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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Along The Rocky Range, by Charles M. Skinner
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
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+
+Title: Along The Rocky Range
+ Myths And Legends Of Our Own Land, Volume 7.
+
+Author: Charles M. Skinner
+
+Release Date: December 14, 2004 [EBook #6612]
+
+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ALONG THE ROCKY RANGE ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by David Widger
+
+
+
+
+
+ MYTHS AND LEGENDS
+ OF
+ OUR OWN LAND
+
+ By
+ Charles M. Skinner
+
+ Vol. 7.
+
+
+ ALONG THE ROCKY RANGE
+
+
+
+
+CONTENTS:
+
+Over the Divide
+The Phantom Train of Marshall Pass
+The River of Lost Souls
+Riders of the Desert
+The Division of Two Tribes
+Besieged by Starvation
+A Yellowstone Tragedy
+The Broad House
+The Death Waltz
+The Flood at Santa Fe
+Goddess of Salt
+The Coming of the Navajos
+The Ark on Superstition Mountains
+The Pale Faced Lightning
+The Weird Sentinel at Squaw Peak
+Sacrifice of the Toltecs
+Ta-Vwots Conquers the Sun
+The Comanche Rider
+Horned Toad and Giants
+The Spider Tower
+The Lost Trail
+A Battle in the Air
+
+
+
+
+
+ALONG THE ROCKY RANGE
+
+
+
+OVER THE DIVIDE
+
+The hope of finding El Dorado, that animated the adventurous Spaniards
+who made the earlier recorded voyages to America, lived in the souls of
+Western mountaineers as late as the first half of this century. Ample
+discoveries of gold in California and Colorado gave color to the belief
+in this land of riches, and hunger, illness, privation, the persecutions
+of savages, and death itself were braved in the effort to reach and
+unlock the treasure caves of earth. Until mining became a systematic
+business, prospectors were dissatisfied with the smaller deposits of
+precious metal and dreamed of golden hills farther away. The unknown
+regions beyond the Rocky Mountains were filled by imagination with
+magnificent possibilities, and it was the hope of the miner to penetrate
+the wilderness, "strike it rich," and "make his pile."
+
+Thus, the region indicated as "over the divide" meaning the continental
+water-shed-or "over the range" came to signify not a delectable land
+alone, but a sum of delectable conditions, and, ultimately, the goal of
+posthumous delights. Hence the phrase in use to-day: "Poor Bill! He's
+gone over the divide."
+
+The Indian's name of heaven--"the happy hunting ground"--is of similar
+significance, and among many of the tribes it had a definite place in the
+far Southwest, to which their souls were carried on cobweb floats. Just
+before reaching it they came to a dark river that had to be crossed on a
+log. If they had been good in the world of the living they suffered no
+harm from the rocks and surges, but if their lives had been evil they
+never reached the farther shore, for they were swept into a place of
+whirlpools, where, for ever and ever, they were tossed on the torrent
+amid thousands of clinging, stinging snakes and shoals of putrid fish.
+From the far North and East the Milky Way was the star-path across the
+divide.
+
+
+
+
+THE PHANTOM TRAIN OF MARSHALL PASS
+
+Soon after the rails were laid across Marshall Pass, Colorado, where they
+go over a height of twelve thousand feet above the sea, an old engineer
+named Nelson Edwards was assigned to a train. He had travelled the road
+with passengers behind him for a couple of months and met with no
+accident, but one night as he set off for the divide he fancied that the
+silence was deeper, the canon darker, and the air frostier than usual. A
+defective rail and an unsafe bridge had been reported that morning, and
+he began the long ascent with some misgivings. As he left the first line
+of snow-sheds he heard a whistle echoing somewhere among the ice and
+rocks, and at the same time the gong in his cab sounded and he applied
+the brakes.
+
+The conductor ran up and asked, "What did you stop for?"
+
+"Why did you signal to stop?"
+
+"I gave no signal. Pull her open and light out, for we've got to pass No.
+19 at the switches, and there's a wild train climbing behind us."
+
+Edwards drew the lever, sanded the track, and the heavy train got under
+way again; but the whistles behind grew nearer, sounding danger-signals,
+and in turning a curve he looked out and saw a train speeding after him
+at a rate that must bring it against the rear of his own train if
+something were not done. He broke into a sweat as he pulled the throttle
+wide open and lunged into a snow-bank. The cars lurched, but the snow was
+flung off and the train went roaring through another shed. Here was where
+the defective rail had been reported. No matter. A greater danger was
+pressing behind. The fireman piled on coal until his clothes were wet
+with perspiration, and fire belched from the smoke-stack. The passengers,
+too, having been warned of their peril, had dressed themselves and were
+anxiously watching at the windows, for talk went among them that a mad
+engineer was driving the train behind.
+
+As Edwards crossed the summit he shut off steam and surrendered his train
+to the force of gravity. Looking back, he could see by the faint light
+from new snow that the driving-wheels on the rear engine were bigger than
+his own, and that a tall figure stood atop of the cars and gestured
+franticly. At a sharp turn in the track he found the other train but two
+hundred yards behind, and as he swept around the curve the engineer who
+was chasing him leaned from his window and laughed. His face was like
+dough. Snow was falling and had begun to drift in the hollows, but the
+trains flew on; bridges shook as they thundered across them; wind
+screamed in the ears of the passengers; the suspected bridge was reached;
+Edwards's heart was in his throat, but he seemed to clear the chasm by a
+bound. Now the switch was in sight, but No. 19 was not there, and as the
+brakes were freed the train shot by like a flash. Suddenly a red light
+appeared ahead, swinging to and fro on the track. As well be run into
+behind as to crash into an obstacle ahead. He heard the whistle of the
+pursuing locomotive yelp behind him, yet he reversed the lever and put on
+brakes, and for a few seconds lived in a hell of dread.
+
+Hearing no sound, now, he glanced back and saw the wild train almost leap
+upon his own--yet just before it touched it the track seemed to spread,
+the engine toppled from the bank, the whole train rolled into the canon
+and vanished. Edwards shuddered and listened. No cry of hurt men or hiss
+of steam came up--nothing but the groan of the wind as it rolled through
+the black depth. The lantern ahead, too, had disappeared. Now another
+danger impended, and there was no time to linger, for No. 19 might be on
+its way ahead if he did not reach the second switch before it moved out.
+The mad run was resumed and the second switch was reached in time. As
+Edwards was finishing the run to Green River, which he reached in the
+morning ahead of schedule, he found written in the frost of his
+cab-window these words: "A frate train was recked as yu saw. Now that yu
+saw it yu will never make another run. The enjine was not ounder control
+and four sexshun men wor killed. If yu ever run on this road again yu
+will be recked." Edwards quit the road that morning, and returning to
+Denver found employment on the Union Pacific. No wreck was discovered
+next day in the canon where he had seen it, nor has the phantom train
+been in chase of any engineer who has crossed the divide since that
+night.
+
+
+
+
+THE RIVER OF LOST SOULS
+
+In the days when Spain ruled the Western country an infantry regiment was
+ordered out from Santa Fe to open communication with Florida and to carry
+a chest of gold for the payment of the soldiers in St. Augustine. The men
+wintered on the site of Trinidad, comforted by the society of their wives
+and families, and in the spring the women and camp-followers were
+directed to remain, while the troops set forward along the canon of the
+Purgatoire--neither to reach their destination nor to return. Did they
+attempt to descend the stream in boats and go to wreck among the rapids?
