my people. This bird is small and weak, but it has its proper place in +the world of life and it rejoices in it and gives thanks with gladness. +Everyone can be happy, for happiness is not from without, but from within, +in properly fitting and fulfilling each his own place. The humblest +can have a song of thanks in his own heart.”</p> + +<p>So he made a song and a story to be sung in a great religious ritual +of his people, which was to them like our Bible and prayer-book are to us. +And the song and story which that thoughtful priest put into the ritual, +was the story of the wren. And ever since that time so long ago, the +song has been sung by the Pawnees and has been handed down from +generation to generation until this time.</p> + + +<h3><a name="pt04chap08" id="pt04chap08"></a>THE WAR EAGLE AND THE JACK-RABBIT</h3> + +<p class="center"><i>A Mandan Story</i></p> + +<p>One time a party of men went into a lonely place among the hills far +away from the village, to enter their eagle pits for the purpose of catching +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>77]</a></span> +eagles to obtain their plumes. One of the men had made his pit far +out at some distance from any of the others. Another day, as he was +coming away from his eagle pit, returning to the village, he stopped and +sat down upon the top of a high hill from which he could enjoy a grand +view of the landscape. Thus he sat looking about over the quiet hills and +valleys, beyond the bright gleam which showed the course of the river +winding in and out among the green trees along its borders, far away +to the dim sky line. Far away on one side he saw a number of elks +feeding; on the other side he saw a band of graceful antelopes. A doe +and her fawn were browsing upon some bushes down near the river.</p> + +<p>Aloft he saw the white clouds sailing in the bright blue sky; below +he saw their shadows moving over the earth, now up a hillside and over +its crest and then swiftly across a little valley and up the next hillside. +While he sat enjoying the beauty of the scene he observed a war eagle +chasing a jack-rabbit. The jack-rabbit continually dodged and circled, +trying to escape as the eagle swooped toward him. The eagle had several +times swooped and just missed striking the rabbit.</p> + +<p>Gradually the chase came near to the place where the man was +seated. The eagle was closely pursuing the rabbit and made a tremendous +swoop towards him. But the rabbit escaped by leaping into the +man’s robe as he sat with it loosely draped about his shoulders and +knees.</p> + +<p>Then the eagle said “Put that rabbit away from you! He is my prey. +I intend to eat him.”</p> + +<p>But now the rabbit appealed to the man and said, “I have thrown +myself upon your kindness. Do not turn me away. I beg of you. If you +save me you shall hereafter have success in your undertakings and you +shall become a great man.”</p> + +<p>Then the eagle spoke again, saying, “His words are not true. Turn +him away. He can do nothing for you. I, myself will make you great +if you will do as I request. It is I who speak the truth. My feet are not +held to the earth and I can also fly in the air far above the earth. I am +successful in all the things I attempt.”</p> + +<p>Once more the jack-rabbit made his plea. “Believe him not, and do +not turn me away! Even though I must remain upon the ground, and +cannot fly like the eagle, still I have knowledge proper to my conditions +of life, and I know how to do many things suitably and successfully.”</p> + +<p>The man made his decision in favor of the jack-rabbit and saved him +from the eagle. And the jack-rabbit kept his promise to the man, for +he gave him of his own powers and made him successful in his undertakings +and helped him with good and wise counsel in times of trouble +and doubt and perplexity. So the man gained great renown and honor +and influence among his people.</p> + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78"><!-- blank page --></a></span></p> + + + +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>79]</a></span></p> + +<h2>INDEX</h2> + + +<div class="centered"> +<table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" summary="Index"> + <tr> + <td class="tdl"> </td> + <td class="tdr">Page</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Dedication</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#dedication">5</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Introduction</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#introduction">7</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdc" colspan="2"><a href="#part01">LAND AND PEOPLE</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Nature and Health</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap01">9</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Spirit of Life</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap02">10</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Attitude Towards Native Life</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap03">10</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Indians’ Appreciation and Love of Their Homeland</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap04">12</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Song to the Trees and Streams</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap04a">12</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Thrilling Escape of a Besieged War Party</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap05">12</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">A Mandan Monument</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap06">14</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Legend of Standing Rock</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap07">15</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Holy Hill Pahuk</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap08">17</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Lodge of the Black-tail Deer which Talked with Its Captor</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap09">23</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Wonderful Basket</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap10">24</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Cause of the Breaking up of Ice in the Missouri River</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap11">26</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Waterspring of the Holy Man</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap12">27</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Sacred Symbol of the Circle</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap13">31</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Sacred Number Four</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap14">31</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Pristine Prairie</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap15">32</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Aboriginal American Agriculture</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap16">35</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Description of an Earth-lodge</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap17">37</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Hymn to the Sun</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap17a">38</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Description