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FLANAGAN, Chicago, Publisher. LEGENDS FROM The Red Man's Forest BY DOROTHY TANNER. -W»K- CHICAGO: A. FLANAGAN, Publisher. Pz A^- 2.177 Copyright 1895 BY DOROTHY TANNER. PREFACE. Dear Little People: — As you read these stories, think of the time when this great country of ours had no cities, no rail- roads, no telegraphs, telephones or schools, — when not a white man lived here. Then the dense forests, wide prairies, deep blue rivers and high mountains belonged to the red man. These stories which I have written for you were then told to the Indian boys and girls. Some were told in the far north, some in the south, others in the west, and others in the east. And, as we read, let us remember that in the long time ago the children believed these stories which are to us like fairy tales. Dorothy Tanner. 'Should you ask me, whence these stories ? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest, With the dew and damp of meadows, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With the rushing of great rivers, With their frequent repetitions, And their wild reverberations, As of thunder in the mountains? I should answer, I should tell you, From the forests and the prairies, From the great lakes of the Northland, From the land of the Ojibways, From the land of the Dacotahs, From the mountains, moors and fenlands, Where the heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah, Feeds among the reeds and rushes." — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. By permission of Houghton, Mifflin & Co. TABLE OF CONTENTS. » . PAGE *aurora and the mllky way, the 25 Beginning of Medicine, The 98 Belief of the Indians, The n Big Manito Rocks I2S Chipmunk's Black Stripe, The 40 Creation, The Story of ; 7 *Eagle, The 48 Great Bear, The 31 Heno, The God of Thunder 13 Herbs That Heal 123 How Musquitos Came 119 How the Birds Came to Have Feathers 44 How the Duck Came to Have a Flat Back 46 Indians' Cinderella, The 120 Indians' Flood, The 78 Indians' War Dance, The 105 Island of the Blessed, The 108 *Kabeyun — the West Wind 14 *Kabibonokka — the North Wind 18 Legend of the Horse Shoe Falls 88 *Maize, The 70 Making the Moon 115 Medicine Plant, The 60 MlCHABO IO3 Morning Star, The 27 Opeeche, the Robin 113 Pine Trees, The 66 Rain and Snow 30 *Rainbow, The 22, 24 *Shawandasee —the South Wind 17 Strength of the Eagle, The 49 •Summer Maker, The; 36 Things of the Garden, The 68 Things of the Water, The 82 Thunder and Lightning Men, The 91 Thunderers, The 93 *Wabun— the East Wind 17 Waupec— the White Hawk 53 Water-Lily, Wahbegwounee, The 62 Weeng, the Spirit of Sleep 117 White Spot of the Kingfisher, The 59 Why the Mole is Blind 39 Why The Moon Changes its Shape 29 Why the Squirrel Barks 43 ♦Winter and Spring 33 Woodpecker's Red Crown, The 5 1 ♦Adapted from Hiawatha. Authors to Consult on Indian Myths and Legends. Henry R. Schoolcraft, Mary Ellen Emerson. D. G. Brinton. Henry W. Longfellow. J. T. Irving. George Catlin. Elias Johnson. James Buchanan. J. G. Kohl. The Antiquarian. Reports of Bureau of Ethnology. THE STORY Of GREATION. The story which I shall tell you now is the one many Indians believed about the beginning of all things. When the earth was a great place where no man lived or beast roamed, two spirits looked upon it — one called the Good Spirit, Kitchi-Manitou, the other called the Bad Spirit, Mitchi-Manitou. The Good Spirit seeing how beautiful the earth was began to plan it for the home of man. He thought of the beasts and birds which man would enjoy; and thinking of them, made them. He thought of beautiful trees, exquisite flowers, quiet rivers, and green grass, and at once all these things were upon the earth. He hung the sun in the heavens that man might have light by day, and the moon to give him light by night, and to make the night more brilliant he placed the stars. Lastly he made man and woman, and gave them this beautiful world for a home. While the Good Spirit was busy about these kind things, the Evil Spirit was putting trials in man's way. He built up the high mountains so that man should have a hard time going from one place to another. 8 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. Steep rocks and great chasms he threw in the way; swift rapids and rushing waterfalls he planned to hinder his canoe, and he sent horrible snakes and serpents to frighten him. Then he said, "I'll make a man and a woman as I like," but alas, they, turned out to be apes. The Evil Spirit was so troublesome that one day the brothers met in battle. The conflict was long and severe, but the Good Spirit conquered, and sent the Evil Spirit to dwell in darkness under the earth. The animals which the Good Spirit had made were very large and powerful. The moose was as tall as the highest trees, and the squirrel was as large as a fox. The Good Spirit questioned whether it was well to have them so powerful, and he called them to him. "What would you do," he asked the moose, "if you should see an Indian coming ?" "Tear down the trees and throw them on him," replied the moose. This showed the moose was much too large, and the Good Spirit made him smaller until he was as we know him now. Then he said to the squirrel, "What would you do if you saw an Indian coming?" "Scratch the trees down on him," replied the squirrel. LEGENDS EROM THE RED MAN'S SOREST. 