+Were they swept into eternity by a freshet? Did they lose their
+provisions and starve in the desert? Did the Indians revenge themselves
+for brutality and selfishness by slaying them at night or from an ambush?
+Were they killed by banditti? Did they sink in the quicksands that led
+the river into subterranean canals? None will ever know, perhaps; but
+many years afterward a savage told a priest in Santa Fe that the regiment
+had been surrounded by Indians, as Custer's command was in Montana, and
+slain, to a man. Seeing that escape was hopeless, the colonel--so said
+the narrator--had buried the gold that he was transporting. Thousands of
+doubloons are believed to be hidden in the canon, and thousands of
+dollars have been spent in searching for them.
+
+After weeks had lapsed into months and months into years, and no word
+came of the missing regiment, the priests named the river El Rio de las
+Animas Perdidas--the River of Lost Souls. The echoing of the flood as it
+tumbled through the canon was said to be the lamentation of the troopers.
+French trappers softened the suggestion of the Spanish title when they
+renamed it Purgatoire, and--"bullwhackers" teaming across the plains
+twisted the French title into the unmeaning "Picketwire." But
+Americo-Spaniards keep alive the tradition, and the prayers of many have
+ascended and do ascend for the succor of those who vanished so strangely
+in the valley of Las Animas.
+
+
+
+
+RIDERS OF THE DESERT
+
+Among the sandstone columns of the Colorado foot-hills stood the lodge of
+Ta-in-ga-ro (First Falling Thunder). Though swift in the chase and brave
+in battle, he seldom went abroad with neighboring tribes, for he was
+happy in the society of his wife, Zecana (The Bird). To sell beaver and
+wild sheep-skins he often went with her to a post on the New Mexico
+frontier, and it was while at this fort that a Spanish trader saw the
+pretty Zecana, and, determining to win her, sent the Indian on a mission
+into the heart of the mountains, with a promise that she should rest
+securely at the settlement until his return.
+
+On his way Ta-in-ga-ro stopped at the spring in Manitou, and after
+drinking he cast beads and wampum into the well in oblation to its deity.
+The offering was flung out by the bubbling water, and as he stared,
+distressed at this unwelcome omen, a picture formed on the surface--the
+anguished features of Zecana. He ran to his horse, galloped away, and
+paused neither for rest nor food till he had reached the post. The
+Spaniard was gone. Turning, then, to the foot-hills, he urged his jaded
+horse toward his cabin, and arrived, one bright morning, flushed with joy
+to see his wife before his door and to hear her singing. When he spoke
+she looked up carelessly and resumed her song. She did not know him.
+Reason was gone.
+
+It was his cry of rage and grief, when, from her babbling, Ta-in-ga-ro
+learned of the Spaniard's treachery, that brought the wandering mind back
+for an instant. Looking at her husband with a strange surprise and pain,
+she plucked the knife from his belt. Before he could realize her purpose
+she had thrust it into her heart and had fallen dead at his feet. For
+hours he stood there in stupefaction, but the stolid Indian nature soon
+resumed its sway. Setting his lodge in order and feeding his horse, he
+wrapped Zecana's body in a buffalo-skin, then slept through the night in
+sheer exhaustion. Two nights afterward the Indian stood in the shadow of
+a room in the trading fort and watched the Spaniard as he lay asleep.
+Nobody knew how he passed the guard.
+
+In the small hours the traitor was roused by the strain of a belt across
+his mouth, and leaping up to fling it off, he felt the tug of a lariat at
+his throat. His struggles were useless. In a few moments he was bound
+hand and foot. Lifting some strips of bark from the low roof, Ta-in-ga-ro
+pushed the Spaniard through the aperture and lowered him to the ground,
+outside the enclosure of which the house formed part. Then, at the embers
+of a fire he kindled an arrow wrapped in the down of cottonwood and shot
+it into a haystack in the court. In the smoke and confusion thus made,
+his own escape was unseen, save by a guardsman drowsily pacing his beat
+outside the square of buildings. The sentinel would have given the alarm,
+had not the Indian pounced on him like a panther and laid him dead with a
+knife-stroke.
+
+Catching up the Spaniard, the Indian tied him to the back of a horse and
+set off beside him. Thus they journeyed until they came to his lodge,
+where he released the trader from his horse and fed him, but kept his
+hands and legs hard bound, and paid no attention to his questions and his
+appeals for liberty. Tying a strong and half-trained horse at his door,
+Ta-in-ga-ro placed a wooden saddle on him, cut off the Spaniard's
+clothes, and put him astride of the beast. After he had fastened him into
+his seat with deer-skin thongs, he took Zecana's corpse from its wrapping
+and tied it to his prisoner, face to face.
+
+Then, loosing the horse, which was plunging and snorting to be rid of his
+burden, he saw him rush off on the limitless desert, and followed on his
+own strong steed. At first the Spaniard fainted; on recovering he
+struggled to get free, but his struggles only brought him closer to the
+ghastly thing before him. Noon-day heat covered him with sweat and blood
+dripped from the wales that the cords cut in his flesh. At night he froze
+uncovered in the chill air, and, if for an instant his eyes closed in
+sleep, a curse, yelled into his ear, awoke him. Ta-inga-ro gave him drink
+from time to time, but never food, and so they rode for days. At last
+hunger overbore his loathing, and sinking his teeth into the dead flesh
+before him he feasted like a ghoul.
+
+Still they rode, Ta-in-ga-ro never far from his victim, on whose
+sufferings he gloated, until a gibbering cry told him that the Spaniard
+had gone mad. Then, and not till then, he drew rein and watched the horse
+with its dead and maniac riders until they disappeared in the yellow
+void. He turned away, but nevermore sought his home. To and fro, through
+the brush, the sand, the alkali of the plains, go the ghost riders,
+forever.
+
+
+
+
+THE DIVISION OF TWO TRIBES
+
+When white men first penetrated the Western wilderness of America they
+found the tribes of Shoshone and Comanche at odds, and it is a legend of
+the springs of Manitou that their differences began there. This "Saratoga
+of the West," nestling in a hollow of the foot-hills in the shadow of the
+noble peak of Pike, was in old days common meeting-ground for several
+families of red men. Councils were held in safety there, for no Indian
+dared provoke the wrath of the manitou whose breath sparkled in the
+"medicine waters." None? Yes, one. For, centuries ago a Shoshone and a
+Comanche stopped here on their return from a hunt to drink. The Shoshone
+had been successful; the Comanche was empty handed and ill tempered,
+jealous of the other's skill and fortune. Flinging down the fat deer that
+he was bearing homeward on his shoulders, the Shoshone bent over the
+spring of sweet water, and, after pouring a handful of it on the ground,
+as a libation to the spirit of the place, he put his lips to the surface.
+It needed but faint pretext for his companion to begin a quarrel, and he
+did so in this fashion: "Why does a stranger drink at the spring-head
+when one of the owners of the fountain contents himself with its
+overflow? How does a Shoshone dare to drink above me?"
+
+The other replied, "The Great Spirit places the water at the spring that
+his children may drink it undefiled. I am Ausaqua, chief of Shoshones,
+and I drink at the head-water. Shoshone and Comanche are brothers. Let
+them drink together."
+
+"No. The Shoshone pays tribute to the Comanche, and Wacomish leads that
+nation to war. He is chief of the Shoshone as he is of his own people."
+
+"Wacomish lies. His tongue is forked, like the snake's. His heart is
+black. When the Great Spirit made his children he said not to one, 'Drink
+here,' and to another, 'Drink there,' but gave water that all might
+drink."
