The Spider Woman's charm was so powerful that the Man-Eagle did not

hear what was said, but he soon awoke, and put on the imitation flint

armor without detecting the fraud. He then for the first time became

aware of the Youth's presence, and demanded what he wished. "I have

come to take my wife home," answered the hero. Man-Eagle said, "We

must gamble to decide that, and if you lose I shall slay you," to

which the Youth agreed. Man-Eagle brought out a huge pipe, larger than

a man's head, and having filled it with tobacco, gave it to the hero,

saying, "You must smoke this entirely out, and if you become dizzy or

nauseated, you lose." So the Youth lit the pipe and smoked, but

exhaled nothing. He kept the pipe aglow and swallowed all the smoke

and felt no ill effect, for he passed it through his body into an

underground passageway that Mole had dug. Man-Eagle was amazed and

asked what had become of the smoke. The Youth, going to the door,

showed him great clouds of dense smoke issuing from the four cardinal

points, and the monster saw that he had lost.

But Man-Eagle tried a second time with the hero. He brought two

deer-antlers, saying, "We will each choose one, and he who fails to

break the one he chooses loses." The antler which he laid down on the

northwest side was a real antler, but that on the southeast was an

imitation made of brittle wood. Spider Woman prompted the Youth to

demand the first choice, but Man-Eagle refused him that right. After

the youth had insisted four times, Man-Eagle yielded, and the hero

chose the brittle antler and tore its prongs asunder, but Man-Eagle

could not break the real antler, and thus lost a second time.

Man-Eagle had two fine, large pine trees growing near his house, and

said to the hero, "You choose one of these trees and I will take the

other, and whoever plucks one up by the roots shall win." Now Mole had

burrowed under one of them and had gnawed through all its roots,

cutting them off; and had run through his tunnel and was sitting at

its mouth, peering through the grass, anxious to see the Youth win.

The hero, with the help of his grandmother, chose the tree that Mole

had prepared and plucked it up, and threw it over the cliff, but

Man-Eagle struggled with the other tree and could not move it, so he

was unhappy in his third defeat.

Then Man-Eagle spread a great supply of food on the floor and said to

the Youth that he must eat all at one sitting. The Youth sat and ate

all the meat, bread, and porridge, emptying one food basin after

another, and showed no sign of being satisfied before all was

consumed; for Mole had again aided him and dug a large hole below to

receive it, and the Youth was a winner the fourth time.

Man-Eagle then made a great wood-pile and directed the Youth to sit

upon it, saying he would ignite it and that if he were unharmed he

would submit himself to the same test. The Youth took his allotted

place, and Man-Eagle set fire to the pile of wood at the four cardinal

points, and it speedily was ablaze. The arrow heads of which the flint

armor was made were coated with ice, which melted so that water

trickled down and prevented the Youth from being burnt, and all the

wood-pile was consumed, leaving the Youth unharmed.

The monster was filled with wonder and grieved very much when he saw

the Youth making another great pile of wood. Still thinking that he

wore his fire-proof suit, he mounted the wood-pile, which the Youth

lit at the four cardinal points. The fuel blazed up, and as soon as

the fire caught the imitation armor of gum, it ignited with a flash

and the monster was consumed. At the prompting of the Spider Woman,

the Youth approached the ashes, took the charm in his mouth, and

spurted it over them, when suddenly a handsome man arose. The Spider

Woman said to him, "Will you refrain from killing people, and will

you forsake your evil habits?" The Man-Eagle assented with a fervent

promise, and the Youth, rejoicing, ran to his wife, embraced her, and

set free all the captive women wives of the Hopi and other peoples, of

whom there were many. Eagle and Hawk carried them to the ground on

their broad pinions.

Over the plains and through the mountains roamed the Giant Elk. Many

times larger was he than an ordinary elk, and an enemy to the Hopi,

whom he slew with his great horns, laughing at their arrows and flint

knives.

No one was safe from this roaming monster, enemy to living beings, so

the Twins set out to have a trial of strength and skill with him. As

it chanced, the Giant Elk was lying down in a beautiful valley, under

the aspen trees of the San Francisco Mountains. Near the house of the

Youths was this valley, and as they sought to stalk the Giant Elk the

Mole met them and said, "Do not encounter him, for he is mighty and

may kill you; wait here and I will help you."