of a Tipi</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap18">39</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">An Omaha Ghost Story</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap19">40</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">An Omaha Hero Song</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt01chap20">41</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdc" colspan="2"><a href="#part02">STORIES OF THE PLANT PEOPLE</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Sacred Trees</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap01">43</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Song of the Pasque Flower</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap02">46</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Prairie Rose</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap03">48</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Song of the Wild Rose</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap04">49</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Use of the Ground Bean</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap05">50</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Tipsin: An Important Native Food Plant</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap06">52</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">How the People Obtained the Precious Gift of Corn</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap07">53</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">A Group of Pawnee Hymns to Corn</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap08">56</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Forgotten Ear of Corn</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap09">58</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">How the Usefulness of Wild Rice Was Discovered</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap10">58</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">A Story of the Sunflower</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap11">59</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Dakota Folklore of the Spiderwort</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt02chap12">60</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdc" colspan="2"><a href="#part03">STORIES OF THE FOUR-FOOTED PEOPLE</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Faithful Dog</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt03chap01">61</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">How Coyote Chief Was Punished</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt03chap02">63</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Skunk and the Bear</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt03chap03">65</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Song of the Old Wolf</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt03chap04">65</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdc" colspan="2"><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[<span class="hidden">Pg </span>80]</a></span><a href="#part04">STORIES OF THE PEOPLE OF THE AIR</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Folk Sayings About the Meadowlark</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap01">67</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">How the Meadowlark Won the Race</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap02">68</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Folklore of the Horned Lark</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap03">72</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">How It Came About that Geese Migrate</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap04">72</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Captive Bird</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap05">73</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Chickadee</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap06">74</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The Song of the Wren</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap07">75</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">The War Eagle and the Jack-rabbit</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#pt04chap08">76</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdc" colspan="2">MAPS</td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Map to Show Distribution of Tribes</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#map01">4</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Map to Show Aboriginal Agriculture</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#map02">34</a></td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td class="tdl">Map of Geographical Distribution of Pasque Flower</td> + <td class="tdr"><a href="#map03">46</a></td> + </tr> +</table> +</div> + + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 70px;"> +<img src="images/ps11.png" width="70" height="30" +alt="Bismarck Tribune Print logo" /> +</div> + +<p class="center smlfont"><i>Bismarck Tribune Print</i></p> + + + +<div class="bbox"> +<p><b>Transcriber's Note</b></p> + +<p>Omitted periods and mismatched quotation marks have been repaired. All +other punctuation usage is as in the original. Hyphenation has been +made consistent. Inconsistent capitalisation, e.g. Hintunka and +hintunka, is preserved as printed. Archaic and variable spelling is +preserved as printed.</p> + +<p>The Dedication on page <a href="#Page_6">6</a> includes the phrase, "... and who held it a +form of sacrilege to violate or in any way endanger the overthrow of +that delicate balance of nature; ..." The word 'endanger' does not +seem appropriate in the context, and may be an error for 'engender.' +However, as it is impossible to be sure, it is preserved as printed.</p> + +<p>The following typographic errors have been repaired:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p>Page <a href="#Page_11">11</a>—considerble amended to considerable—"The careful study of +plants and animals was a considerable part ..."</p> + +<p>Page <a href="#Page_40">40</a>—semed amended to seemed—"Then, after a time, she seemed to see +not only the moccasins ..."</p> + +<p>Page <a href="#Page_40">40</a>—leggins amended to leggings—"... but the leggings above them +as far as the knees, ..."</p> + +<p>Page <a href="#Page_41">41</a>—one amended to on—"... he was unable to sit quietly in the +village while the fighting was going on."</p> + +<p>Page <a href="#Page_45">45</a>—an amended to in—"... with great profusion of bloom, in +earnest of returning life."</p> + +<p>Page <a href="#Page_75">75</a>—mesenger amended to messenger—"... and formulated a reply for +the messenger to take back ..."</p> + +<p>Page <a href="#Page_79">79</a>—Thrillnig amended to Thrilling—"Thrilling Escape of a Besieged +War Party ..."</p> +</div> +</div> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Prairie Smoke (Second Edition, Revised), by +Melvin Randolph Gilmore + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PRAIRIE SMOKE *** + +***** This file should be named 36012-h.htm or 36012-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/3/6/0/1/36012/ + +Produced by K Nordquist, Sam W. and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive/American Libraries.) + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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