+
+The other made no answer, but as Ausaqua stooped toward the bubbling
+surface Wacomish crept behind him, flung himself against the hunter,
+forced his head beneath the water, and held him there until he was
+drowned. As he pulled the dead body from the spring the water became
+agitated, and from the bubbles arose a vapor that gradually assumed the
+form of a venerable Indian, with long white locks, in whom the murderer
+recognized Waukauga, father of the Shoshone and Comanche nation, and a
+man whose heroism and goodness made his name revered in both these
+tribes. The face of the patriarch was dark with wrath, and he cried, in
+terrible tones, "Accursed of my race! This day thou hast severed the
+mightiest nation in the world. The blood of the brave Shoshone appeals
+for vengeance. May the water of thy tribe be rank and bitter in their
+throats."
+
+Then, whirling up an elk-horn club, he brought it full on the head of the
+wretched man, who cringed before him. The murderer's head was burst open
+and he tumbled lifeless into the spring, that to this day is nauseous,
+while, to perpetuate the memory of Ausaqua, the manitou smote a
+neighboring rock, and from it gushed a fountain of delicious water. The
+bodies were found, and the partisans of both the hunters began on that
+day a long and destructive warfare, in which other tribes became involved
+until mountaineers were arrayed against plainsmen through all that
+region.
+
+
+
+
+BESIEGED BY STARVATION
+
+A hundred years before the white men set up their trading-posts on the
+Arkansas and Platte, a band of mountain hunters made a descent on what
+they took to be a small company of plainsmen, but who proved to be the
+enemy in force, and who, in turn, drove the Utes--for the aggressors were
+of that tribe--into the hills. Most of them took refuge on a castellated
+rock on the south side of Bowlder Canon, where they held their own for
+several days, rolling down huge rocks whenever an attempt was made to
+storm the height; wherefore, seeing that the mountain was too secure a
+stronghold to be taken in that way, the besiegers camped about it, and,
+by cutting off the access of the beleaguered party to game and to water,
+starved every one of them to death.
+
+This, too, is the story of Starved Rock, on Illinois River, near Ottawa,
+Illinois. It is a sandstone bluff, one hundred and fifty feet high, with
+a slope on one side only. Its summit is an acre in extent, and at the
+order of La Salle his Indian lieutenant, Tonti, fortified the place and
+mounted a small cannon on it. He died there afterward. After the killing
+of Pontiac at Cahokia, some of his people--the Ottawas--charged the crime
+against their enemies, the Illinois. The latter, being few in number,
+entrenched themselves on Starved Rock, where they kept their enemies at
+bay, but were unable to break their line to reach supplies. For a time
+they secured water by letting down bark vessels into the river at the end
+of thongs, but the Ottawas came under the bluff in canoes and cut the
+cords. Unwilling to surrender, the Illinois remained there until all had
+died of starvation. Bones and relics are found occasionally at the top.
+
+There is yet another place of which a similar narrative is
+extant--namely, Crow Butte, Nebraska, which is two hundred feet high and
+vertical on all sides save one, but on that a horseman may ascend in
+safety. A company of Crows, flying from the Sioux, gained this citadel
+and defended the path so vigorously that their pursuers gave over all
+attempts to follow them, but squatted calmly on the plain and proceeded
+to starve them out. On a dark night the besieged killed some of their
+ponies and made lariats of their hides, by which they reached the ground
+on the unguarded side of the rock. They slid down, one at a time, and
+made off all but one aged Indian, who stayed to keep the camp-fire
+burning as a blind. He went down and surrendered on the next day, but the
+Sioux, respecting his age and loyalty, gave him freedom.
+
+
+
+
+A YELLOWSTONE TRAGEDY
+
+Although the Indians feared the geyser basins of the upper Yellowstone
+country, believing the hissing and thundering to be voices of evil
+spirits, they regarded the mountains at the head of the river as the
+crest of the world, and whoso gained their summits could see the happy
+hunting-grounds below, brightened with the homes of the blessed. They
+loved this land in which their fathers had hunted, and when they were
+driven back from the settlements the Crows took refuge in what is now
+Yellowstone Park. Even here the soldiers pursued them, intent on avenging
+acts that the red men had committed while suffering under the sting of
+tyranny and wrong. A mere remnant of the fugitive band gathered at the
+head of that mighty rift in the earth known as the Grand Canon of the
+Yellowstone--a remnant that had succeeded in escaping the bullets of the
+soldiery,--and with Spartan courage they resolved to die rather than be
+taken and carried away to pine in a distant prison. They built a raft and
+placed it on the river at the foot of the upper fall, and for a few days
+they enjoyed the plenty and peace that were their privilege in former
+times. A short-lived peace, however, for one morning they are aroused by
+the crack of rifles--the troops are upon them.
+
+Boarding their raft they thrust it toward the middle of the stream,
+perhaps with the idea of gaining the opposite shore, but, if such is
+their intent, it is thwarted by the rapidity of the current. A few among
+them have guns, that they discharge with slight effect at the troops, who
+stand wondering on the shore. The soldiers forbear to fire, and watch,
+with something like dread, the descent of the raft as it passes into the
+current, and, with many a turn and pitch, whirls on faster and faster.
+The death-song rises triumphant above the lash of the waves and that
+distant but awful booming that is to be heard in the canon. Every red man
+has his face turned toward the foe with a look of defiance, and the tones
+of the death-chant have in them something of mockery no less than hate
+and vaunting.
+
+The raft is now between the jaws of rock that yawn so hungrily. Beyond
+and below are vast walls, shelving toward the floor of the gulf a
+thousand feet beneath--their brilliant colors shining in the sun of
+morning that sheds as peaceful a light on wood and hill as if there were
+no such thing as brother hunting brother in this free land of ours. The
+raft is galloping through the foam like a racehorse, and, hardened as the
+soldiers are, they cannot repress a shudder as they see the fate that the
+savages have chosen for themselves. Now the brink is reached. The raft
+tips toward the gulf, and with a cry of triumph the red men are launched
+over the cataract, into the bellowing chasm, where the mists weep forever
+on the rocks and mosses.
+
+
+
+
+THE BROAD HOUSE
+
+Down in the canon of Chaco, New Mexico, stands a building evidently
+coeval with those of the cliff dwellers, that is still in good
+preservation and is called the Broad House. When Noqoilpi, the gambling
+god, came on earth he strayed into this canon, and, finding the Moquis a
+prosperous people, he envied them and resolved to win their property. To
+do that he laid off a race-track at the bottom of the ravine and
+challenged them to meet him there in games of chance and strength and
+skill. They accepted his challenge, and, as he could turn luck to his own
+side, he soon won not their property alone, but their women and children,
+and, finally, some of the men themselves.
+
+In his greed he had acquired more than he wanted, and as the captives
+were a burden to him he offered to make a partial restoration if the
+people would build this house for him. They did so and he gave up some of
+the men and women. The other gods looked with disapproval on this
+performance, however, and they agreed to give the wind god power to
+defeat him, for, now that he had secured his house, he had gone to
+gambling again. The wind god, in disguise as a Moqui, issued a challenge,
+and the animals agreed to help him.
+
+When the contest in tree-pulling took place the wind god pulled up a
+large tree while Noqoilpi was unable to stir a smaller one. That was
+because the beavers had cut the roots of the larger. In the ball contest
+Noqoilpi drove the ball nearly to the bounds, but the wind god sent his
+far beyond, for wrapped loosely in it was a bird that freed itself before
+touching the ground and flew away. In brief, Noqoilpi was beaten at every
+point and the remaining captives left him, with jeers, and returned to
+their people.