The Mole then excavated four chambers in the earth, one below another,

and made the Twins remain in the upper one. He dug a long tunnel and

coming up under the Elk, plucked a little soft hair from over his

heart, at which the Elk turned his head and looked down, but the Mole

said, "Be not angry, I only want a little soft hair to make a bed for

my children." So the Elk allowed him to continue the plucking. But the

Mole took away enough fur to leave the skin quite bare over the

heart, and expose the Elk to death. He then returned to the Twins and

told them what he had done, and they threw bolts of lightning and

wounded the Elk, who sprang to his feet and charged fiercely. But the

Twins concealed themselves in the upper chamber, and when the Elk

tried to gore them his horns were not long enough; again he charged,

and thrust his horns downward, but the Twins had safely retreated to

the second chamber; again he tried to reach them, but they were safe

in the third room. They retreated to the fourth chamber, and when the

Elk made another attempt he fell dead.

The Chipmunk who had witnessed the fight hurried up, and after

thanking the Twins said he had come to show them how to cut up the

monster's body, which with his sharp teeth he soon accomplished. One

of the Twins thanked Chipmunk, and, stooping, he dipped the tips of

the first two fingers of his right hand in the Elk's blood and drawing

them along the body of the Chipmunk, made on it the marks which he

still bears.

This is the story of how the Twins killed Chaveyo, who was a giant of

the old times, clad in armor made of flint and seeking always for

people to devour.

One day the Twins went to a great pool near Mt. Taylor, and soon

Chaveyo came there likewise; he knelt down and drank four times,

emptying the pool. He then arose and smelt the Twins and threw his

weapon at them, but one of the Twins sprang in the air and as the

weapon passed under him he caught it in his hand. Chaveyo then flung

his lightning at the hero, but one of the Twins caught this as he had

the weapon. The little war-god now flung his weapon at Chaveyo, but it

glanced off his flint shirt. Then the Youth threw the lightning, but

it only staggered him. After this they threw more lightning at

Chaveyo, which knocked him down and killed him outright.

Another story tells how the Twins visited the sun.

The Twins lived with Spider Woman, their mother, on the west side of

Mt. Taylor, and desired to see the home of their father. Spider Woman

gave them as a charm a kind of meal, and directed that when they met

the guardians of the home of the Sun, to chew a little and spurt it

upon them.

The Twins journeyed far to the sunrise where the Sun's home is entered

through a canyon in the sky. There Bear, Mountain Lion, Snake, and

Canyon Closing keep watch. The sky is solid in this place, and the

walls of the entrance are constantly opening and closing, and would

crush any unauthorized person who attempted to pass through.

As the Twins approached the ever-fierce watchers, the trail lay along

a narrow way; they found it led them to a place on one side of which

was the face of a vertical cliff, and on the other a precipice which

sunk sheer to the Below (Underworld). An old man sat there, with his

back against the wall and his knees drawn up close to his chin. When

they attempted to pass, the old man suddenly thrust out his legs,

trying to knock the passers over the cliff. But they leaped back and

saved themselves, and in reply to a protest the old man said his legs

were cramped and he simply extended them for relief. Whereupon the

hero remembered the charm which he had for the southwest direction,

and spurted it upon the old man, forcing the malignant old fellow to

remain quite still with legs drawn up, until the Twins had passed.

They then went on to the watchers, guardians of the entrance to the

Sun's house, whom they subdued in the same manner. They also spurted

the charm on the sides of the cliff, so that it ceased its

oscillations and remained open until they had passed.

These dangers being past, they entered the Sun's house and were

greeted by the Sun's wife, who laid them on a bed of mats. Soon Sun

came home from his trip through the underworld, saying,

I smell strange children here; when men go away their wives

receive the embraces of strangers. Where are the children whom you

have?

So she brought the Twins to him, and he put them in a flint oven and

made a hot fire. After a while, when he opened the door of the oven,

the Twins capered out laughing and dancing about his knees, and he

knew that they were his sons.[12]

[12] From "The Destruction of the Tusayan Monsters," by J.

Walter Fewkes; Journ. Amer. Folk-Lore, April-June, 1895, pp.

