Anihä′ya atani′tă′nu′nawa′,
Häthi′na hesûna′nĭn,
Häthi′na hesûna′nĭn,
Da‛chä′-ihi′na he′sûna′nĭn,
Da‛chä′-ihi′na he′sûna′nĭn—Ih! Ih!
_Translation_
I use the yellow (paint),
I use the yellow (paint),
Says the father,
Says the father,
In order to please me, the father,
In order to please me, the father—_Ih! Ih!_
The meaning of this song is somewhat obscure. It seems to be a message
from the messiah to the effect that he paints himself with yellow
paint, because it pleases him, the inference being that it would please
him to have his children do the same. Those who take part in the sun
dance are usually painted yellow, that being the color of the sun. This
song is peculiar in having at the end two sharp yelps, in the style of
the ordinary songs of the warrior dances.
54. +Ni′naä′niahu′tawa bi′taa′wu+
A′-näni′sa′na, a′-näni′sa′na,
Ni′naä′niahu′tawa bi′taa′wu,
Ni′naä′niahu′tawa bi′taa′wu,
A′-tini′chi′ni′na nä′nisa′na,
A′-tini′chi′ni′na nä′nisa′na,
Häthi′na hesûna′nĭn,
Häthi′na hesûna′nĭn.
_Translation_
My children, my children,
I am flying about the earth,
I am flying about the earth.
I am a bird, my children,
I am a bird, my children,
Says the father,
Says the father.
In this song the messiah, addressing his children, is represented as a
bird (crow?) flying about the whole earth, symbolic of his omniscience.
The song has one or two variants.
55. +I′nita′ta′-usä′na+
I′nita′ta′-usä′na,
I′nita′ta′-usä′na.
Hä′tini′tubibä′ hu′hu,
Hä′tini′tubibä′ hu′hu.
Hä′tina′ha′wa′bä hu′hu,
Hä′tina′ha′wa′bä hu′hu.
_Translation_
Stand ready,
Stand ready.
(So that when) the crow calls you,
(So that when) the crow calls you.
You will see him,
You will see him.
This song was composed by Little Raven, one of the delegation of seven
from the southern Arapaho and Cheyenne which visited the messiah in
Nevada in August, 1891. It is a message to the believers to be ready
for the near coming of the new earth. The first line is sometimes sung
_I′nita′ta-u′sä-hu′na_.
56. +Wa′wäthä′bi+
Nä′nisa′na-ŭ′, nä′nisa′na-ŭ′,
Wa′wäthä′bichä′chinĭ′nabä′nagu′wa-u′i′naga′thi—He′e′ye′!
Häthi′na ne′nahu′,
Häthi′na ne′nahu′.
_Translation_
My children, my children,
I have given you magpie feathers again to wear on your heads—_He′e′ye′!_
Thus says our mother,
Thus says our mother.
This song affords a good specimen of the possibilities of Indian word
building. The second word might serve as a companion piece to Mark
Twain’s picture of a complete word in German. It consists of seventeen
syllables, all so interwoven to complete the sense of the word sentence
that no part can be separated from the rest without destroying the
whole. The verbal part proper indicates that “I have given you (plural)
a headdress again.” The final syllables, _wa-u′i-naga′thi_, show that
the headdress consists of the tail feathers (_wagathi_) of the magpie
(_wa-u-i_). The syllable _cha_ implies repetition or return of action,
this being probably not the first time that the messiah had given
magpie feathers to his visitors.