+
+The gambler cursed and raged until the wind god seized him, fitted him to
+a bow, like an arrow, and shot him into the sky. He flew far out of
+sight, and presently came to the long row of stone houses where the man
+lives who carries the moon. He pitied the gambler and made new animals
+and people for him and let him down to the earth in old Mexico, the moon
+people becoming Mexicans. He returned to his old haunts and came
+northward, building towns along the Rio Grande until he had passed the
+site of Santa Fe, when his people urged him to go back, and after his
+return they made him their god--Nakai Cigini.
+
+
+
+
+THE DEATH WALTZ
+
+Years ago, when all beyond the Missouri was a waste, the military post at
+Fort Union, New Mexico, was the only spot for miles around where any of
+the graces of social life could be discovered. Among the ladies at the
+post was a certain gay young woman, the sister-in-law of a captain, who
+enjoyed the variety and spice of adventure to be found there, and
+enjoyed, too, the homage that the young officers paid to her, for women
+who could be loved or liked were not many in that wild country. A young
+lieutenant proved especially susceptible to her charms, and devoted
+himself to her in the hope that he should ultimately win her hand. His
+experience with the world was not large enough to enable him to
+distinguish between the womanly woman and the coquette.
+
+One day messengers came dashing into the fort with news of an Apache
+outbreak, and a detachment was ordered out to chase and punish the
+marauding Indians. The lieutenant was put in command of the expedition,
+but before starting he confided his love to the young woman, who not only
+acknowledged that she returned his affection, but promised that if the
+fortune of war deprived him of life she would never marry another. As he
+bade her good-by he was heard to say, "That is well. Nobody else shall
+have you. I will come back and make my claim."
+
+In a few days the detachment came back, but the lieutenant was missing.
+It was noticed that the bride-elect grieved but little for him, and
+nobody was surprised when she announced her intention of marrying a young
+man from the East. The wedding-day arrived. All was gayety at the post,
+and in the evening the mess-room was decorated for a ball. As the dance
+was in full swing a door flew open with a bang, letting in a draught of
+air that made the candles burn dim, and a strange cry, unlike that of any
+human creature, sounded through the house. All eyes turned to the door.
+In it stood the swollen body of a dead man dressed in the stained uniform
+of an officer. The temple was marked by a hatchet-gash, the scalp was
+gone, the eyes were wide open and, burned with a terrible light.
+
+Walking to the bride the body drew her from the arms of her husband, who,
+like the rest of the company, stood as in a trance, without the power of
+motion, and clasping her to its bosom began a waltz. The musicians, who
+afterward declared that they did not know what they were doing, struck up
+a demoniac dance, and the couple spun around and around, the woman
+growing paler and paler, until at last the fallen jaw and staring eyes
+showed that life was also extinct in her. The dead man allowed her to
+sink to the floor, stood over her for a moment, wrung his hands as he
+sounded his fearful cry again, then vanished through the door. A few days
+after, a troop of soldiers who had been to the scene of the Apache
+encounter returned with the body of the lieutenant.
+
+
+
+
+THE FLOOD AT SANTA FE
+
+Many are the scenes of religious miracles in this country, although
+French Canada and old Mexico boast of more. So late as the prosaic year
+of 1889 the Virgin was seen to descend into the streets of Johnstown,
+Pennsylvania, to save her image on the Catholic church in that place, when
+it was swept by a deluge in which hundreds of persons perished. It was
+the wrath of the Madonna that caused just such a flood in New Mexico long
+years ago. There is in the old Church of Our Lady of Guadalupe, in Santa
+Fe, a picture that commemorates the appearance of the Virgin to Juan
+Diego, an Indian in Guadalupe, old Mexico, in the sixteenth century. She
+commanded that a chapel should be built for her, but the bishop of the
+diocese declared that the man had been dreaming and told him to go away.
+The Virgin came to the Indian again, and still the bishop declared that
+he had no evidence of the truth of what he said. A third time the
+supernatural visitor appeared, and told Juan to climb a certain difficult
+mountain, pick the flowers he would find there, and take them to the
+bishop.
+
+After a long and dangerous climb they were found, to the Indian's
+amazement, growing in the snow. He filled his blanket with them and
+returned to the episcopal residence, but when he opened the folds before
+the dignitary, he was more amazed to find not flowers, but a glowing
+picture painted on his blanket. It hangs now in Guadalupe, but is
+duplicated in Santa Fe, where a statue of the Virgin is also kept. These
+treasures are greatly prized and are resorted to in time of illness and
+threatened disaster, the statue being taken through the streets in
+procession when the rainy season is due. Collections of money are then
+made and prayers are put up for rain, to which appeals the Virgin makes
+prompt response, the priests pointing triumphantly to the results of
+their intercession. One year, however, the rain did not begin on time,
+though services were almost constantly continued before the sacred
+picture and the sacred statue, and the angry people stripped the image of
+its silks and gold lace and kicked it over the ground for hours. That
+night a violent rain set in and the town was nearly washed away, so the
+populace hastened the work of reparation in order to save their lives.
+They cleansed the statue, dressed it still more brilliantly, and
+addressed their prayers to the Virgin with more energy and earnestness
+than ever before.
+
+
+
+
+GODDESS OF SALT
+
+Between Zuni and Pescado is a steep mesa, or table-land, with fantastic
+rocks weathered into tower and roof-like prominences on its sides, while
+near it is a high natural monument of stone. Say the Zunis: The goddess
+of salt was so troubled by the people who lived near her domain on the
+sea-shore, and who took away her snowy treasures without offering any
+sacrifice in return, that she forsook the ocean and went to live in the
+mountains far away. Whenever she stopped beside a pool to rest she made
+it salt, and she wandered so long about the great basins of the West that
+much of the water in them is bitter, and the yield of salt from the
+larger lake near Zuni brings into the Zuni treasury large tolls from
+other tribes that draw from it.
+
+Here she met the turquoise god, who fell in love with her at sight, and
+wooed so warmly that she accepted and married him. For a time they lived
+happily, but when the people learned that the goddess had concealed
+herself among the mountains of New Mexico they followed her to that land
+and troubled her again until she declared that she would leave their view
+forever. She entered this mesa, breaking her way through a high wall of
+sandstone as she did so. The arched portal through which she passed is
+plainly visible. As she went through, one of her plumes was broken off,
+and falling into the valley it tipped upon its stem and became the
+monument that is seen there. The god of turquoise followed his wife, and
+his footsteps may be traced in outcrops of pale-blue stone.
+
+
+
+
+THE COMING OF THE NAVAJOS
+
+Many fantastic accounts of the origin of man are found among the red
+tribes. The Onondagas say that the Indians are made from red earth and
+the white men from sea-foam. Flesh-making clay is seen in the precipitous
+bank in the ravine west of Onondaga Valley, where at night the fairies
+"little fellows" sport and slide. Among others, the Noah legend finds a
+parallel. Several tribes claim to have emerged from the interior of the
+earth. The Oneidas point to a hill near the falls of Oswego River, New
+York, as their birthplace; the Wichitas rose from the rocks about Red
+River; the Creeks from a knoll in the valley of Big Black River in the
+Natchez country, where dwelt the Master of Breath; the Aztecs were one of
+seven tribes that came out from the seven caverns of Aztlan, or Place of
+the Heron; and the Navajos believe that they emerged at a place known to
+them in the Navajo Mountains.
