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Titre : Annual report of the Bureau of ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian institution

Auteur : Bureau of American ethnology (Washington, D.C.). Auteur du texte

Éditeur : Government printing office (Washington)

Date d'édition : 1886

Contributeur : Powell, John Wesley (1834-1902). Directeur de publication

Notice du catalogue : http://catalogue.bnf.fr/ark:/12148/cb37575967m

Notice du catalogue : https://gallica.bnf.fr/ark:/12148/cb37575967m/date

Type : texte

Type : publication en série imprimée

Langue : anglais

Description : 1886

Description : 1886 (N8)-1887.

Description : Note : Index.

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Droits : Public domain

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Date de mise en ligne : 15/10/2007

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them and help them bring home the game; he thought they had killed more deer than they could carry. After a day's travel he camped near a canyon, selecting a cavelike place in which to sleep, for he was tired and thirsty. There was much snow, but no water, so he made a fire and heated a rock and made a hole in the ground, and placing the rock in the cavity put in some snow, which melted and fuxnished him a draft to quench his thirst. Just then he heard a tumult over his head like people passing and he went out to see who made the noise, and he discovered many crows crossing back and forth over the canyon. This was the home of the crow. There were other feathered people also (the chaparral cock was among them). He saw also many fires which had been made by the crows on either side of the canyon. Two other crows arrived and stood near him and he listened hard to hear all that was being said. Thèse two crows cried ont, "Somebody says, somebody says." The youth did not know what to make of this. Then a crow from the opposite side of the canyon called, "What is the matter; tell us, tell us; what is wrong? The two first criers then said, "Two of us got killed we met two men who told us. They said the two men, who were ail the time traveling around (referring to the two brothers of the crazy youth), killed twelve deer and a party of our people went to the deer after they were killed. Two of us who went after thé blood of the deer were shot." The crows on the other side of the canyon called, Which men got killed ?" The first crier replied, "The chaparral cock, who sat on the horn of the deer, and the crow, who sat on its backbone." The other called out, "We are not surprised that they were killed; that is what we tell you all the time. If you will go after the dead deer you must expect to be killed." "We will not think of them longer; they are dead and gone. We are talking of things of long ago." The younger brother sat quietly below and listened to evêrything that was being said.

After a time the crows on the other side of the canyon made a great noise and began to dance. They had many songs at that time. The youth could not see what they were doing, but he listened all the time. After the dance began a great fire was made, and then he could see black objects moving, but he could not distinguish any people. He recognized the voice of Hasjelti. Though the youth was crazy, he remembered everything in his heart. He even remembered the words of the songs that continued all the night; he remembered every word of every song. He said to himself, I will listen until daylight." These people did not remain on one side of the canyon where the first fires were built, but they crossed and recrossed in their dance and had fires on both sides of the canyon. They dancéd back and forth until daylight (on the ninth night of the Hasjelti Dailjis was a repetition of this dance), when all the crows and the other birds flew away to the west. Ail that he saw after they left was the fires and smoke. The crazy youth then started off in a run to his brothers' camp to tell what he had seen and heard. His