9 "That will never do," said the Good Spirit, and taking the squirrel in his hands he molded him to the squirrel we now know. Then he turned to the great white bear and said, "If you saw an Indian coming what would you do ?" "Eat him up," growled the bear. Thereupon the Good Spirit said* "Go to the far north, and live forever among snow and ice — far from the home of the Indian, and to this day the white bear dwells in the far north. So the Good Spirit planned to have beasts and birds serve man — to have man the greatest. Then the Good Spirit, or Great Master, as the men now called him, saw that men knew very little, that if ever they were to be wise he must teach them. So he taught them the names of stars, how to make weapons, what roots and plants are good for medicine, what animals and plants are good for food, and that is why men are so very wise. He traveled over all the world, and cleared it of giants, and whatever else was troublesome to man. And everywhere we see signs of his goodness and his kindness, from the beautiful blue sky above to the tiny violet growing in the meadow. But men and beasts did not always do right. They vexed the Great Master and he thought to leave them until they should do better. 10 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. He made a great feast, and invited all. The feast was spread on the shore of the Big-Sea-Water, and close at hand lay a wonderful white canoe. When the feast was over the Master stepped into the canoe, and began a wild sweet song. A hush fell upon all, and as the Master sang, the canoe floated slowly from sight. When it was gone the beasts began again to talk, but each spoke a different language, and from that day to this they have not been able to understand one another. The men who watched the canoe sail slowly over the crimson lake all lighted by the sinking sun, said, "Some day the Great Master will come again." LEGENDS EROM THE RED MAN'S EOREST 11 THE BELIEF OF THE INDIANS. Long ago before the Indians knew of our God they believed that a Great Good Spirit ruled them. He planned all things for their good, sent all happiness to them, thought of them ever with kind, loving thoughts. They believed also in a Great Evil Spirit who thought of harm for them, brought sickness and sorrow upon them, sent hunger and death to dwell with them. Each of these great spirits had lesser spirits to aid him. Every tree, flower, brook, lake and river had a god that aided the Great Good Spirit. The water-fall tinkling over the rocks echoed the voice of its god. The drop of dew reflected the beauty of its god. The cloud with kindly rain showed the 12 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. spirit of its god. The snow flakes came dancing to earth because the god of snow bade them come to please the little children. The poisonous plants* snakes, and all harmful things had spirits that aided the Great Evil Spirit. Between these great spirits was constant warfare, and the Indians prayed daily to the Great Good Spirit, and offered sacrifice to make the Evil Spirit more kind. LEGENDS PROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 13 HENO, THE GOD OP THUNDER. Heno was the Indians' god of thunder, and his weapon was a thunderbolt. He formed the dark clouds which came with the thunder, and sent rain upon the parched earth. He had all power to send punishment on the wicked. One of his thunderbolts was certain death to whomever it struck. On his head he wore a magical feather so that no evil could harm him, and on his back was slung a basket which held rocks to hurl at his enemies. At seed sowing the Indians gave a feast and prayed Heno to guard the seeds and cause them to grow. At harvest time they gathered again to feast, and thanked Heno for his care and kindness in sending them the fruit of the fields. 