+
+In the under world the Navajos were happy, for they had everything that
+they could wish: there was no excess of heat or cold, trees and flowers
+grew everywhere, and the day was marked by a bright cloud that arose in
+the east, while a black cloud that came out of the west made the night.
+Here they lived for centuries, and might have been there to this day had
+not one of the tribe found an opening in the earth that led to some place
+unknown. He told of it to the whole tribe. They set off up the passage to
+see where it led, and after long and weary climbing the surface was
+reached. Pleased with the novelty of their surroundings, they settled
+here, but on the fourth day after their arrival their queen disappeared.
+
+Their search for her was unavailing until some of the men came to the
+mouth of the tunnel by which they had reached the upper land, when,
+looking down, they saw their queen combing her long, black locks. She
+told them that she was dead and that her people could go to her only
+after death, but that they would be happy in their old home. With that
+the earth shut together and the place has never since been open to the
+eye of mortals. Soon came the cannibal giants who ravaged the desert
+lands and destroyed all of the tribe but four families, these having
+found a refuge in a deep canon of the Navajo Mountains. From their
+retreat they could see a beam of light shining from one of the hills
+above them, and on ascending to the place they found a beautiful girl
+babe.
+
+This child grew to womanhood under their care, and her charms attracted
+the great manitou that rides on a white horse and carries the sun for a
+shield. He wooed and married her, and their children slew the giants that
+had destroyed the Navajos. After a time the manitou carried his wife to
+his floating palace in the western water, which has since been her home.
+To her the prayers of the people are addressed, and twelve immortals bear
+their petitions to her throne.
+
+
+
+
+THE ARK ON SUPERSTITION MOUNTAINS
+
+The Pima Indians of Arizona say that the father of all men and animals
+was the butterfly, Cherwit Make (earth-maker), who fluttered down from
+the clouds to the Blue Cliffs at the junction of the Verde and Salt
+Rivers, and from his own sweat made men. As the people multiplied they
+grew selfish and quarrelsome, so that Cherwit Make was disgusted with his
+handiwork and resolved to drown them all. But first he told them, in the
+voice of the north wind, to be honest and to live at peace. The prophet
+Suha, who interpreted this voice, was called a fool for listening to the
+wind, but next night came the east wind and repeated the command, with an
+added threat that the ruler of heaven would destroy them all if they did
+not reform.
+
+Again they scoffed, and on the next night the west wind cautioned them.
+But this third warning was equally futile. On the fourth night came the
+south wind. It breathed into Suha's ear that he alone had been good and
+should be saved, and bade him make a hollow ball of spruce gum in which
+he might float while the deluge lasted. Suha and his wife immediately set
+out to gather the gum, that they melted and shaped until they had made a
+large, rounded ark, which they ballasted with jars of nuts, acorn-meal
+and water, and meat of bear and venison.
+
+On the day assigned Suha and his wife were looking regretfully down into
+the green valleys from the ledge where the ark rested, listening to the
+song of the harvesters, and sighing to think that so much beauty would
+presently be laid waste, when a hand of fire was thrust from a cloud and
+it smote the Blue Cliffs with a thunder-clang. It was the signal. Swift
+came the clouds from all directions, and down poured the rain.
+Withdrawing into their waxen ball, Suha and his wife closed the portal.
+Then for some days they were rolled and tossed on an ever-deepening sea.
+Their stores had almost given out when the ark stopped, and breaking a
+hole in its side its occupants stepped forth.
+
+There was a tuna cactus growing at their feet, and they ate of its red
+fruit greedily, but all around them was naught but water. When night came
+on they retired to the ark and slept--a night, a month, a year, perhaps a
+century, for when they awoke the water was gone, the vales were filled
+with verdure, and bird-songs rang through the woods. The delighted couple
+descended the Superstition Mountains, on which the ark had rested, and
+went into its valleys, where they lived for a thousand years, and became
+the parents of a great tribe.
+
+But the evil was not all gone. There was one Hauk, a devil of the
+mountains, who stole their daughters and slew their sons. One day, while
+the women were spinning flax and cactus fibre and the men were gathering
+maize, Hauk descended into the settlement and stole another of Suha's
+daughters. The patriarch, whose patience had been taxed to its limit,
+then made a vow to slay the devil. He watched to see by what way he
+entered the valley. He silently followed him into the Superstition
+Mountains; he drugged the cactus wine that his daughter was to serve to
+him; then, when he had drunk it, Suha emerged from his place of hiding
+and beat out the brains of the stupefied fiend.
+
+Some of the devil's brains were scattered and became seed for other evil,
+but there was less wickedness in the world after Hauk had been disposed
+of than there had been before. Suha taught his people to build adobe
+houses, to dig with shovels, to irrigate their land, to weave cloth, and
+avoid wars. But on his death-bed he foretold to them that they would grow
+arrogant with wealth, covetous of the lands of others, and would wage
+wars for gain. When that time came there would be another flood and not
+one should be saved--the bad should vanish and the good would leave the
+earth and live in the sun. So firmly do the Pimas rely on this prophecy
+that they will not cross Superstition Mountains, for there sits Cherwit
+Make--awaiting the culmination of their wickedness to let loose on the
+earth a mighty sea that lies dammed behind the range.
+
+
+
+
+THE PALE FACED LIGHTNING
+
+Twenty miles from the capital of Arizona stands Mount Superstition--the
+scene of many traditions, the object of many fears. Two centuries ago a
+tribe of Pueblo dwarfs arrived near it and tilled the soil and tended
+their flocks about the settlements that grew along their line of march.
+They were little people, four feet high, but they were a thousand strong
+and clever. They were peaceful, like all intelligent people, and the
+mystery surrounding their incantations and sun-worship was more potent
+than a show of arms to frighten away those natural assassins, the
+Apaches.
+
+After they had lived near the mountain for five years the "little people"
+learned that the Zunis were advancing from the south and made
+preparations for defence. Their sheep were concealed in obscure valleys;
+provisions, tools, and arms were carried up the mountain; piles of stone
+were placed along the edges of cliffs commanding the passes. This work
+was superintended by a woman with a white face, fair hair, and commanding
+form, who was held in reverence by the dwarfs; and she it was--the Helen
+of a New-World Troy--who was causing this trouble, for the Zunis claimed
+her on the ground that they had brought her from the waters of the rising
+sun, and that it was only to escape an honorable marriage with their
+chief that she had fled to the dwarfs.
+
+Be that as it might, the Zunis marched on, meeting with faint resistance
+until, on a bright afternoon, they massed on a slope of the mountain,
+seven hundred in number. The Apaches, expecting instant defeat of the
+"little men," watched, from neighboring hills, the advance of the
+invaders as they climbed nimbly toward the stone fort on the top of the
+slope, brandishing clubs and stone spears, and bragging, as the fashion
+of a red man is--and sometimes of a white one.
+
+At a pool outside of the walls stood the pale woman, queenly and calm,
+and as her white robe and brown hair fluttered in the wind both her
+people and the foe looked upon her with admiration. When but a hundred
+yards away the Zunis rushed toward her with outstretched arms, whereupon
+she stooped, picked up an earthen jar, emptied its contents into the
+pool, and ran back. In a moment sparks and balls of fire leaped from
+crevices in the rocks, and as they touched the Indians many fell dead.
+Others plunged blindly over the cliffs and were dashed to pieces.
