HE-WHO-WAS-BORN-FROM-HIS-MOTHER’S-SIDE

[Told by John Sky of Those-born-at-Skedans]

She was a chief’s child. She was a woman. [430] When she went out, they

braced the hanging door open for her, and she went out frequently.

[431] One day, when she came in, the stick slipped off, and the edge of

the door touched her upon the side and made her sore there. By and by a

hole appeared there, and, when the town people came to know that, her

father gave orders to abandon her. Next day they left her.

Then she went down to the saltwater and washed her [sore]. There she

put medicine upon it. One day, when she was washing, some bloody

looking matter stuck out. And she was unable to pull it out. Then she

again put medicine upon it and crept up to the house.

Next day she crept down to the water again, and, while she was washing

it, she again pulled at it with her finger nails. Lo, she pulled it

out. Then she laid it upon a stone, and, after she had put medicine on

herself, picked it up and moved toward the house. Then she bent pieces

of cedar bark, placed it in them, and put it side of the house outside.

Now she went to bed. While her back was turned to the fire a child

cried. Then she rose quickly and, without standing up, ran out. And

something inside the thing she had bent together was crying. She

looked. A child lay in it. And, after she had taken it out, she washed

it. Then she reared it. She had it as a companion.

And very soon he began to creep. Before he had eaten anything he began

to walk. One day he started to cry. He said: “Ha ʟ̣” [432] Then she made

a bow for him. She used a young hemlock limb. When it was finished, she

gave it to him. After he had looked at it he put it into the fire. She

made them for him out of all kinds of wood. Each time he did the same

thing.

By and by she made one for him out of real yew. Wā-ā-ā-ā-ā′, it looked

red. It was pretty. After he had looked at that, too, for a while he

threw it into the fire, and the blunt-pointed arrows along with it.

Then she pounded out copper for him. She hammered a string on so that

it could not be removed. She also hammered out two arrows. One had the

figure of a weasel. The other had the figure of a mouse on it. When she

handed these to him he did not look at them. He at once went off.

After he had been gone for some time, he brought in some wrens [433]

and said to his mother: “Pick and eat them.” Then his mother picked

them and steamed them. When they were cooked she ate them. His mother

tried to have him eat some. But he shook his head. He absolutely

refused.

Then he again went off. He came back. He brought many song sparrows,

[434] and his mother steamed them and ate. But he did not eat. Next day

he went off again. He brought in a number of mallard, [435] and his

mother plucked and singed them. She pulled them apart and ate one.

And next day he started off again. He brought in a number of geese.

[436] He went off the next day. He brought a white porpoise, [437] and

he brought a hair seal. [438] The day after he brought a whale. [439]

He had stopped hunting birds.

Then he started off again. He stayed away longer than usual and brought

in many flickers. [440] Then he said to his mother: “After you have

skinned these, lay the sinews on one side.” Then his mother skinned

them and laid the sinews on one side. And, after she had finished, she

placed them together. She made five rows, and she sewed them together

with their own sinews. After she had finished he shook it. The flickers

upon it went flying back and forth.

Then he stretched his mother’s house. He set up two planks in the rear

of the house. Between them he hung the blanket.

Next day he went out and brought home woodpeckers. [441] Then she

treated those in the same way in order to make a blanket. After she had

finished he went to it and shook it. Upon that, too, the birds flew

about in a flock. Then he went to bed. He ate nothing all that time.

All that time he fasted.

Then he again set out. After he had stayed away longer than before he

brought in a bunch of tanagers. [442] Those, too, his mother made [into

a blanket]. When it was finished, he also went to that. He shook it.

Those also flew about upon it. He laid that, too, on top of [the

planks] in the rear of the house.

Next day he started off again and brought home a bunch of

sixᴀsʟdᴀ′lgaña. [443] Those his mother also sewed into a blanket. And,

when it was finished, he shook it. They flew about upon it. He laid

that upon [the planks] also.