136-137.

Dr. J. Walter Fewkes says:

The Hopi, like many people, look back to a mythic time when they

believe their ancestors lived in a "paradise," a state or place

where food (corn) was plenty and rains abundant--a world of

perpetual summer and flowers. Their legends recount how, when corn

failed or rains ceased, culture heroes have sought this imaginary

or ideal ancestral home to learn the "medicine" which blessed this

happy land. Each sacerdotal society tells the story of its own

hero, who generally brought from that land a bride who transmitted

to her son the knowledge of the altars, songs, and prayers which

forced the crops to grow and the rains to fall in her native

country. To become thoroughly conversant with the rites he marries

the maid, since otherwise at his death they would be lost, as

knowledge of the "medicine" is transmitted not through his clan,

but to the child of his wife. So the Snake hero brought the Snake

maid (Corn-rain girl) from the underworld, the Flute hero, her

sister, the Little War God the _Lakone mana_. A _Katcina_ hero, in

the old times, on a rabbit hunt, came to a region where there was

no snow. There he saw other _Katcina_ people dancing amidst

beautiful gardens. He received melons from them and carrying them

home told a strange story of a people who inhabited a country

where there were flowering plants in midwinter. The hero and a

comrade were sent back and they stayed with these people,

returning home loaded with fruit during February. They had learned

the songs of those with whom they had lived and taught them in the

kiva of their own people.[13]

[13] The Journ. Amer. Eth. and Arch., Vol. II, p. 152. The

Kachina hero in this story would appear not to have brought a

wife from this people.

Most of the migration traditions are full of mythic elements which

have been incorporated with what has often been found to be veritable

history. One of these, recounting the wanderings of certain Southern

clans, is given by Dr. Fewkes.

At the Red House in the south internecine wars prevailed, and the

two branches of the Patki people separated from the other Hopi and

determined to return to the fatherland in the north. But these two

branches were not on the best of terms, and they traveled

northward by separate routes, the (later settlers of) Miconinovi

holding to the east of the (later settlers of) Walpi.

The Patki traveled north until they came to the Little Colorado

River, and built houses on its banks. After living there many

years the factional dissensions, which seem to have ever haunted

these people, again broke out, and the greater portion of them

withdrew still farther north and built villages the ruins of which

are still discernable not far from the site of the villages their

descendants inhabit at present.

The Squash (Miconinovi) also trended slowly northward, occupying,

like all their legendary movements, a protracted period of

indefinite length--years during which they planted and built homes

alternating with years of devious travel. They grew lax in the

observance of festivals, and Muinwu inflicted punishment upon

them. He caused the water to turn red, and the color of the people

also turned red; he then changed the water to blue, and the people

changed to a similar color. The Snow _katcina_ appeared and urged

them to return to their religion, but they gave no heed to him, so

he left them and took away corn. _Muinwu_ then sent _Palulukon_

who killed rabbits and poured their blood in the springs and

streams, and all the water was changed to blood and the people

were stricken with a plague. They now returned to their religious

observances, and danced and sang, but none of the deities would

listen to them.

A horned _katcina_ appeared to the oldest woman and told her that

on the following morning the oldest man should go out and procure

a root, and that she and a young virgin of her clan should eat it.

After a time she (the old woman) would give birth to a son who

would marry the virgin, and their offspring would redeem the

people. The old woman and the virgin obeyed the _katcina_, and the

former gave birth to a son who had two horns upon his head. The

people would not believe that the child was of divine origin; they

called it a monster and killed it.

After this all manner of distressing punishments were inflicted

upon them, and wherever they halted, the grass immediately

withered and dried. Their wanderings brought them to the foot of

the San Francisco Mountains, where they dwelt for a long time, and

at that place the virgin gave birth to a daughter who had a little

knob on each side of her forehead. They preserved this child, and

when she had grown to be a woman, the horned _katcina_ appeared

and announced to her that she would give birth to horned twins,

who would bring rain and remove the punishment from their people.

This woman was married, and the twins, a boy and a girl, were

born; but she concealed their divine origin, fearing they would be

destroyed.