+
+In a few minutes the remainder of the force was in full retreat and not
+an arrow had been shot. The Apaches, though stricken with terror at these
+pyrotechnics, overcame the memory of them sufficiently in a couple of
+years to attempt the sack of the fort on their own account, but the queen
+repelled them as she had forced back the Zunis, and with even greater
+slaughter. From that time the dwarfs were never harmed again, but they
+went away, as suddenly as they had come, to a secret recess in the
+mountains, where the Pale Faced Lightning still rules them.
+
+Some of the Apaches maintain that her spirit haunts a cave on
+Superstition Mountain, where her body vanished in a blaze of fire, and
+this cave of the Spirit Mother is also pointed out on the south side of
+Salt River. A skeleton and cotton robes, ornamented and of silky texture,
+were once found there. It is said that electrical phenomena are frequent
+on the mountain, and that iron, copper, salt, and copperas lying near
+together may account for them.
+
+
+
+
+THE WEIRD SENTINEL AT SQUAW PEAK
+
+There is a cave under the highest butte of the Squaw Peak range, Arizona,
+where a party of Tonto Indians was found by white men in 1868. The white
+men were on the war-path, and when the Tontos fell into their hands they
+shot them unhesitatingly, firing into the dark recesses of the cavern,
+the fitful but fast-recurring flashes of their rifles illuminating the
+interior and exposing to view the objects of their hatred.
+
+The massacre over, the cries and groans were hushed, the hunters strode
+away, and over the mountains fell the calm that for thousands of years
+had not been so rudely broken. That night, when the moon shone into this
+pit of death, a corpse arose, walked to a rock just within the entrance,
+and took there its everlasting seat.
+
+Long afterward a man who did not know its story entered this place, when
+he was confronted by a thing, as he called it, that glared so fearfully
+upon him that he fled in an ecstasy of terror. Two prospectors
+subsequently attempted to explore the cave, but the entrance was barred
+by "the thing." They gave one glance at the torn face, the bulging eyes
+turned sidewise at them, the yellow fangs, the long hair, the spreading
+claws, the livid, mouldy flesh, and rushed away. A Western paper,
+recounting their adventure, said that one of the men declared that there
+was not money enough in Maricopa County to pay him to go there again,
+while the other had never stopped running--at least, he had not returned
+to his usual haunts since "the thing" looked at him. Still, it is haunted
+country all about here. The souls of the Mojaves roam upon Ghost
+Mountain, and the "bad men's hunting-grounds" of the Yumas and Navajos
+are over in the volcanic country of Sonora. It is, therefore, no unusual
+thing to find signs and wonders in broad daylight.
+
+
+
+
+SACRIFICE OF THE TOLTECS
+
+Centuries ago, when Toltec civilization had extended over Arizona, and
+perhaps over the whole West, the valleys were occupied by large
+towns--the towns whose ruins are now known as the City of Ovens, City of
+Stones, and City of the Dead. The people worked at trades and arts that
+had been practised by their ancestors before the pyramids were built in
+Egypt. Montezuma had come to the throne of Mexico, and the Aztecs were a
+subject people; Europe had discovered America and forgotten it, and in
+America the arrival of Europeans was recalled only in traditions. But,
+like other nations, the Toltecs became a prey to self-confidence, to
+luxury, to wastefulness, and to deadening superstitions. Already the
+fierce tribes of the North were lurking on the confines of their country
+in a faith of speedy conquest, and at times it seemed as if the elements
+were against them.
+
+The villagers were returning from the fields, one day, when the entire
+region was smitten by an earthquake. Houses trembled, rumblings were
+heard, people fell in trying to reach the streets, and reservoirs burst,
+wasting their contents on the fevered soil. A sacrifice was offered. Then
+came a second shock, and another mortal was offered in oblation. As the
+earth still heaved and the earthquake demon muttered underground, the
+king gave his daughter to the priests, that his people might be spared,
+though he wrung his hands and beat his brow as he saw her led away and
+knew that in an hour her blood would stream from the altar.
+
+The girl walked firmly to the cave where the altar was erected--a cave in
+Superstition Mountains. She knelt and closed her eyes as the
+officiating-priest uttered a prayer, and, gripping his knife of jade
+stone, plunged it into her heart. She fell without a struggle. And now,
+the end.
+
+Hardly had the innocent blood drained out and the fires been lighted to
+consume the body, when a pall of cloud came sweeping across the heavens;
+a hot wind surged over the ground, laden with dust and smoke; the
+storm-struck earth writhed anew beneath pelting thunder-bolts; no tremor
+this time, but an upheaval that rent the rocks and flung the cities down.
+It was an hour of darkness and terror. Roars of thunder mingled with the
+more awful bellowing beneath; crash on crash told that houses and temples
+were falling in vast ruin; the mountainsides were loosened and the rush
+of avalanches added to the din; the air was thick, and through the clouds
+the people groped their way toward the fields; rivers broke from their
+confines and laid waste farms and gardens! The gods had indeed abandoned
+them, and the spirit of the king's daughter took its flight in company
+with thousands of souls in whose behalf she had suffered uselessly.
+
+The king was crushed beneath his palace-roof and the sacerdotal
+executioner perished in a fall of rock. The survivors fled in panic and
+the Ishmaelite tribes on their frontier entered their kingdom and
+pillaged it of all abandoned wealth. The cities never were rebuilt and
+were rediscovered but a few years ago, when the maiden's skeleton was
+also found. Nor does any Indian cross Superstition Mountains without a
+sense of apprehension.
+
+
+
+
+TA-VWOTS CONQUERS THE SUN
+
+The Indian is a great story-teller. Every tribe has its traditions, and
+the elderly men and women like to recount them, for they always find
+listeners. And odd stories they tell, too. Just listen to this, for
+example. It is a legend among the tribes of Arizona.
+
+While Ta-Vwots, the hare god, was asleep in the valley of Maopa, the Sun
+mischievously burned his back, causing him to leap up with a howl. "Aha!
+It's you, is it, who played this trick on me?" he cried, looking at the
+Sun. "I'll make it warm for you. See if I don't."
+
+And without more ado he set off to fight the Sun. On the way he stopped
+to pick and roast some corn, and when the people who had planted it ran
+out and tried to punish him for the theft he scratched a hole in the
+ground and ran in out of sight. His pursuers shot arrows into the hole,
+but Ta-Vwots had his breath with him, and it was an awfully strong
+breath, for with it he turned all the arrows aside. "The scamp is in
+here," said one of the party. "Let's get at him another way." So, getting
+their flints and shovels, they began to dig.
+
+"That's your game, is it?" mumbled Ta-Vwots. "I know a way out of this
+that you don't know." With a few puffs of his breath and a few kicks of
+his legs he reached a great fissure that led into the rock behind him,
+and along this passage he scrambled until he came to the edge of it in a
+niche, from which he could watch his enemies digging. When they had made
+the hole quite large he shouted, "Be buried in the grave you have dug for
+yourselves!" And, hurling down a magic ball that he carried, he caved the
+earth in on their heads. Then he paced off, remarking, "To fight is as
+good fun as to eat. Vengeance is my work. Every one I meet will be an
+enemy. No one shall escape my wrath." And he sounded his war-whoop.
+
+Next day he saw two men heating rocks and chipping arrow-heads from them.
+"Let me help you, for hot rocks will not hurt me," he said.
+
+"You would have us to believe you are a spirit, eh?" they questioned,
+with a jeer.
+
+"No ghost," he answered, "but a better man than you. Hold me on those
+rocks, and, if I do not burn, you must let me do the same to you."