The magpie (_Pica hudsonica_ or _mittalii_) of the Rocky mountains
and Sierra Nevada and the intermediate region of Nevada and Utah is
perhaps the most conspicuous bird in the Paiute country. It bears a
general resemblance to a crow or blackbird, being about the size of
the latter, and jet black, with the exception of the breast, which
is white, and a white spot on each wing. In its tail are two long
feathers with beautiful changeable metallic luster. It is a home bird,
frequenting the neighborhood of the Paiute camps in small flocks. It
is held sacred among the Paiute, by whom the long tail feathers are
as highly prized for decorative purposes as eagle feathers are among
the tribes of the plains. The standard price for such feathers in 1891
was 25 cents a pair. The delegates who crossed the mountains to visit
the messiah brought back with them quantities of these feathers, which
thenceforth filled an important place in the ceremonial of the Ghost
dance. In fact they were so eagerly sought after that the traders
undertook to meet the demand, at first by importing genuine magpie
feathers from the mountains, but later by fraudulently substituting
selected crow feathers from the east at the same price.
The song is also peculiar in referring to the messiah as “my mother”
(_nena_) instead of “our father” (_hesûnanin_), as usual.
57. +Ani′qa hĕ′tabi′nuhu′ni′na+
Ani′qa hĕ′tabi′nuhu′ni′na,
Ani′qa hĕ′tabi′nuhu′ni′na.
Hatăna′wunăni′na hesûna′nĭn,
Hatăna′wunăni′na hesûna′nĭn.
Ha′tăni′ni′ahu′hi′na he′sûna′nĭn,
Ha′tăni′ni′ahu′hi′na he′sûna′nĭn.
_Translation_
My father, I am poor,
My father, I am poor.
Our father is about to take pity on me,
Our father is about to take pity on me.
Our father is about to make me fly around.
Our father is about to make me fly around.
This song refers to the present impoverished condition of the Indians,
and to their hope that he is now about to take pity on them and remove
them from this dying world to the new earth above; the feathers worn
on their heads in the dance being expected to act as wings, as already
explained, to enable them to fly to the upper regions.
58. +Nä′nisa′taqu′thi hu′na+
Nä′nisa′taqu′thi hu′na—Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!
Nä′nisa′taqu′thi hu′na—Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!
Hi′bithi′ni′na gasi′tu—Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!
Hi′bithi′ni′na gasi′tu—Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!
_Translation_
The seven crows—_Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!_
The seven crows—_Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!_
They are flying about the carrion—_Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!_
They are flying about the carrion—_Hi′ă hi′ni′ni′!_
In this song the dreamer tells of his trance visit to the spirit world,
where he found his friends busily engaged cutting up the meat after
a successful buffalo hunt, while the crows were hovering about the
carrion. Four and seven are the constant sacred numbers of the Ghost
dance, as of Indian ritual and story generally.
59. +Ahu′nä he′sûna′nĭn+
Ahu′nä he′sûna′nĭn—
Ahu′nä he′sûna′nĭn—
Ni′tabä′tani′ bäta′hina′ni,
Ni′tabä′tani′ bäta′hina′ni,
Ha′kă hä′sabini′na he′sûna′nĭn,
Ha′kă hä′sabini′na he′sûna′nĭn.
_Translation_
There is our father—
There is our father—
We are dancing as he wishes (makes) us to dance,
We are dancing as he wishes (makes) us to dance,
Because our father has so commanded us,
Because our father has so commanded us.
The literal meaning of the last line is “because our father has given
it to us,” the prairie idiom for directing or commanding being to “give
a road” or to “make a road” for the one thus commanded. To disobey is
to “break the road” and to depart from the former custom is to “make a
new road.” The idea is expressed in the same way both in the various
spoken languages and in the sign language.
60. +Ga′awa′hu+
Ga′awa′hu, ga′awa′hu,
Ni′hii′nä gu′shi′nä,
Ni′hii′nä gu′shi′nä.
A′tanä′tähinä′na,
A′tanä′tähinä′na.
_Translation_
The ball, the ball—
You must throw it swiftly,
You must throw it swiftly.
I want to win,
I want to win.
The author of this song was a woman who in her trance vision saw her
girl friends in the other world playing the ball game, as described in
song number 7. In this case, however, her partner is urged to _throw_
the ball, instead of to strike it.