The _Patun_ (Squash) now moved to the Little Colorado, where they

built houses and met some of the _Patki_ people to whom they

related their distresses. A wise man of the _Patki_ came over to

see them, and on seeing the twins at once pronounced them to be

the _Alosaka_. They had no horns up to this time, but as soon as

this announcement was made, their horns became visible and the

twins then spoke to the people and said it had been ordained that

they were to be unable to help their people until the people

themselves discovered who they were. The _Patun_ were so enraged

to think that the _Alosaka_ had been with them, unknown so many

years, that they killed them, and still greater sufferings ensued.

They again repented, and carved two stone images of the _Alosaka_

which they painted and decked with feathers and sought to

propitiate the mother. She was full of pity for her people and

prayed to the Sky-god to relieve them. A period elapsed in which

their troubles were in great measure abated.

The _Patun_ then sought to join the _Patki_ clans, but the _Patki_

would not permit this, and compelled them to keep east of Awatobi.

Many ruins of phratry and family houses of the _Patun_ people

exist on the small watercourses north of the Puerco at various

distances eastward from the present village of Walpi. The nearest

are almost fifteen miles, the farthest about fifty miles.

Their wandering course was now stayed. When they essayed to move

farther eastward, a nomadic hunting race who occupied that region

besought them not to advance farther. Their evil notoriety had

preceded them, and the nomads feared the maleficent influence of

their neighborhood. It would seem, however, that instead of

hostile demonstrations the nomads entered into a treaty with them,

offering to pay tribute of venison, roots, and grass-seeds, if

they would abstain from traversing and blighting their land, to

which the _Patun_ agreed.

But these unfortunate wretches were soon again embroiled in

factional warfare which finally involved all the Hopi, and the

stone images of the _Alosaka_ were lost or destroyed. Famine and

pestilence again decimated them, until finally the _Alosaka

katcina_ appeared to them and instructed them to carve two wooden

images, but threatening them that if these images should be lost

or destroyed, all the people would die.

Many other but widely divergent legends exist regarding the _Alosaka_,

a number of which are associated with the pueblo of Awatobi, which was

formerly one of the most populous Hopi towns. At one time this village

experienced drought and famine, and _Alosaka_, from his home in the

San Francisco Mountains, observed the trouble of the people. Disguised

as a youth he visited Awatobi and became enamored with a maiden of

that town. Several times he visited her, but no one knew whence he

came or whither he went, for his trail no one could follow. The

parents of the girl at last discovered that he came on the rainbow,

and recognized him as a divine being. The children of this maid were

horned beings, or _Alosakas_, but their identity was not at first

recognized.

Like all the cultus heroes, _Alosaka_ is said, in legends, to have

been miraculously born of a virgin. His father was the Sun, his mother

an Earth-goddess, sometimes called a maiden. Like many gods, he

traveled on the rainbow; he lived at Tawaki, the house of his father,

the Sun, or the San Francisco Mountains.[14]

[14] The Alosaka Cult of the Hopi Indians, by J. Walter Fewkes;

American Anthropologist (N. S.), Vol. I, July, 1899, pp.

535-539.

There is another tradition of the clans that moved from the southward

collected by the late A. M. Stephen from no less a personage than

Anowita (p. 208), who was chief of the Cloud people. The tradition is

as follows:

We did not come direct to this region [Tusayan],--we had no fixed

intention as to where we should go. We are the Patki nyumu, and we

dwelt at Palatkwabi [Red land] where the agave grows high and

plentiful; perhaps it was in the region the Americans call Gila

valley, but of that I am not certain. It was far south of here,

and a large river flowed past our village, which was large, and

the houses were high, and a strange thing happened there.

Our people were not living peaceably at that time, we were

quarreling among ourselves, over huts and other things, I have

heard, but who can tell what caused their quarrels? There was a

famous hunter of our people, and he cut off the tips from the

antlers of the deer which he killed and [wore them for a necklace]

he always carried them. He lay down in a hollow in the court of

the village, as if he had died, but our people doubted this; they

thought he was only shamming death, yet they covered him up with

earth. Next day his extended hand protruded, the four fingers

erect, and the first day after that one finger disappeared [was

doubled up?]; each day a finger disappeared, until on the fourth

day his hand was no longer visible and the old people thought

that he dug down to the underworld with the horn tips.