+
+The men complied, and heating the stones to redness in the fire they
+placed him against them, but failed to see that by his magic breath he
+kept a current of air flowing between him and the hot surface. Rising
+unhurt, he demanded that they also should submit to the torture, and,
+like true Indians, they did so. When their flesh had been burned half
+through and they were dead, he sounded his warwhoop and went on.
+
+On the day following he met two women picking berries, and told them to
+blow the leaves and thorns into his eyes. They did so, as they supposed,
+but with his magic breath he kept the stuff away from his face.
+
+"You are a ghost!" the women exclaimed.
+
+"No ghost," said he. "Just a common person. Leaves and thorns can do no
+harm. See, now." And he puffed thorns into their faces and made them
+blind. "Aha! You are caught with your own chaff I am on my way to kill
+the Sun. This is good practice." And he slew them, sounded his war-whoop,
+and went on.
+
+The morning after this affair some women appeared on Hurricane Cliff and
+the wind brought their words to his ears. They were planning to kill him
+by rolling rocks upon him as he passed. As he drew near he pretended to
+eat something with such enjoyment that they asked him what it was. He
+called out, "It is sweet. Come to the edge and I will throw it up to
+you." With that he tossed something so nearly within their reach that in
+bending forward to catch it they crowded too near the brink, lost their
+balance, fell over, and were killed. "You are victims of your own greed.
+One should never be so anxious as to kill one's self." This was his only
+comment, and, sounding the warwhoop, he went on.
+
+A day later he came upon two women making water jugs of willow baskets
+lined with pitch, and he heard one whisper to the other, "Here comes that
+bad Ta-Vwots. How shall we destroy him?"
+
+"What were you saying?" asked the hare god.
+
+"We just said, 'Here comes our grandson.'" (A common form of endearment.)
+
+"Is that all? Then let me get into one of these water jugs while you
+braid the neck."
+
+He jumped in and lay quite still as they wove the neck, and they laughed
+to think that it was braided so small that he could never escape,
+when--puff! the jug was shattered and there was Ta-Vwots. They did not
+know anything about his magic breath. They wondered how he got out.
+
+"Easily enough," replied the hare god. "These things may hold water, but
+they can't hold men and women. Try it, and see if they can." With their
+consent, Ta-Vwots began weaving the osiers about them, and in a little
+while he had them caged. "Now, come out," he said. But, try as they
+might, not a withe could they break. "Ha, ha! You are wise women, aren't
+you? Bottled in your own jugs! I am on my way to kill the Sun. In time I
+shall learn how." Then, sounding his war-whoop, he struck them dead with
+his magic ball and went on.
+
+He met the Bear next day, and found him digging a hole to hide in, for he
+had heard of the hare god and was afraid. "Don't be frightened, friend
+Bear," said the rogue. "I'm not the sort of fellow to hide from. How
+could a little chap like me hurt so many people?" And he helped the Bear
+to dig his den, but when it was finished he hid behind a rock, and as the
+Bear thrust his head near him he launched his magic ball at his face and
+made an end of him. "I was afraid of this warrior," said Ta-Vwots, "but
+he is dead, now, in his den." And sounding his war-whoop he went on.
+
+It was on the day following that he met the Tarantula, a clever rascal,
+who had a club that would deal a fatal blow to others, but would not hurt
+himself. He began to groan as Ta-Vwots drew near, and cried that he had a
+pain caused by an evil spirit in his head. Wouldn't Ta-Vwots thump it
+out? Indeed, he would. He grasped the club and gave him the soundest kind
+of a thwacking, but when the Tarantula shouted "Harder," he guessed that
+it was an enchanted weapon, and changing it for his magic ball he
+finished the Tarantula at a blow. "That is a stroke of your own seeking,"
+he remarked. "I am on my way to kill the Sun. Now I know that I can do
+it." And sounding his war-whoop he went on.
+
+Next day he came to the edge of the world and looked off into space,
+where thousands of careless people had fallen, and there he passed the
+night under a tree. At dawn he stood on the brink of the earth and the
+instant that the Sun appeared he flung the magic ball full in his face.
+The surface of the Sun was broken into a thousand pieces that spattered
+over the earth and kindled a mighty conflagration. Ta-Vwots crept under
+the tree that had sheltered him, but that was of no avail against the
+increasing heat. He tried to run away, but the fire burned off his toes,
+then his feet, then his legs, then his body, so that he ran on his hands,
+and when his hands were burned off he walked on the stumps of his arms.
+At last his head alone remained, and that rolled over hill and valley
+until it struck a rock, when the eyes burst and the tears that gushed
+forth spread over the land, putting out the flames. The Sun was
+conquered, and at his trial before the other gods was reprimanded for his
+mischievous pranks and condemned thereafter to travel across the sky
+every day by the same trail.
+
+
+
+
+THE COMANCHE RIDER
+
+The ways of disposing of the Indian dead are many. In some places ground
+sepulture is common; in others, the corpses are placed in trees. South
+Americans mummified their dead, and cremation was not unknown. Enemies
+gave no thought to those that they had slain, after plucking off their
+scalps as trophies, though they sometimes added the indignity of
+mutilation in killing.
+
+Sachem's Head, near Guilford, Connecticut, is so named because Uncas cut
+a Pequot's head off and placed it in the crotch of an oak that grew
+there. It remained withering for years. It was to save the body of Polan
+from such a fate, after the fight on Sebago Lake in 1756, that his
+brothers placed it under the root of a sturdy young beech that they had
+pried out of the ground. He was laid in the hollow in his war-dress, with
+silver cross on his breast and bow and arrows in his hand; then, the
+weight on the trunk being released, the sapling sprang back to its place
+and afterward rose to a commanding height, fitly marking the Indian's
+tomb. Chief Blackbird, of the Omahas, was buried, in accordance with his
+wish, on the summit of a bluff near the upper Missouri, on the back of
+his favorite horse, fully equipped for travel, with the scalps that he
+had taken hung to the bridle.
+
+When a Comanche dies he is buried on the western side of the camp, that
+his soul may follow the setting sun into the spirit world the speedier.
+His bow, arrows, and valuables are interred with him, and his best pony
+is killed at the grave that he may appear among his fellows in the happy
+hunting grounds mounted and equipped. An old Comanche who died near Fort
+Sill was without relatives and poor, so his tribe thought that any kind
+of a horse would do for him to range upon the fields of paradise. They
+killed a spavined old plug and left him. Two weeks from that time the
+late unlamented galloped into a camp of the Wichitas on the back of a
+lop-eared, bob-tailed, sheep-necked, ring-boned horse, with ribs like a
+grate, and said he wanted his dinner. Having secured a piece of meat,
+formally presented to him on the end of a lodge-pole, he offered himself
+to the view of his own people, alarming them by his glaring eyes and
+sunken cheeks, and told them that he had come back to haunt them for a
+stingy, inconsiderate lot, because the gate-keeper of heaven had refused
+to admit him on so ill-conditioned a mount. The camp broke up in dismay.
+Wichitas and Comanches journeyed, en masse, to Fort Sill for protection,
+and since then they have sacrificed the best horses in their possession
+when an unfriended one journeyed to the spirit world.
+
+Myths and Legends
+
+
+
+
+HORNED TOAD AND GIANTS
+
+The Moquis have a legend that, long ago, when the principal mesa that
+they occupy was higher than it is now, and when they owned all the
+country from the mountains to the great river, giants came out of the
+west and troubled them, going so far as to dine on Moquis. It was hard to
+get away, for the monsters could see all over the country from the tops
+of the mesas. The king of the tribe offered the handsomest woman in his
+country and a thousand horses to any man who would deliver his people
+from these giants. This king was eaten like the rest, and the citizens
+declined to elect another, because they were beginning to lose faith in
+kings. Still, there was one young brave whose single thought was how to
+defeat the giants and save his people.