61. +Ahu′ ni′higa′hu+
Ahu′ ni′higa′hu,
Ahu′ ni′higa′hu.
Ha′tani′ni′tani′na,
Ha′tani′ni′tani′na.
_Translation_
The Crow is running,
The Crow is running.
He will hear me.
He will hear me.
This song implies that the Crow (messiah) is quick to hear the prayer
of the dancer and comes swiftly to listen to his petition.
62. +Ya′thä-yû′na ta′na-u′qahe′na+
Ne′sûna′—He′e′ye′!
Ne′sûna′—He′e′ye′!
Ya′thä-yûna ta′na-u′qahe′na—He′e′ye′!
Ya′thä-yûna ta′na-u′qahe′na—He′e′ye′!
Ta′bini′na hi′ticha′ni—He′e′ye′!
Ta′bini′na hi′ticha′ni—He′e′ye′!
Bi′taa′wu ta′thi′aku′tawa′—He′e′ye′!
Bi′taa′wu ta′thi′aku′tawa′—He′e′ye′!
_Translation_
My father—_He′e′ye′!_
My father—_He′e′ye′!_
He put me in five places—_He′e′ye′!_
He put me in five places—_He′e′ye′!_
I stood upon the earth—_He′e′ye′!_
I stood upon the earth—_He′e′ye′!_
The author of this song tells how in his trance he went up to the other
world, where he stood upon the new earth and saw the messiah, who took
him around to five different places and gave him a pipe. The number
five may here have some deeper mythic meaning besides that indicated in
the bare narrative.
63. +Ni′naäqa′wa chibä′ti+
Ni′naäqa′wa chibä′ti,
Ni′naäqa′wa chibä′ti.
Ha′-ina′tä be′yi thi′äya′na,
Ha′-ina′tä be′yi thi′äya′na.
_Translation_
I am going around the sweat-house,
I am going around the sweat-house.
The shell lies upon the mound,
The shell lies upon the mound.
The maker of this song saw in his vision a sweat-house with a white
shell lying upon the mound in front, where a buffalo skull is usually
placed. The song evidently refers to some interesting religious
ceremony, but was heard only once, and from a young man who could
give no fuller explanation. I have never seen a shell used in this
connection. It may be, as suggested by Reverend H. R. Voth, that the
word shell is really a figurative expression for skull. In the old
days the whole buffalo head was used, instead of the mere skull.
64. +Hise′hi, hise′hi+
Hise′hi, hise′hi,
Hä′tine′bäku′tha′na,
Hä′tine′bäku′tha′na,
Häti′ta-u′seta′na,
Häti′ta-u′seta′na.
_Translation_
My comrade, my comrade,
Let us play the awl game,
Let us play the awl game,
Let us play the dice game,
Let us play the dice game.
The woman who composed this song tells how, on waking up in the spirit
world, she met there a party of her former girl companions and sat down
with them to play the two games universally popular with the women of
all the prairie tribes.
[Illustration: +Fig. 95+—Diagram of awl game.]
The first is called _nĕ′bäku′thana_ by the Arapaho and _tsoñä_ or
“awl game” (from _tsoñ_, an awl) by the Kiowa, on account of an awl,
the Indian woman’s substitute for a needle, being used to keep record
of the score. The game is becoming obsolete in the north, but is the
everyday summer amusement of the women among the Kiowa, Comanche, and
Apache in the southern plains. It is very amusing on account of the
unforeseen “rivers” and “whips” that are constantly turning up to
disappoint the expectant winner, and a party of women will frequently
sit around the blanket for half a day at a time, with a constant ripple
of laughter and good-humored jokes as they follow the chances of the
play. It would make a very pretty picnic game, or could readily be
adapted to the parlor of civilization.
