HIAWATHA

LISTEN, my children, while the fire burns red and the shadows come and go

like mighty giants, and I will tell you the story of Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon,

the holder of the heavens, who afterwards became a mortal and was called

Hiawatha, the wise man.

There came to his ears one day a great cry of distress, and when he

looked from the entrance of the Happy Hunting-Grounds he saw a few men

and women in the forest moaning with terror, for all their friends had

been slain by mighty giants and fierce monsters. So he went quickly

to their aid, and taking a little maiden by the hand, bade all follow

whither she led. By paths known only to Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon, he conducted

them to a cave near the mouth of a river,[1] and there he brought them

food and bade them sleep.

[1] Oswego River.

When they had remained there many days Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon again took the

maiden by the hand and led her toward the rising sun, and the few people

who had been saved by his mercy followed gladly in the trail he pointed

out. At last they came where the great river[2] they had followed poured

over some mighty rocks to the level of another river,[3] and here he told

them to build a house in which they might dwell in peace. Many moons they

remained there in happiness, and the little children who came to them

grew to be strong men and handsome women. Then came Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon and

said to them:

[2] Mohawk River.

[3] Hudson River.

"You, my children, must now go forth and become mighty nations; and I

will teach you the mysteries of the forests and make your numbers like

the leaves that cover the trees when the warm days have come."

Then they followed him toward the setting-sun, and when they had gone

some distance he told off certain numbers and families that should make

their homes and build a village in that place. These he gave corn, beans,

squash, potatoes and tobacco, and also dogs with which to hunt game, and

named them Te-ha-wro-gah.[4] From that time they could not understand

their brothers, and they dwelt henceforward on the banks of the beautiful

river.

[4] Divided speech; the Mohawks.

Then went he with the others towards the sun-setting till at last they

halted in a broad valley where were beautiful streams. And he bade

some of his followers remain there, and gave the same good gifts he

had given their brothers and told them that they should be called

Ne-ha-wre-ta-go,[5] for the trees of the forest were of great size where

he bade them dwell, and in a short time these had also learned to speak a

new tongue.

[5] The Oneidas.

Then Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon led the rest of his people onward toward

the sun-setting till they came to a mountain which he called

O-nun-da-ga-o-no-ga.[6] There he again commanded some of his people

to remain, and he gave into their possession the same gifts he

had confided to the care of his other children, and called them

Se-uh-no-wah-ah-tah.[7] To these he gave his own language.

[6] Onondaga; on the hills.

[7] Carrying the name; the Onondagas.

Many days journey toward the sunset, near the shores of a lake named

Go-yo-gah,[8] he selected a dwelling-place for others of his children and

bade them build a village and left them provided with all good things.

These he called Sho-nea-na-we-to-wah;[9] and their language was also

changed.

[8] Mountain rising from the water; the Cayugas.

[9] People of the great pipe.

Then with those who remained Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon continued toward the sunset

until they came to a mountain near the lake called Ga-nun-da-gwa,[10]

and here he told them they should dwell. And he gave to them the name

Te-ho-ne-noy-hent,[11] and changed their language as he had done that of

their brothers and bestowed upon them the same gifts for their food.

[10] Canandaigua; the place chosen for settlement.

[11] Possessing the door; the Senecas.

But there were some who were not content to stay where the holder of the

heavens had bidden them to live and who ran away toward the setting-sun

many days until they came to a great river which they crossed on a wild

grape vine. But when the last ones were crossing, the vine broke and none

could ever return.[12]

[12] This refers to the Indians beyond the Mississippi.

Then the holder of the heavens gave his time to the instruction of his

children, and to each family he imparted some distinctive skill. To the

Senecas he gave the power of swift feet, and they could soon outrun

any animal in the forest. The Cayugas became skilled in the use of the

canoe, and glided over the waters more rapidly than the skimming birds or

darting fish. The Onondagas were instructed in all the laws and wishes

of the Great Spirit and had power to speak his mind. The Oneidas became

skilful in ways of making weapons, of the building of houses and the

weaving of baskets. The Mohawks were taught to shoot their arrows with

surer aim than all the others, and could snare the fish from the streams

with wondrous skill.

