Post by Okwes on Jul 24, 2007 9:50:23 GMT -5
Dug-From-Ground - Hupa
(HUPA: Goddard, University of California Publications in American
Archaeology and Ethnology, i, 146, No. 2)
An old woman was living with her granddaughter, a virgin. The girl used to
go to dig roots and her grandmother used to say to her, "You must not dig
those with two stocks." The girl wondered why she was always told that. One
morning she thought, "I am going to dig one," so she went across the river
and began digging. She thought, "I am going to take out one with a double
stock." When she had dug it out she heard a baby cry. She ran back to the
river, and when she got there she heard someone crying "mother" after her.
She jumped into the boat and pushed it across. When she got across, the baby
had tumbled down to the other shore. She ran up to the house and there she
heard it crying on that side. She ran into the house, then she heard it
crying back of the house. At once she sat down and then she heard it tumble
on the roof of the house. The baby tumbled through the smoke-hole and then
rolled about on the floor. The old woman jumped up and put it in a baby
basket. The young woman sat with her back to the fire and never looked at
the child.
The old woman took care of the baby alone. After a time it commenced to sit
up and finally to walk. When he was big enough to shoot, the old woman made
a bow and he began to kill birds. Afterward he killed all kinds of game;
and, because his mother never looked at him, he gave whatever he killed to
his grandmother. Finally he became a man. The young woman had been in the
habit of going out at dawn and not returning until dark. She brought back
with her acorns as long as her finger. One time the young man thought "I am
going to watch and see where she goes." The young woman had always said to
herself, "If he will bring acorns from the place I bring them, and if he
will kill a white deer, I will call him my son." Early one morning the son
saw his mother come out of the house and start up the ridge. He followed her
and saw her go along until she came to a dry tree. She climbed this and it
grew with her to the sky. The young man then returned saying, "Tomorrow I am
going up there." The woman came home at night with the usual load of long
acorns.
The next morning the man went the way his mother had gone, climbed the tree
as he had seen her do, and it grew with him to the sky. When he arrived
there he saw a road. He followed that until he came to an oak, which he
climbed, and waited to see what would happen. Soon he heard laughing girls
approaching. They came to the tree and began to pick acorns from allotted
spaces under it. The young man began to throw down acorns. "That's right,
Bluejay," said one of the girls. Then another said, "It might be
Dug-from-the-ground. You can hardly look at him, they say, he is so
handsome." Two others said, "Oh, I can look at him, I always look at this
walking one (pointing to the sun); that is the one you can hardly look at."
He came down from the tree and passed between the girls. The two who had
boasted they could look at him, turned their faces to the ground. The other
two who had thought they could not look him in the face were able to do so.
The young man killed the deer, the killing of which the mother had made the
second condition for his recognition as a son. He then filled the basket
from his mother's place under the tree and went home. When the woman saw him
with the acorns as long as one's finger, she called him her son.
After a time he said, "I am going visiting." "All right," said the
grandmother, and then she made for him a bow and arrows of blue-stone, and a
shinny stick and sweat-house wood of the same material. These he took and
concealed by putting them under the muscles of his forearm. He dressed
himself for the journey and set out. He went to the home of the immortals at
the edge of the world toward the east. When he got down to the shore on this
side they saw him. One of them took out the canoe of red obsidian and
stretched it until it was the proper size.[14c] He launched it and came
across for him. When he had landed, the young man placed his hand on the bow
and as he did so, the boat gave a creak, he was so strong. When they had
crossed he went to the village. In the middle of it he saw a house of
blue-stone with a pavement in front of black obsidian. He went in and heard
one say, "It is my son-in-law for whom I had expected to be a long time
looking."
When the sun had set there came back from different places ten brothers.
Some had been playing kiñ, some had been playing shinny, some had been
hunting, some spearing salmon, and others had been shooting at a mark. Eagle
and Panther were both married to daughters of the family. They said to him,
"You here, brother-in-law?" "Yes," he said, "I came a little while ago."
When it was supper time they put in front of him a basket of money's meat,
which mortal man cannot swallow.[140] He ate two baskets of it and they
thought he must be a smart man. After they had finished supper they all went
to the sweathouse to spend the night. At midnight the young man went to the
river to swim. There he heard a voice say, "The sweathouse wood is all
gone." Then Mink told him that men could not find sweat-house wood near by,
but that some was to be found to the southeast. They called to him for wood
from ten sweat-houses and he said "Yes" to all. Mink told him about
everything they would ask him to do. He went back to the sweat-house and
went in. When the east whitened with the dawn, he went for sweat-house wood
as they had told him. He came to the place where the trail forks and one of
them turns to the northeast and the other to the southeast. There he drew
out from his arm the wood his grandmother had provided him with and split it
fine. He made this into ten bundles and carried them back to the village.