14 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. THE WEST WIND-KABEYUN. The Indians had long been troubled by a great bear, who lived in the cold north. They knew of his great size, his wonderful strength, and they knew also about a belt of wampum which he wore around his neck. Now, every Indian wanted that belt of wampum for wampum was the Indian's money, but not one was brave enough to go to the far cold north and fight the great bear. One day a warrior, Mudjekeewis, made up his mind to brave the great bear, and get the belt of wampum. He put on his warmest blanket, for he knew of the cold in the far north, slung his bow and arrows over his shoulder, took his war club and started on his journey. He traveled many days, and it grew colder and colder until, at last, a great distance from him (his eyes were keen) he saw a large mass of something gray and brown. " Ha! that is the great bear, I know." Silently he drew near. The great bear was sleep- ing soundly, and Mudjekeewis saw the belt of wam- pum. He crept nearer and nearer — softly, as only Indians can creep — until he felt the breath of the great bear LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 15 on his hands. He stooped over the sleeping monster, took hold of the belt of wampum, and drew it slowly over the round ears that heard not and the small eyes that saw not, the long nose and black nostrils — still the bear wakened not. Then Mudjekeewis seized his waf club, and swing- ing it in the air, shouting loud and long his war cry, he smote the mighty bear in the middle of the fore- head — right between his eyes. The great bear sprang to his feet, but his knees trembled so he almost fell, and he sat upon his haunches. Then Mudjekeewis, standing fearlessly before him, laughed at him: "Hoi you Great Bear, coward, if you had fought and overcome me do you think I'd cry? You sit here whimpering and disgrace your tribe." And he lifted up his club and once more hit the great bear — such a blow that it killed him. Mudjekeewis seized the belt of wampum and with light heart and step traveled back to his people. When the people heard of his return, and heard that the great bear whom they feared was dead, they all came together shouting, "Honor be to Mudjekeewis. We will make him father of the winds of heaven, and he shall be called West Wind." 16 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. " And hereafter and forever Shall he hold supreme dominion Over all the Winds of Heaven, Call him no more Mudjekeewis — Call him Kabeyun, the West Wind. Thus was Mudjekeewis chosen Father of the Winds of Heaven." legends erom the red man's forest. 17 WABUN— THE BAST WIND. Mudjekeewis had three sons and to them he gave the other winds — the east wind, north wind, south wind. The east wind he gave to Wabun, who was young and beautiful. It was his business to bring the morning. You know, if we look toward the east very early in the day we shall see the light coming and the sun rise. So Wabun chased away the dark with his silver arrows, painted the sky a beautiful crimson, called to the lakes, the rivers, forests and meadows to wake up, and roused the village. Yet he was lonely and sad away up in his home in the sky — though the birds sang gaily to him and the flowers filled the air with sweetest odors for him. Early one morning, as he looked upon the earth still sleeping, he saw a beautiful maiden wandering in the meadow. Every morning he saw her, and he thought if she would come and live with him he would be lonely no longer, and he changed her to a beautiful star. Any morning, "while the village still is sleeping and the fog lies on the river," if you look for Wabun in the far east you will see right near him his beautiful Star of the Morning. 18 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. KABIBONOKKA— THE NORTH WIND. Kabibonokka,the cold north wind, had his dwelling far to the north among, icebergs and snow drifts that never melt. "He it was whose hand in autumn Painted all the trees with scarlet, Stained the leaves with red and yellow; He it was who sent the snow flakes, Sifting, hissing, through the forest, Froze the ponds, the lakes, the rivers." One biting cold day he came from his lodge among the icebergs. His hair was sprinkled with snow, and he howled as he hurried along over the frozen land and water. As he journeyed he saw Shingebis the diver with a great string of fish which he had caught. Kabibonokka was very angry to think that Shingebis dared brave him and stay where it was so cold, when the others of his tribe had gone to the south. "I will go into his wigwam, I will put his smolder- ing fire out," roared Kabibonokka. "And at night Kabibonokka To the lodge came, wild and wailing, Heaped the snow in drifts about it, LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 19 Shouted down into the smoke-flue, Shook the lodge poles in his fury, Flapped the curtains of the doorway." But Shingebis cared not for him — he was not afraid of cold. He had four great logs, one for each month while the cold should last and plenty of fish for food. So he laughed at Kabibonokka, saying, "Come in, Kabibonokka, and sit down beside my fire." Kabibonokka went in and the lodge grew very cold, but Shingebis only laughed and sang the louder, and turned the log to make it burn more brightly. Soon great drops of sweat began to fall off Kabibonokka's forehead, and he could stand the heat no longer. With a roar of rage, he rushed out of the lodge, and froze everything outside harder than before. Then he dared Shingebis to come out and fight him there, wrestle with him. Shingebis came out and they wrestled all night long, when Kabibonokka grew faint. He staggered and almost fell, then, beaten, he went away back to his cold north, hearing all the way the laughter of Shingebis, the diver who was not afraid. 