On the fifth day water spouted up from the hole where his hand had

been and it spread over everywhere. On the sixth day, _Palulukona_

[the Serpent Deity] protruded from this hole and looked around in

every direction. All the lower ground was covered and many were

drowned, but most of our people had fled to some knolls not far

from the village and which were not yet submerged.

When the old men saw _Palulukona_ they asked him what he wanted,

because they knew he had caused this flood; and _Palulukona_ said,

"I want you to give me a youth and a maiden." The elders consulted

and then selected the handsomest youth and fairest maid and

arrayed them in their finest apparel, the youth with a white kilt

and paroquet plume, and the maid with a fine blue tunic and white

mantle. These children wept and besought their parents not to send

them to _Palulukona_, but an old chief said, "You must go; do not

be afraid: I will guide you." And he led them toward the village

court and stood at the edge of the water, but sent the children

wading in toward _Palulukona_, and when they had reached the

center of the court where _Palulukona_ was the deity, the children

disappeared. The water then rushed down after them, through a

great cavity, and the earth quaked and many houses tumbled down,

and from this cavity a great mound of dark rock protruded. This

rock mound was glossy and of all colors; it was beautiful, and, as

I have been told, it still remains there.

The White Mountain Apache have told me that they know a place in the

south where the old houses surround a great rock, and the land in the

vicinity is wet and boggy.

We traveled northward from _Palatkwabi_ and continued to travel

just as long as any strength was left in the people,--as long as

they had breath. During these journeys we would halt only for one

day at a time. Then our chief planted corn in the morning and the

dragonfly came and hovered over the stalks and by noon the corn

was ripe; before sunset it was quite dry and the stalks, fell

over, and in whichever way they pointed, in that direction we

traveled.

When anyone became ill, or when children fretted and cried, or the

young people became homesick the Coiyal Katcina (a youth and a

maiden) came and danced before them; then the sick got well,

children laughed, and sad ones became cheerful. We would continue

to travel until everyone was thoroughly worn out, then we would

halt and build houses and plant, remaining perhaps many years. One

of these places where we lived is not far from San Carlos, in a

valley, and another is on a mesa near a spring called Coyote Water

by the Apache.

When we came to the valley of the Little Colorado, south of where

Winslow now is, we built houses and lived there; then we crossed

to the northern side of the valley and built houses at Homolobi.

This was a good place for a time, but a plague of flies came and

bit the suckling children, causing many of them to die, so we left

there and traveled to Cipa (near Kuma spring). Finally we found

the Hopi, some going to each of the villages except Awatobi; none

went there.[15]

[15] Cosmos Mindeleff, 13th Annual Report of the Bureau of

American Ethnology, pp. 188-189.

The figure of a hand with extended fingers is very common, in the

vicinity of ruins, as a rock etching, and also is frequently seen

daubed on the rocks with colored pigments or white clay. These are

vestiges of a test formerly practiced by the young men who aspired for

admission to the fraternity of the Calako. The Calako is a trinity of

two women and a man from whom the Hopi obtained the first corn, and of

whom the following legend is told:

There was neither springs nor streams, although water was so near

the surface that it could be found by pulling up a tuft of grass.

The people had but little food, however, and they besought

Masauwuh to help them, but he could not.

There came a little old man, a dwarf, who said that he had two

sisters who were the wives of Calako, and it might be well to

petition them. So they prepared an altar, every man making a

_paho_, and these were set in the ground so as to encircle a sand

hillock, for this occurred before houses were known.

Masauwuh's brother came and told them that when Calako came to the

earth's surface wherever he placed his foot a deep chasm was made,

then they brought to the altar a huge rock, on which Calako might

stand, and they set it between the two _pahos_ placed for his

wives. Then the people got their rattles and stood around the

altar, each man in front of his own _paho_; but they stood in

silence, for they knew no song with which to invoke this strange

god. They stood there for a long while, for they were afraid to

begin the ceremonies, until a young lad, selecting the largest

rattle, began to shake it and sing. Presently a sound like

rushing water was heard, but no water was seen; a sound also like

great winds, but the air was perfectly still, and it was seen that

the rock was pierced with a great hole through the center. The

people were frightened and ran away, all save the young lad who

had sung the invocation.

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