You, my children, must know that Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon, the holder of the

heavens, had power to assume any shape, and that he could fly from one

place to another, far distant, more rapidly than the great eagle. He

taught his people the knowledge of hunting and gardening; he fashioned

arrow-heads from the flint and guided the hands of his children until

they, too, could make them; he gave instruction in the arts of war,

that they might defend themselves; he cleared their streams from

obstructions and pointed out the water path[13] from the sun-rising to

the sun-setting. He taught them the form of poisonous fruits and plants,

giving them to eat of those that were wholesome; he taught them how to

kill and dress their game; made the forest free for the tribes to hunt

in, and gave them laws and precepts to guide them in the treatment of

both the young and the old.

[13] The "water path" was up the Mohawk River to Rome, over a short

portage to Wood Creek, thence to Oneida Lake, down the Oswegp River to

Seneca River, and thence westward over the chain of lakes in the interior

of the State of New York. If the journey was to be to the far west, the

Oswego River was taken to Lake Ontario and thence through the chain of

great lakes.

Then Ta-ren-ya-wa-gon determined to reside with his children, and

he assumed the form of a man and chose as a wife a maiden from the

Onondagas. When he had done this he was named Hiawatha. His home was

on the shores of a beautiful lake,[14] and to it came many of the red

men and their wives and children, that they might learn from the wise

Hiawatha how their lives should be guided. To his wigwam came also a

daughter, whose beauty was as the flowers, glistening with the dews of

night and kissed by the light of the Great Spirit's smiling face. The

name of the daughter was Minnehaha.

[14] Cross Lake, Cayuga County, New York. A very romantic and beautiful

point on the southern shores of this little body of water is pointed out

by the Indians as the site of Hiawatha's home.

Many seasons passed. Under the teachings of Hiawatha the Onondagas became

the greatest of all nations. The wise man came in his magic canoe of

dazzling whiteness and sat at all their councils, and by his wisdom and

moderation the tribe was preserved from strife and became foremost in the

arts and knowledge of the forest.

But at last there came an alarm from the north beyond the great lakes,

and the story was told with fear at the lodge-fires of a relentless

enemy who came to kill and burn. In terror the chiefs told their fears

to Hiawatha and he advised them to call a council of all the tribes at a

place on the borders of a lake where he had once told them to light a

great council-fire, that they might make preparations to meet their foes.

Swift runners went to the villages of all the tribes and the chiefs,

and warriors assembled at the appointed place. Three days they awaited

the coming of Hiawatha, and on the morning of the fourth a mighty shout

arose as they saw his mystic canoe gliding over the waters of the lake.

In its prow sat the beautiful Minnehaha, while the wise man, her father,

occupied a seat at the stern of the boat and with a light paddle directed

the course of the mysterious craft. He was met at the edge of the water

by the foremost men of the tribes, and greeting them as brothers, each in

their own language, he stepped from the canoe and walked a short distance

along the shore. Suddenly a rushing noise was heard, as of the coming of

an awful storm, and as all eyes turned upwards a great bird was observed

coming out of the heavens with the speed of an arrow. Hiawatha and his

daughter alone stood unmoved and tranquil. The others fled in terror.

The celestial visitor alighted at the feet of Hiawatha. Impelled by some

unseen power, Minnehaha knelt at her father's feet. He placed his hands

on her head for a moment and then she slowly rose, cast one look into his

face, murmured gently, "Farewell, my father!" and took her place between

the wings of the Great Spirit's messenger. Instantly the giant bird

stretched its wings for flight over the glistening waters of the lake,

and circling over the heads of the appalled multitude, swiftly bore its

burden of loveliness to the home of the Manito.

Hiawatha sank to the earth and covered his head with the robe of a

panther. Three times did the smiling face of the Great Spirit pass across

the heavens before the wise man moved or uttered a sound, and his red

brothers feared he had gone on the long journey and could not again give

them counsel. Finally he rose from his mourning, bathed himself in the

lake and asked that the council be called. When all were seated in the

place appointed, Hiawatha came before them and said:

"My children, listen to the words of Hiawatha, for they are the last he

will speak to you. My heart beats with yours, my children, but I cannot

longer remain to make known to you the will of the Great Spirit.

