[111] This cure is still practised among the Tée-wahn. The

sovereign remedy for toothache, however, is to go to the

_estufa_ after dark, carrying food in the left hand, march

round inside the big circular room three times, leave the food

under the secret recess in the wall where the scalps taken in

old wars are kept, and then come out. The toothache is always

left behind!

At that the Mountain Lion, the Bear, the Buffalo, and all

the other Captains of Four-feet, declared T’hoo-chée-deh the

Father-of-All-Medicine. They made a strong law that from that time

the body of the Field-Mouse should be held sacred, so that no animal

dares to kill him or even to touch him dead. And so it remains to

this day. But only the birds and the snakes, who were not at the

Council of the Four feet, they do not respect T’hoo-chée-deh.

So the Field-Mouse was the first medicine-man. He chose one of each

kind of four-feet to be his assistants, and taught them the use of

all herbs, and how to cure pain, so that each might practise among

his own people--a Bear-doctor for the Bears, and a Wolf-doctor for

the Wolves, and so to all the tribes of the animals.

Of those he taught, there was one who was not a True Believer--the

Badger. But he listened also, and made as if he believed all.

With time, the teaching was done; and T’hoo-chée-deh sent all his

assistant doctors home to their own peoples to heal. But whenever one

of them was asked with the sacred corn-meal[112] to come and cure a

sick one, he always came first to get the Father, the Field-Mouse, to

accompany and help him.

[112] The necessary accompaniment, among the Pueblos, of a call

for the doctor. In some cases, the sacred smoking-herb was

used. Either article was wrapped in corn-husk. See, also, “Some

Strange Corners of Our Country,” chapters xviii and xx.

But all this time Kahr-naí-deh, the Badger, was not believing; and at

last he said to his wife:

“Now I will _see_ if Old T’hoo-chée-deh is really a medicine-man. If

he finds me, I will believe him.”

So from that day for four days the Badger touched no food, until he

was almost dead. And on the fifth day he said:

“_In-hlee-oo wáy-ee_, wife of me, go now and call T’hoo-chée-deh, to

see if he will cure me.”

So the Badger-wife went with meal to the house of the Field-Mouse,

making to be very sad; and brought him back with her. When they came,

the Badger was as if very sick and in great pain.

T’hoo-chée-deh asked nothing; but took off the little pouch of roots

and laid it beside him. And then rubbing a little wood-ashes on his

hands, he put them on the stomach and breast of the Badger, rubbing

and feeling. When he had felt the Badger’s stomach, he began to sing:

_Káhr-nah-hlóo-hlee wee-end-t’hú

Beh-hú hoo-báhn,

Ah-náh káh-chah-him-aí

T’hóo-chée-hlóo-hlee t’oh-ah-yin-áhb

Wee-end-t’hú beh-hú hoo-báhn._

(Badger-Old-Man four days

Has the hunger-killing,

To know, to know surely

If Field-Mouse-Old-Man

Has the Medicine Power.

Four days, four days,

He has the hunger-killing.)

When he had finished rubbing and singing, he said to the Badger:

“There is no need of a remedy. In my teaching I found you

attentive--now be true. You have wasted, in trying my power. Now get

up and eat, to make up for the lost. And do not think that way again.”

With that, he took his pouch of roots and went home. As soon as he

was out of the house, the Badger said to his wife:

“My wife, now I believe that Mouse-Old-Man _has_ the Power; and never

again will I think _that_ way.”

Then the Badger-wife brought food, and he ate--for he was dying of

hunger. When he had eaten, the animals came in to see him, for they

had heard that he was very sick. He told them all that had been, and

how T’hoo-chée-deh had known his trick. At that, all the animals were

afraid of the Field-Mouse, and respected him more than ever--for it

was plain that he indeed had the Power.

Time passing so, it came that one day the Men of the Old made

_nah-kú-ah-shu_, the great round-hunt. When they had made a great

circle on the _llano_, and killed many rabbits, some of them found

T’hoo-chée-deh, and made him prisoner. They brought him before the

_principales_, who questioned him, saying:

“How do you gain your life?”

“I gain it,” he answered, “by going about among the animals who are

sick, and curing them.”

Then the elders said: “If that is so, teach us your Power, and we

will set you free; but if not, you shall die.”

T’hoo-chée-deh agreed, and they brought him to town with honor.

For twelve days and twelve nights he and the men stayed shut up

in the _estufa_, for two days fasting, and one day making the

medicine-dance, and then fasting and then dancing again, as our

medicine-men do to this day.

On the last night, when he had taught the men all the herbs and

how to use them, and they had become wise with practice, they sent

T’hoo-chée-deh out with a strong guard, that nothing should harm him.

They set him down at the door of his own house under the chapparo.

A law was made, giving him full liberty of all that is grown in the

fields. To this day, all True Believers honor him, so that he is not

called small any more. When they sing of him in the sacred places,

they make his house great, calling it _koor-óo-hlee naht-hóo_, the

Mountain of the Chapparo. And him they call not T’hoo-chée-deh, the

Field-Mouse, but _Pee-íd-deh p’ah-hláh-queer_, the Deer-by-the-River,

that he may not seem of little honor.[113] For he was the Father of

Medicine, and taught us how to cure the sick.

[113] This is not an exception. Nearly all the animals known to

the Tée-wahn have not only their common name, but a ceremonial

and sacred one, which is used exclusively in the songs and

rites.

* * * * *

“_Tahb-kóon-ahm?_” cried the boys. “Is _that_ why the Coyote always

cries? And is that why we must never hurt the Field-Mouse, but show

him respect, as to elders?”

“That is the very why,” said Manuelito’s grandfather, gravely; and

all the old men nodded.

“And why--” began ’Tonio. But his father shook his head.

“_Tah!_ It is enough. _Tóo-kwai!_”

So we stepped out into the night to our homes. And from the _Kú-mai_,

black against the starry sky, the howl of Too-wháy-deh, wandering

with his toothache, swelled across the sleeping village of the

Tée-wahn.

[Illustration: Is that so?

Yes; that is so.

The End]

Transcriber’s Note

All inconsistencies in hyphenation and accent use are preserved as

printed.

Minor punctuation errors have been repaired.

The following typographic errors have been fixed:

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was a stranger ...

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Eagle ...

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illustrations have been moved where necessary so that they are not

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