The gods sent forth their runners, the Sálamopia and the timid,
fleet-footed Héhea, to summon all beings, and then, gathering
themselves in a sacred song-circle, called in from the several chambers
dancers in semblance of the Kâ´kokshi, or Dance of Good. And with
these came, behold! the little ones who had sunk beneath the waters,
well and beautiful and all seeming wonderfully clad in cotton mantles
and precious neck jewels. And these played, sad only with the sadness
of their mothers, but resting therefrom when in dreams, above, these
rested.
And when the dancers paused, the gods turned to K‘yäk´lu and said: "Lo!
we begin, given thou be ready."
And K‘yäk´lu said: "It is well; I am ready; yea, even my heart
listeneth," and in cadence to their speech following, he moved the Duck
with her tinkling, talking shells, as a master of song moves his baton,
or a dancer his rattle, and in solemn, ceaseless tone, as in singing
yet with speech more steady, the gods, one by one, told to K‘yäk´lu
the things each best knew, whereof he so wondrously speaks when come
amongst us for the welfare of our little children, bringing them the
sacred breath of the Kâ´kâ itself, and to their elders these same
speeches of the gods.
When, after long time, they had done, they further charged him with a
message of comfort to the mourning mothers, and with commandments and
instructions to men and the beings.
Then they brought forth the sacred cigarette, and the master
priest-gods smoked in relationship with K‘yäk´lu to all the six
regions, and, rising, he was led in turn to the portal of each chamber,
first to the northern, then to the western, southern, eastern, upper,
and lower, and he placed his fingers on the sill of each, that in
aftertimes he should know, though but dim of sight, or in the dark, the
places of worship (which men built then but poorly) from others, and in
such alone, and to chosen few who hold the rites of the Kâ´kâ, should
therein tell and do the customs and words of the gods and tell of other
such like precious ancient things.
Then the Sálamopia lifted the ladder and guided upward K‘yäk´lu and
the Duck, showing them safely to the shore of the lake. When the old
ones (Kâ´yemäshi) heard the shells of the Duck tinkling, forth they
came, bringing their litter and singing boisterously, for much they
loved K‘yäk´lu as the light of the rising sun fell upon him, as a raven
loves bright shells or chips of glistening stone.