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Titre : Annual report of the Bureau of American 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 : 1929
Contributeur : Powell, John Wesley (1834-1902). Directeur de publication
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Type : texte
Type : publication en série imprimée
Langue : anglais
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Description : 1929
Description : 1929 (N47)-1930.
Description : Note : Index.
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"Now be ready for her. Let's call her to come out here." They told her to come out to where they were playing. "You come out and watch us. It's pretty hot to-day. You better stand up on that rock there and see how we playing down below." Ckoyo said, "AU right. I'll come out and see you." Masewi and Oyoyewi got down and picked up the flint balls. Covered the fire with ashes and sand. They left the flints on one side.
The ckoyo stands up there; and she was pretty sweat, too. She wears some kind hanging-down dress, the ckoyo. Masewi told his brother, "When that ckoyo gets up there I'm going to tell her to stand by the edge of the rock and cool off." Ee told Oyoyewi, "Then you'll be next; Pm going to do it first. I'm going to pick this red-hot flint up and throw at her first. If I don't get her then you be next to throw at her."
Thé ckoyo come out and stood on rock and looking down at them. When she get there she say, "Hello, boys. You playing nice there." "Yes." "Oh, grandmother," the boys say, "Get cool off. Pull your dress up." And she pulled dress up. Get wind in. "Turn around and cool your back off. Pull dress up higher." Masewi threw the red-hot rock up her rectum and she fell down dead. Oyoyewi hollered, "Now you got her. I didn't get no turn to throw at her." They went up to the prisoners. ~'Now you free." Some of the prisoners didn't believe it. Masewi said, "Get your things and go home." Then Masewi bit the door with his flint and smash it open. The prisoners came out and started to run home. Masewi told the people not to go away. Ee said thé ckoyo would corne back with hail and kiR them. "I got buckskin. I going to make a tent of hides" (he had bear bides, buffalo bides, etc.). Masewi tore the house with bis flint and made a shelter of hides, and poured melted pitch over it and it got hard. "Better get all your people in here or the ckoyo will get you with a big hail." Then he called them all back. "Now you see it already clouding up. Coming a big storm from ail directions." And they all corne together right above the shelter just as they had finished. They went under. Then came the hail. Sure pounded those hides. Great big hail. "See what I told you? Now you are safe. This is the last time the ckoyo can try to kill you. Go home now and be happy. You will have no more trouble." AU went home.
Masewi got back home that evening. The people already knew about it. Some people doubted it even when they saw them. That evening people came to ask them. The people told them that Masewi had freed them.