The next day he went out again. [He got] blue jays, [444] and his

mother sewed those together.

After that he again started off. After he had been absent for some time

he returned with the daughter of He-who-travels-behind-us, [445] whom

he had married.

After he had lived with her a while, one morning he continued to lie

abed. While he was still in bed, something went along under his pillow

talking. “He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side, are you awake? Do you

not feel that the supernatural beings, whom people are afraid even to

think of, are gathering together against you?”

Then he ran out. He saw nothing. And he went out again. He pulled along

an old man and made him sit at the end of the town. That was Heron,

[446] they say.

One day he was again lying in bed. Then something passed under his

pillow saying the same words as before. Then he seized his bow and went

out. After he had looked about on the surface of the salt water he

glanced upward. A thunderbird flew about above the town. It carried

[his grandfather’s] town in its claws.

Then he went to the old man and said to him: “Grandfather, they are

coming after me.” “What is the bow of the canoe like?” “A thunderbird

is flying about above the town. He carries a town in his talons.” And

the old man said to him: “Now, brave man, shoot it with arrows.”

Now he shot it with the one that had the figure of a mouse upon it, and

it dropped the town. Lo and behold! he (the thunderbird) burst. [447]

He put together their bones. If any of them was wanting, he repaired it

with salmon-berry bushes. Then he went home. He had restored his

grandfather’s town.

Again he lay in bed in the morning. Again something, passing beneath

his pillow, said: “He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side, are you

awake? Do you not feel that the supernatural beings, whom people are

afraid even to think of, are coming together against you?” Then he

seized his bow quickly and ran out. And around a point at one end of

the town came ten canoes with red bows.

Then he went over to his grandfather. “Grandfather, they are coming to

fight with me by sea.” And his grandfather asked him what the bows of

the canoes looked like. He told him that the bows of the canoes were

red. “Now, brave man, have the town people pull î′nłîñ [448] out of the

ground and spread it before them.” And he did as he had said. In a

short time they rolled their eyes upward. Those were the silver salmon,

[449] they say.

Still another time, while he was lying down, something passing under

his pillow spoke the same words as before. Then he picked up his bow

and ran out. And he looked at those who were coming. The bows of their

canoes had vertical stripes.

Then he again went to his grandfather. “They are coming by sea to fight

with me.” And he said: “Stop! brave man, what are the bows of their

canoes like?” “The bows of their canoes have vertical stripes on them.”

“Now, brave man, have the town pull up î′nłîñ and throw it about before

them.” And so he had it done. At once their eyes were rolled upward.

They were the dog salmon, [450] they say.

He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side made them cowards by putting

î′nłîñ-teeth[448] into their mouths.

After another space of time had elapsed, something again said as it had

said before: “He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side, are you awake? Do

you not feel that the supernatural beings, whom people are afraid even

to think of, are coming together against you?” Then he picked up his

bow and ran out. Again there were ten canoes with red paintings on

their bows.

Then he went to his grandfather. “They are coming after me by sea,

grandfather.” “Stop! brave man, what are the bows of their canoes

like?” “They have red paintings upon them.” Then he said to him: “Have

the urine in this town gathered together and hot stones put into it.

Then have it spilled about in front of them.” And so he did. Those were

the sand fleas, [451] they say.

By and by, something went along under his pillow, saying the same thing

it had said before, and he again laid hold of his bow. Again ten canoes

with their bows painted red were coming along.

Then he started off to his grandfather. “They are coming against me by

sea.” “What, brave man, what do the bows of their canoes look like?”

“The canoe bows have red paintings on them.” “Do the same way you did

when you destroyed the others.” Then he again spilled urine around in

front of them. Again their dead bodies lay around thickly. These were

the fleas,[451] they say.

And he again lay in bed. Something passed hurriedly under his pillow.