When he got there he put them down carefully but the whole earth shook with
the shock. He carried a bundle to each sweat-house. They all sweated
themselves. He spent the day there and at evening went again to the
sweat-house. When he went to the river to swim, Mink met him again and told
him that the next day they would play shinny.
After they were through breakfast the next morning, they said, "Come,
brother-in-law, let us go to the place where they play shinny." They all
went and after placing their bets began to play. Twice they were beaten.
Then they said, "Come, brother-in-law, play." They passed him a stick. He
pressed down on it and broke it. "Let me pick up something," he said. He
turned about and drew out his concealed shinny stick and the balls. Then he
stepped out to play and Wildcat came to play against him. The visitor made
the stroke and the balls fell very near the goal. Then he caught Wildcat,
smashing his face into its present shape,[99] and threw the ball over the
line. He played again, this time with Fox. Again he made the stroke and when
he caught Fox he pinched his face out long as it has been ever since. He
then struck the ball over the line and won. The next time he played against
Earthquake. The ground opened up a chasm but he jumped over it. Earthquake
threw up a wall of blue-stone but he threw the ball through it. "Dol" it
rang as it went through. Then he played with Thunder. It rained and there
was thunder. It was the running of that one which made the noise. It was
then night and he had won back all they had lost. There were ten strings of
money, besides otterskins, fisherskins, and blankets.
The next day they went to shoot at the white bird which Indians can never
hit. The others commenced to shoot and then they said to their guest, "Come,
you better shoot." They gave him a bow, which broke when he drew it. Then he
pulled out his own and said, "I will shoot with this although the nock has
been cut down and it is not very good." They thought, "He can't hit anything
with that." He shot and hit the bird, and dentalia fell all about. They
gathered up the money and carried it home.
The Hupa man went home to his grandmother. As many nights as it seemed to
him he had spent, so many years he had really been away. He found his
grandmother lying by the fire. Both of the women had been worried about him.
He said to them, "I have come back for you." "Yes," they said, "we will go."
Then he repaired the house, tying it up anew with hazel withes. He poked a
stick under it and away it went to the end of the world toward the east,
where he had married. They are living there yet.
Tales of the North American Indians, by Stith Thompson [1929] and is now in
the public domain'
(HUPA: Goddard, University of California Publications in American
Archaeology and Ethnology, i, 146, No. 2)
An old woman was living with her granddaughter, a virgin. The girl used to
go to dig roots and her grandmother used to say to her, "You must not dig
those with two stocks." The girl wondered why she was always told that. One
morning she thought, "I am going to dig one," so she went across the river
and began digging. She thought, "I am going to take out one with a double
stock." When she had dug it out she heard a baby cry. She ran back to the
river, and when she got there she heard someone crying "mother" after her.
She jumped into the boat and pushed it across. When she got across, the baby
had tumbled down to the other shore. She ran up to the house and there she
heard it crying on that side. She ran into the house, then she heard it
crying back of the house. At once she sat down and then she heard it tumble
on the roof of the house. The baby tumbled through the smoke-hole and then
rolled about on the floor. The old woman jumped up and put it in a baby
basket. The young woman sat with her back to the fire and never looked at
the child.
The old woman took care of the baby alone. After a time it commenced to sit
up and finally to walk. When he was big enough to shoot, the old woman made
a bow and he began to kill birds. Afterward he killed all kinds of game;
and, because his mother never looked at him, he gave whatever he killed to
his grandmother. Finally he became a man. The young woman had been in the
habit of going out at dawn and not returning until dark. She brought back
with her acorns as long as her finger. One time the young man thought "I am
going to watch and see where she goes." The young woman had always said to
herself, "If he will bring acorns from the place I bring them, and if he
will kill a white deer, I will call him my son." Early one morning the son
saw his mother come out of the house and start up the ridge. He followed her
and saw her go along until she came to a dry tree. She climbed this and it
grew with her to the sky. The young man then returned saying, "Tomorrow I am
going up there." The woman came home at night with the usual load of long
acorns.
The next morning the man went the way his mother had gone, climbed the tree
as he had seen her do, and it grew with him to the sky. When he arrived
there he saw a road. He followed that until he came to an oak, which he
climbed, and waited to see what would happen. Soon he heard laughing girls
approaching. They came to the tree and began to pick acorns from allotted
spaces under it. The young man began to throw down acorns. "That's right,
Bluejay," said one of the girls. Then another said, "It might be
Dug-from-the-ground. You can hardly look at him, they say, he is so
handsome." Two others said, "Oh, I can look at him, I always look at this
walking one (pointing to the sun); that is the one you can hardly look at."