+
+As he was walking down the mesa he saw a lizard, of the kind commonly
+known as a horned toad, lying under a rock in pain. He rolled the stone
+away and was passing on, when a voice, that seemed to come out of the
+earth, but that really came from the toad, asked him if he wished to
+destroy the giants. He desired nothing so much. "Then take my horned
+crest for a helmet."
+
+Lolomi--that was the name of him--did as he was bid, and found that in a
+moment the crest had swelled and covered his head so thickly that no club
+could break through it.
+
+"Now take my breastplate," continued the toad. And though it would not
+have covered the Indian's thumb-nail, when he put it on it so increased
+in bulk that it corseleted his body and no arrow could pierce it.
+
+"Now take the scales from my eyes," commanded the toad, and when he had
+done so Lolomi felt as light as a feather.
+
+"Go up and wait. When you see a giant, go toward him, looking in his
+eyes, and he will walk backward. Walk around him until he has his back to
+a precipice, then advance. He will back away until he reaches the edge of
+the mesa, when he will fall off and be killed."
+
+Lolomi obeyed these instructions, for presently a giant loomed in the
+distance and came striding across the plains half a mile at a step. As he
+drew near he flung a spear, but it glanced from the Indian's armor like
+hail from a rock. Then an arrow followed, and was turned. At this the
+giant lost courage, for he fancied that Lolomi was a spirit. Fearing a
+blow if he turned, he kept his face toward Lolomi, who manoeuvred so
+skilfully that when he had the giant's back to the edge of a cliff he
+sprang at him, and the giant, with a yell of alarm, fell and broke his
+bones on the rocks below. So Lolomi killed many giants, because they all
+walked back before him, and after they had fallen the people heaped rocks
+on their bodies. To this day the place is known as "the giants' fall."
+Then the tribe made Lolomi king and gave him the most beautiful damsel
+for a wife. As he was the best king they ever had, they treasured his
+memory after he was dead, and used his name as a term of greeting, so
+that "Lolomi" is a word of welcome, and will be until the giants come
+again.
+
+
+
+
+THE SPIDER TOWER
+
+In Dead Man's Canon--a deep gorge that is lateral to the once populated
+valley of the Rio de Chelly, Arizona--stands a stark spire of weathered
+sandstone, its top rising eight hundred feet above its base in a sheer
+uplift. Centuries ago an inhabitant of one of the cave villages was
+surprised by hostiles while hunting in this region, and was chased by
+them into this canon. As he ran he looked vainly from side to side in the
+hope of securing a hiding-place, but succor came from a source that was
+least expected, for on approaching this enormous obelisk, with strength
+well-nigh exhausted, he saw a silken cord hanging from a notch at its
+top. Hastily knotting the end about his waist, that it might not fall
+within reach of his pursuers, he climbed up, setting his feet into
+roughnesses of the stone, and advancing, hand over hand, until he had
+reached the summit, where he stayed, drinking dew and feeding on eagles'
+eggs, until his enemies went away, for they could not reach him with
+their arrows, defended as he was by points of rock. The foemen having
+gone, he safely descended by the cord and reached his home. This help had
+come from a friendly spider who saw his plight from her perch at the top
+of the spire, and, weaving a web of extra thickness, she made one end
+fast to a jag of rock while the other fell within his grasp--for she,
+like all other of the brute tribe, liked the gentle cave-dwellers better
+than the remorseless hunters. Hence the name of the Spider Tower.
+
+
+
+
+THE LOST TRAIL
+
+The canon of Oak Creek is choked by a mass of rock, shaped like a
+keystone, and wedged into the jaws of the defile. An elderly Ute tells
+this story of it. Acantow, one of the chiefs of his tribe, usually placed
+his lodge beside the spring that bubbled from a thicket of wild roses in
+the place where Rosita, Colorado, stands to-day. He left his
+wife--Manetabee (Rosebud)--in the lodge while he went across the
+mountains to attend a council, and was gone four sleeps. On his return he
+found neither wife nor lodge, but footprints and hoofprints in the ground
+showed to his keen eye that it was the Arapahoes who had been there.
+
+Getting on their trail he rode over it furiously, and at night had
+reached Oak Canon, along which he travelled until he saw the gleam of a
+small fire ahead. A squall was coming up, and the noise of it might have
+enabled him to gallop fairly into the group that he saw huddled about the
+glow; but it is not in the nature of an Indian to do that, and, tying his
+horse, he crawled forward.
+
+There were fifteen of the Arapahoes, and they were gambling to decide the
+ownership of Manetabee, who sat bound beneath a willow near them. So
+engrossed were the savages in the contest that the snake-like approach of
+Acantow was unnoticed until he had cut the thongs that bound Manetabee's
+wrists and ankles--she did not cry out, for she had expected rescue--and
+both had imperceptibly slid away from them. Then, with a yell, one of the
+gamblers pointed to the receding forms, and straightway the fifteen made
+an onset.
+
+Swinging his wife lightly to his shoulders Acantow set off at a run and
+he had almost reached his horse when his foot caught in a root and he
+fell headlong. The pursuers were almost upon him when the storm burst in
+fury. A flood of fire rushed from the clouds and struck the earth with an
+appalling roar. Trees were snapped, rocks were splintered, and a
+whirlwind passed. Acantow was nearly insensible for a time--then he felt
+the touch of the Rosebud's hand on his cheek, and together they arose and
+looked about them. A huge block of riven granite lay in the canon,
+dripping blood. Their enemies were not to be seen.
+
+"The trail is gone," said Acantow. "Manitou has broken it, that the
+Arapahoes may never cross it more. He would not allow them to take you.
+Let us thank the Manitou." So they went back to where the spring burst
+amid the rose-bushes.
+
+
+
+
+A BATTLE IN THE AIR
+
+In the country about Tishomingo, Indian Territory, troubles are foretold
+by a battle of unseen men in the air. Whenever the sound of conflict is
+heard it is an indication that many dead will lie in the fields, for it
+heralds battle, starvation, or pestilence. The powerful nation that lived
+here once was completely annihilated by an opposing tribe, and in the
+valley in the western part of the Territory there are mounds where
+hundreds of men lie buried. Spirits occupy the valley, and to the eyes of
+the red men they are still seen, at times, continuing the fight.
+
+In May, 1892, the last demonstration was made in the hearing of John
+Willis, a United States marshal, who was hunting horse-thieves. He was
+belated one night and entered the vale of mounds, for he had no scruples
+against sleeping there. He had not, in fact, ever heard that the region
+was haunted. The snorting of his horse in the middle of the night awoke
+him and he sprang to his feet, thinking that savages, outlaws, or, at
+least, coyotes had disturbed the animal. Although there was a good moon,
+he could see nothing moving on the plain. Yet the sounds that filled the
+air were like the noise of an army, only a trifle subdued, as if they
+were borne on the passing of a wind. The rush of hoofs and of feet, the
+striking of blows, the fall of bodies could be heard, and for nearly an
+hour these fell rumors went across the earth. At last the horse became so
+frantic that Willis saddled him and rode away, and as he reached the edge
+of the valley the sounds were heard going into the distance. Not until he
+reached a settlement did he learn of the spell that rested on the place.
+
+
+
+
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