“He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side, are you awake? Do you not feel

that the supernatural beings, whom people do not even like to think of,

are assembled against you?” He quickly took his bow. He looked in the

direction from whence they had always come. Nothing was to be seen.

Then he also looked upward. There was nothing in sight. Then he looked

toward the edges of the sky. Lo! a great fire came toward him upon the

surface of the ocean. [452]

Then he went to the old man. “Grandfather, they are coming to me by

sea.” “What do the canoe bows look like?” “The edges of the sky come

burning.” “Alas! Alas! I wonder what will happen. Now, brave man,

scatter the bones of the town people about in front of the town and

stand the sides and ends of the grave boxes on their edges in front of

the houses. People always endeavor to stop it that way, brave man.”

And, after it had come along burning for a while, it came to the human

bones. After some time had passed it burned through. It burned through

in another place. By and by it came landward faster, without having

been stopped. When it reached the sides and ends of the grave boxes it

stopped there also.

He put on his five blankets and put his mother in his armpit. His wife

he put in the knot in his hair. Then he walked about behind [the

boxes]. After some time those were also thrown down by the fire.

Immediately he started off.

After he had gone toward the middle of this island for a while,

something said to him: “This way, grandson; my house is strong.” At

once he turned thither. He entered the house and sat down. While he sat

there the noise of burning sounded on top of his house. After a while a

red hole was burned through the roof of his house. Then they pulled him

up. They struck him from behind with their fists. When he bent over to

go out one of his blankets was burned off. That was

Fallen-tree-lying-with-one-end-in-the-water whose house he was in.

After he had gone on for a while [something said]: “This way, grandson;

my house is strong.” Then he entered and sat down. The roof of that was

also burned through. Then they pushed him out. When he was burned

another blanket was burned off. That was Yellow-cedar’s house, they

say.

After he had run for some time longer something else called to him,

“This way, grandson; my house is strong.” He entered and sat down.

After it had burned on the roof of the house for a while there was

again a red hole there. Then they pushed him out. Another one was lost.

That was Yew’s house, they say.

After he had run about something else called him in. “Come in,

grandson; my house is strong.” And he went in and sat down. After he

had sat there a while there was again a red hole in the house. Then

they pushed him out. Another blanket was burned off. This was Spruce’s

[453] house, they say.

And, after he had gone some time longer, something called him in. “This

way, grandson; my house is strong.” He entered and sat down. After he

had sat there for a while there was another red hole in the roof of the

house. Then they drove him out with their fists. When he bent down to

go out, a blanket was burned off. His mother was also burned away. That

was Rock’s house, they say.

And, after he had gone on a while longer, something else called him in,

“This way, grandson; my house is very strong.” Then he went in and sat

down. The noise of fire was heard on the roof for a while, and, when it

stopped, he went out. That was Swamp’s house, they say.

After he had wandered about upon this island for a while he heard the

sound of a hammer. He went thither. Lo! an old man was repairing a

canoe with cedar limbs. Where it had not had a crack he split it with

his wedge. He made holes about this with his gimlet and sewed the place

together again.

After he had looked at him a while, he stole his gimlet and went under

a clump of ferns with it. Then the old man hunted for his gimlet. Then

he put his finger nails into his mouth. Presently he said: “Grandson,

if it is you, come to me. News has come about you that Burning-sky

pursued you for your five blankets.”

Then he went to him. He gave him his gimlet. It was old and rotten,

they say. Then he made one for him. He also gave him a whetstone. Then

he picked up two creeks near the town and told him to look on

attentively. “Now, grandfather, act as you are going to when common

surface birds [454] get food for themselves.” Then he made him a beak

out of the creeks. He also gave him some feather clothing. And he said

to him: “Now, grandfather, practice.” [455]

So [Heron] flew away. He sat on a kelp floating about in front of the

burned town. After he had sat watching for a while he speared something

with his beak. An eel was moving in his mouth. He swallowed it. Then he

flew away again and sat near the canoe.