He came down from the tree and passed between the girls. The two who had
boasted they could look at him, turned their faces to the ground. The other
two who had thought they could not look him in the face were able to do so.
The young man killed the deer, the killing of which the mother had made the
second condition for his recognition as a son. He then filled the basket
from his mother's place under the tree and went home. When the woman saw him
with the acorns as long as one's finger, she called him her son.
After a time he said, "I am going visiting." "All right," said the
grandmother, and then she made for him a bow and arrows of blue-stone, and a
shinny stick and sweat-house wood of the same material. These he took and
concealed by putting them under the muscles of his forearm. He dressed
himself for the journey and set out. He went to the home of the immortals at
the edge of the world toward the east. When he got down to the shore on this
side they saw him. One of them took out the canoe of red obsidian and
stretched it until it was the proper size.[14c] He launched it and came
across for him. When he had landed, the young man placed his hand on the bow
and as he did so, the boat gave a creak, he was so strong. When they had
crossed he went to the village. In the middle of it he saw a house of
blue-stone with a pavement in front of black obsidian. He went in and heard
one say, "It is my son-in-law for whom I had expected to be a long time
looking."
When the sun had set there came back from different places ten brothers.
Some had been playing kiñ, some had been playing shinny, some had been
hunting, some spearing salmon, and others had been shooting at a mark. Eagle
and Panther were both married to daughters of the family. They said to him,
"You here, brother-in-law?" "Yes," he said, "I came a little while ago."
When it was supper time they put in front of him a basket of money's meat,
which mortal man cannot swallow.[140] He ate two baskets of it and they
thought he must be a smart man. After they had finished supper they all went
to the sweathouse to spend the night. At midnight the young man went to the
river to swim. There he heard a voice say, "The sweathouse wood is all
gone." Then Mink told him that men could not find sweat-house wood near by,
but that some was to be found to the southeast. They called to him for wood
from ten sweat-houses and he said "Yes" to all. Mink told him about
everything they would ask him to do. He went back to the sweat-house and
went in. When the east whitened with the dawn, he went for sweat-house wood
as they had told him. He came to the place where the trail forks and one of
them turns to the northeast and the other to the southeast. There he drew
out from his arm the wood his grandmother had provided him with and split it
fine. He made this into ten bundles and carried them back to the village.
When he got there he put them down carefully but the whole earth shook with
the shock. He carried a bundle to each sweat-house. They all sweated
themselves. He spent the day there and at evening went again to the
sweat-house. When he went to the river to swim, Mink met him again and told
him that the next day they would play shinny.
After they were through breakfast the next morning, they said, "Come,
brother-in-law, let us go to the place where they play shinny." They all
went and after placing their bets began to play. Twice they were beaten.
Then they said, "Come, brother-in-law, play." They passed him a stick. He
pressed down on it and broke it. "Let me pick up something," he said. He
turned about and drew out his concealed shinny stick and the balls. Then he
stepped out to play and Wildcat came to play against him. The visitor made
the stroke and the balls fell very near the goal. Then he caught Wildcat,
smashing his face into its present shape,[99] and threw the ball over the
line. He played again, this time with Fox. Again he made the stroke and when
he caught Fox he pinched his face out long as it has been ever since. He
then struck the ball over the line and won. The next time he played against
Earthquake. The ground opened up a chasm but he jumped over it. Earthquake
threw up a wall of blue-stone but he threw the ball through it. "Dol" it
rang as it went through. Then he played with Thunder. It rained and there
was thunder. It was the running of that one which made the noise. It was
then night and he had won back all they had lost. There were ten strings of
money, besides otterskins, fisherskins, and blankets.
The next day they went to shoot at the white bird which Indians can never
hit. The others commenced to shoot and then they said to their guest, "Come,
you better shoot." They gave him a bow, which broke when he drew it. Then he
pulled out his own and said, "I will shoot with this although the nock has
been cut down and it is not very good." They thought, "He can't hit anything
with that." He shot and hit the bird, and dentalia fell all about. They
gathered up the money and carried it home.
The Hupa man went home to his grandmother. As many nights as it seemed to
him he had spent, so many years he had really been away. He found his
grandmother lying by the fire. Both of the women had been worried about him.
He said to them, "I have come back for you." "Yes," they said, "we will go."
Then he repaired the house, tying it up anew with hazel withes. He poked a
stick under it and away it went to the end of the world toward the east,
where he had married. They are living there yet.
Tales of the North American Indians, by Stith Thompson [1929] and is now in
the public domain'