The players sit upon the ground around a blanket marked in charcoal
with lines and dots, and quadrants in the corners, as shown in figure
95. In the center is a stone upon which the sticks are thrown. Each
dot, excepting those between the parallels, counts a point, making
twenty-four points for dots. Each of the parallel lines, and each
end of the curved lines in the corners, also counts a point, making
sixteen points for the lines or forty points in all. The players start
from the bottom, opposing players moving in opposite directions, and
with each throw of the sticks the thrower moves her awl forward and
sticks it into the blanket at the dot or line to which her throw
carries her. The parallels on each of the four sides are called
“rivers,” and the dots within these parallels do not count in the
game. The rivers at the top and bottom are “dangerous” and can not be
crossed, and when the player is so unlucky as to score a throw which
brings her upon the edge of the river (i. e., upon the first line of
either of these pairs of parallels), she “falls into the river” and
must lose all she has hitherto gained, and begin again at the start.
In the same way, when a player moving around in one direction makes
a throw which brings her awl to the place occupied by the awl of her
opponent coming around from the other side, the said opponent is
“whipped back” to the starting point and must begin all over again.
Thus there is a constant succession of unforeseen accidents which
furnish endless amusement to the players.
[Illustration: +Fig. 96+—Sticks used in awl game.]
[Illustration: +Fig. 97+—Trump sticks used in awl game.]
The game is played with four sticks, each from 6 to 10 inches long,
flat on one side and round on the other (figure 96). One of these is
the trump stick and is marked in a distinctive manner in the center on
both sides, and is also distinguished by having a green line along the
flat side (figure 97), while the others have each a red line. The Kiowa
call this trump stick _sahe_, “green,” on account of the green stripe,
while the others are called _guadal_, “red.” There are also a number of
small green sticks, about the size of lead pencils, for keeping tally.
Each player in turn takes up the four sticks together in her hand and
throws them down on end upon the stone in the center. The number of
points depends on the number of flat or round sides which turn up. A
lucky throw with the green or trump stick generally gives the thrower
another trial in addition. The formula is:
One flat side up counts 1
One flat side (if _sahe_) counts 1 and another throw.
Two flat sides up, with or without _sahe_, count 2
Three flat sides up count 3
Three flat sides up, including _sahe_, count 3 and another throw.
All four flat sides up count 6 and another throw.
All four round sides up count 10 and another throw.
[Illustration: +Fig. 98+—Baskets used in dice game.]
Only the flat sides count except when all the sticks turn round side
up. This is the best throw of all, as it counts ten points and another
throw. On completing one round of forty points the player takes one
of the small green tally sticks from the pile and she who first gets
the number of tally sticks previously agreed on wins the game. Two,
four, or any even number of persons may play the game, half on each
side. When two or more play on a side, all the partners move up the
same number of points at each throw, but only the lucky thrower gets a
second trial in case of a trump throw.
The other woman’s game mentioned, the dice game, is called
_ta-u′sĕta′tina_ (literally, “striking,” or “throwing against”
something) by the Arapaho, and _mo′nshimûnh_ by the Cheyenne, the same
name being now given to the modern card games. It was practically
universal among all the tribes east and west, and under the name of
“hub-bub” is described by a New England writer as far back as 1634,
almost precisely as it exists today among the prairie tribes. The only
difference seems to have been that in the east it was played also by
the men, and to the accompaniment of a song such as is used in the hand
games of the western tribes.
[Illustration: +Fig. 99+—Dice used in dice game.]
The requisites are a small wicker bowl or basket (_hatĕchi′na_), five
dice made of bone or of plum stones, and a pile of tally sticks such
as are used in the awl game. The bowl is 6 or 8 inches in diameter
and about 2 inches deep, and is woven in basket fashion of the tough
fibers of the yucca (figure 98). The dice may be round, elliptical,
or diamond-shape and are variously marked on one side with lines and
figures, the turtle being a favorite design among the Arapaho (figure
99). Two of the five must be alike in shape and marking. The other
three are marked with another design and may also be of another shape.