Then he said to him: “Now, grandson, come with me. Go out and look for

your blankets again. Those on the other side are not chiefs. Now,

grandson, go and get the canoe. You are going to see your blankets.”

The old man got into the stern also, and they went oceanward.

They went, went, went a while and came to his town, to Burning-sky’s

town. Then they came down to meet him. Part of them also filled the

house as if something had poured into it. And they said to one another:

“They say he has brought his nephew, Sandhill-crane, [456] to dance.”

And he gave him these directions: “When I go in look toward the rear of

the house. After your poor nephew has danced go over and get your

blankets. And you will also get your mother neatly.”

Then he landed. He went up. And he had a little box in his hand. He had

a baton. When he got inside, he stretched himself. Lo! his blankets

were hung in the rear of the house. His mother also sat in front of

them. He sat down in the middle of the side of the house. The house had

ten rows of retaining timbers.

Then he hunted in his small box. He took his nephew out of it,

wā-ā-ā-ā-ā. And he stood him up. He began dancing. He took the end of

his wing in his mouth. After he had moved backward a while, the people

in the house [said] “S-s-s-s-s-s” [with pleasure]. Those on the top

step went to sleep at the sight.

After he had danced a while, he stuck his baton up, took [his nephew]

and threw him at it. At once he was a weasel [457] climbing up on it.

Again they said “S-s-s-s-s-s.” The next row went to sleep.

And he again picked him up and threw him at the baton. He became a

woodpecker[441] and climbed up it. Again those in the house said,

“S-s-s-s-s-s.” The next row below went to sleep.

By and by he picked him up again. He threw him at it. He climbed up as

a California creeper. [458] Again [they said], “S-s-s-s-s-s.” Again [a

row] went to sleep.

Then he took his baton and put it back into the box. “Enough. I think

he has danced a long time.” He put him away. Then

He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side went to the rear of the house,

put on his blankets, and took his mother. Then the old man went out

quickly. They got into the canoe and went off.

When they were halfway home it came burning after them again. When it

got near, he breathed toward it, and it stopped. Then they came home,

and he went up.

Again his five blankets were burned off, and his mother as well. He

reached for his wife. She, too, was gone. They took her away from him

to marry her, they say.

Then he wandered on aimlessly. After he had gone along a while he let

himself fall to the ground and wept. He looked toward the forest. All

the trees wept with him. Then he looked seaward. All the fishes beneath

its surface wept with him. Now he had his fill of crying and went on

again.

After he had wandered on for a while [he heard] some people laughing

and talking. And he went thither. They were trying to shoot leaves off

of a big tree. As soon as they had shot one down they ate it. When he

got there they moved back from it.

“He-who-was-born-from-his-mother’s-side is going to shoot,” they said.

Then he shot at it. He shot it near the base. It began to fall. He made

the supernatural beings rejoice by his shot. And he said, “Take care of

its eggs (seeds). I will let my cousin, Cloud-woman, take off the head

[of seeds].” [459] That was tobacco, they say.

Then they sent for her, and she came by canoe. She took all of its

eggs. These she began to plant. They were spread all over this island.

This short story is given as if it were a purely Haida myth, but from

an abstract of another version obtained in 1878 by Dr. G. M. Dawson it

would seem possible that it came originally from the mainland. The

abstract referred to runs as follows:

“Long ago the Indians (first people or ancient people—thlin-thloo-hait)

had no tobacco, and one plant only existed, growing somewhere far

inland in the interior of the Stickeen country. This plant was caused

to grow by the deity, and was like a tree, very large and tall. With a

bow and arrows a man shot at its summit, where the seed was, and at

last brought down one or two seeds, which he carried away, carefully

preserved, and sowed in the following spring. From the plants thus

procured all the tobacco afterward cultivated sprung.” (Dawson’s Report

on the Queen Charlotte Islands, Montreal, 1880.)

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