"My children, the voice of strife has brought you from the homes where

you have so long dwelt in peace. You tremble for the safety of your wives

and little ones; you fear that your happy life will be disturbed. You,

the members of many tribes and villages, have one common fear, and you

should therefore have one common interest. Singly, no tribe can oppose

the hordes of the north that threaten to come like the storms of winter,

blasting and killing all in their path. Divided you can make no progress.

You must unite as one common band of brothers. You must have one voice,

for many tongues make confusion. You must have one fire, one pipe, one

war club. If your warriors unite they can defeat any enemy and protect

the safety of their homes.

"My children, listen, and Hiawatha will tell the wampum of the Great

Spirit."

He made a signal and the fire-keepers advanced to the center of the

council-place and united the council-fires in one.[15] Then Hiawatha

threw tobacco upon this and said:

[15] See note on this legend.

"Onondaga, you are the people of the hills and are warlike and mighty.

Your strength is like that of the great tree whose branches withstand the

storm because its roots sink deep into the ground. You shall be the first

nation.

"Oneida, you are the people who recline your bodies against the

everlasting stone that cannot be moved.[16] You shall be the second

nation because you give wise counsel.

[16] Evidently an allusion to Trenton Falls chasm, located within the

Oneidas' Country.

"Seneca, you are the people who have habitation at the foot of the great

mountain and dwell within the shadows of its crags. You shall be the

third nation because you are fleet of foot and are greatly gifted in

speech.

"Cayuga, you whose dwelling is in the dark forest and whose home is

everywhere because of the swiftness of your canoes, you shall be the

fourth nation because of your superior cunning in hunting.

"Mohawk, you are the people who live in the open country and possess much

wisdom. You shall be the fifth nation because you understand best the

cultivation of corn and beans and the building of cabins.

"Like the fingers on the hand of the warrior, each must lend aid to the

other and work in unison. Then foes shall not disturb or subdue you.

"My children, these are the words of the Great Spirit spoken to you by

Hiawatha. Let them sink deep into your hearts and be remembered. When the

sun comes again I will listen to your decision. I have done."

On the following day the council again assembled and the wise men agreed

that Hiawatha had spoken well and that they would follow his teachings.

They asked him to be their chief sachem, but he told them he could not as

he was going away. Then Hiawatha approached the spot where the celestial

bird had rested and gathered a quantity of white plumes that had fallen

from its wings. These he gave to the warriors as emblems that they should

wear and by which they should be known as members of the Ako-no-shu-ne,

who were called the Iroquois.[17] Then Hiawatha said to them:

[17] Succeeding generations wore feathers from the white heron,

approaching as nearly as possible the plumage of the celestial bird.

"To you, Oh! my children, remember well the words of Hiawatha. To you,

Oh! my friends and brothers, be faithful in aiding each other when danger

may come. Recall the words of the Great Spirit which have been given to

you for many moons. Do not admit to your councils the people of other

tribes, for they will plant among you the seeds of jealousy and trouble

and you will become feeble and enslaved.

"Friends and brothers, these are the last words you will hear from the

lips of Hiawatha. Choose the wisest maiden[18] in your tribes, who shall

be your peacemaker, and to your sachems shall come wisdom to arrange

for the reference to her of dissensions that may arise among you. I have

spoken, and will now follow the call of the Great Spirit."

[18] See legend "The Peacemaker," and note on same.

At that moment sweet strains of music burst upon the ears of the

listening multitude like the gentle voice of summer in the branches of

the pine trees; they heard it, but knew not whence it came. The wise

man stepped forward, and as he was seated in the mystic canoe the music

burst upon the air in tones more beautiful than the red men had ever

before heard. But the snow-white canoe did not skim the waters of the

lake. Slowly it rose as the choral chant pealed forth, and, following

the direction taken by the celestial bird, disappeared among the summer

clouds as the melody ceased.

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