Any number of women or girls may play, each throwing in turn, and
sometimes one set of partners playing against another. The players toss
up the dice from the basket, letting them drop again into it, and score
points according to the way the dice turn up in the basket. The first
throw by each player is made from the hand instead of from the basket.
One hundred points usually count a game, and stakes are wagered on the
result as in almost every other Indian contest of skill or chance.
For the purpose of explanation, we shall designate two of the five as
“rounds” and the other three as “diamonds,” it being understood that
only the marked side counts in the game, excepting when the throw
happens to turn up the three diamonds blank while the other two show
the marked side, or, as sometimes happens, when all five dice turn up
blank. In every case all of one kind at least must turn up to score a
point. A successful throw entitles the player to another throw, while a
failure obliges her to pass the basket to some one else. The formula is:
1 only of either kind 0
2 rounds 3
3 diamonds (both rounds with blank side up) 3
3 diamonds blank (both rounds with marked side up) 3
4 marked sides up 1
5 (all) blank sides up 1
5 (all) marked sides up 8
A game similar in principle, but played with six dice instead of
five, is also played by the Arapaho women, as well as by those of the
Comanche and probably also of other tribes.
65. +Na′tu′wani′sa+
Nänisa′na, nänisa′na,
Na′tu′wani′sa, na′tu′wani′sa—
Hä′nätä′hĭ′näti′,
Hä′nätä′hĭ′näti′.
_Translation_
My children, my children,
My top, my top—
It will win the game,
It will win the game.
The man who made this song when he entered the spirit world in his
vision met there one of his boy friends who had died long years before,
and once more spun tops with him as in childhood.
Tops are used by all Indian boys, and are made of wood or bone. They
are not thrown or spun with a string, but are kept in motion by
whipping with a small quirt or whip of buckskin. In winter they are
spun upon the ice. The younger children make tops to twirl with the
fingers by running a stick through a small seed berry.
66. +He′na′ga′nawa′nen+
He′na′ga′nawa′nen näa′wu′nani′nä bi′gushi′shi He′sûna′nini′—Ahe′e′ye′!
He′na′ga′nawa′nen näa′wu′nani′nä bi′gushi′shi He′sûna′nini′—Ahe′e′ye′!
Nithi′na hesûna′nini′—Ahe′e′ye′!
Nithi′na hesûna′nini′—Ahe′e′ye′!
_Translation_
When we dance until daylight our father, the Moon, takes pity on
us—_Ahe′e′ye′!_
When we dance until daylight our father, the Moon, takes pity on
us—_Ahe′e′ye′!_
The father says so—_Ahe′e′ye′!_
The father says so—_Ahe′e′ye′!_
With the Arapaho, as with many other tribes, the moon is masculine,
and the sun is feminine. In mythology the two are brother and sister.
There are various myths to account for the spots on the moon’s surface,
some discerning in them a large frog, while to others they bear a
likeness to a kettle hung over the fire. The Arapaho name for the moon,
_bi′gushish_, means literally “night sun,” the sun itself being called
_hishinishish_, “day sun.” A similar nomenclature exists among most
other tribes.
67. +Ni′nä′nina′ti′naku′ni′na na′ga′qu′+
[Music]
A′näni′sa′na, a′näni′sa′na,
Ni′nä′nina′ti′naku′ni′na na′ga′qu′,
Ni′nä′nina′ti′naku′ni′na na′ga′qu′;
Ti′naha′thihu′ nä′nisa′na,
Ti′naha′thihu′ nä′nisa′na,
Häthi′na He′sûna′nĭn,
Häthi′na He′sûna′nĭn.
_Translation_
My children, my children,
It is I who wear the morning star on my head.
It is I who wear the morning star on my head;
I show it to my children,
I show it to my children,
Says the father,
Says the father.
This beautiful song originated among the northern Arapaho, and is
a favorite north and south. In it the messiah is supposed to be
addressing his children. There is a rhythmic swing to the vocalic
syllables that makes the tune particularly pleasing, and the imagery of
thought expressed is poetry itself. The same idea occurs in European
ballad and legend, and has a parallel in the angel of the evangelist,
“clothed with a cloud, and a rainbow upon his head.”
68. +A′-nena′ tabi′ni′na+
A′-nena′ tabi′ni′na nĕ′tĭqta′wa′hu′,
A′-nena′ tabi′ni′na nĕ′tĭqta′wa′hu′.
Ä′nii′nahu′gahu′nahu,
Ä′nii′nahu′gahu′nahu.
Tahu′naha′thihi′na nä′nisa′na,
Tahu′naha′thihi′na nä′nisa′na.
_Translation_
My mother gave me my _tĭ′qtawa_ stick,
My mother gave me my _tĭ′qtawa_ stick.
I fly around with it,
I fly around with it,
To make me see my children,
To make me see my children.
This song was composed by a woman of the southern Arapaho. The
reference is not entirely clear, but it is probable that in her trance
vision she saw her children in the other world playing the game
mentioned, and that afterward she made the game sticks and carried them
in the dance, hoping by this means to obtain another vision of the
spirit world, where she could again talk with her children who had gone
before her to the shadow land. In one Ghost dance seven different women
carried these game sticks.
The _băti′qtûba_ (abbreviated _ti′qtûp_) game of the Arapaho and other
prairie tribes somewhat resembles the Iroquois game of the “snow
snake,” and is played by children or grown persons of both sexes. It
is a very simple game, the contestants merely throwing or sliding the
sticks along the ground to see who can send them farthest. Two persons
or two parties play against each other, boys sometimes playing against
girls or men against women. It is, however, more especially a girl’s
game. The game sticks (_bătĭqta′wa_) are slender willow rods about 4
feet long, peeled and painted and tipped with a point of buffalo horn
to enable them to slide more easily along the ground. In throwing, the
player holds the stick at the upper end with the thumb and fingers,
and, swinging it like a pendulum, throws it out with a sweeping motion.
Young men throw arrows about in the same way, and small boys sometimes
throw ordinary reeds or weed stalks. Among the Omaha, according to
Dorsey, bows, unstrung, are made to slide along the ground or ice in
the same manner.
69. +Yĭ′hä′ä′ä′hi′hĭ′+
Yĭ′hä′ä′ä′hi′hĭ′, Yĭ′hä′ä′ä′hi′hĭ′,
Hä′nänä′hi′gutha′-u ga′qaä′-hu′hu′,
Hä′nänä′hi′gutha′-u ga′qaä′-hu′hu′.
_Translation_
_Yĭ′hä′ä′ä′hi′hĭ′, Yĭ′hä′ä′ä′hi′hĭ′_,
I throw the “button,”
I throw the “button.”
In his trance vision the author of this song entered a tipi and found
it filled with a circle of his old friends playing the _ga′qutit_,
or “hunt the button” game. This is a favorite winter game with the
prairie tribes, and was probably more or less general throughout the
country. It is played both by men and women, but never by the two
sexes together. It is the regular game in the long winter nights after
the scattered families have abandoned their exposed summer positions
on the open prairie, and moved down near one another in the shelter
of the timber along the streams. When hundreds of Indians are thus
camped together, the sound of the drum, the rattle, and the gaming song
resound nightly through the air. To the stranger there is a fascination
about such a camp at night, with the conical tipis scattered about
under the trees, the firelight from within shining through the white
canvas and distinctly outlining upon the cloth the figures of the
occupants making merry inside with jest and story, while from half a
dozen different directions comes the measured tap of the Indian drum or
the weird chorus of the gaming songs. Frequently there will be a party
of twenty to thirty men gaming in one tipi, and singing so that their
voices can be heard far out from the camp, while from another tipi a
few rods away comes a shrill chorus from a group of women engaged in
another game of the same kind.