20 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. SHAWftNDflSBB-THB SOUTH WIND. Shawandasee was the south wind — fat and lazy. He lived all the time in the drowsy, dreamy sun- shine. It was to his home that the birds flew when Kabibonokka came rushing from his lodge. And when Shingebis the diver had overcome and driven back the cold north wind, it was Shawandasee who sent the birds home again — the robin, bluebird, swal- low, wild goose. And when he sent them, he sent, too, the melons, the tobacco and the grapes. All day long Shawandasee sat and smoked his pipe, filling all the air about him with a haze — listless, careless Shawandasee. Looking out upon the prairie one day he saw a beautiful maiden, tall and slender, dressed in bright- est green, with hair like sunshine. This beautiful maiden, Shawandasee wanted for a playmate, but he was too lazy to go to her and tell her, so he sat and sighed day after day; and the beautiful maiden had no way of knowing what Shawandasee wanted, and she staid upon the prairie. Every day he looked for her, and all day sat and sighed for her to come to him. But one morning as he looked, what do you think had happened ? The beautiful maiden was all white — even her golden hair was white like snow. LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S EOREST. 21 Shawandasee sighed all the harder when he saw her, and cried, "Oh dear I My brother — the north wind — has seen this beautiful maiden and has come to take her with him, and I shall never see her." And he sighed so hard he sent his breath blowing over the prairie until the air seemed full of thistledown, and the beautiful maiden was gone. Poor, mistaken Shawandasee ! It was no maiden that he saw — only the prairie dandelion, and he puffed it away with all his sighing, lazy Shawandasee. "Thus the four winds were divided, Thus the sons of Mudjekeewis Had their stations in the heavens, At the corners of the heavens; For himself, the west wind only Kept the mighty Mudjekeewis. 22 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. THE RAINBOW. The rain had been falling for hours— a warm spring rain. The violets and buttercups in the meadow were holding up their heads and gratefully drinking — they had been thirsty so long. A little Indian boy named Hiawatha stood outside the wigwam, never minding the great drops as they fell upon him. Soon the sun burst forth, and looking over to the east, the little fellow saw an arch of beautiful colors in the heavens. He watched it, delighting in the blending of the colors, the red that became orange then yellow, the green that shaded to blue and violet. LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 23 Entering the lodge he beckoned to the grand- mother who sat beside the fire. Coming to the door, and looking where Hiawatha pointed she saw the beautiful bow and smiled. "What is that Nokomis ?" said Hiawatha. And Nokomis answered: " Tis the heaven of flowers you see there; All the wild flowers of the forest, All the lilies of the prairie, When on earth they fade and perish, Blossom in that heaven above us, Make the heaven of flowers you see there." 24 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. ANOTHER STORY OP TUB RAINBOW. We have heard one story of the rainbow — how when the flowers fade and perish here on earth they are taken to the heavens, and make the heaven of flowers we see there. In the far west of our country the Indians tell their little boys and girls a very different story. They say the rainbow is a huge serpent which lives in the sky. They say that the blue sky above us is ice, they are sure of it for is it not the color of ice ? This great serpent coils his back to the sky of ice, and as he moves he scrapes the ice and sends ice dust to the earth. This ice dust is our snow in winter, and our rain in summer. When it storms and the sun shines at the same time, the serpent crawls out to see the strange sight. We see him, and call, "A rainbow, a rainbow." LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 25 THE AURORA AND THE MILKY WAY. The good Nokomis and Hiawatha were in front of the wigwam. The night was cold and a heavy frost covered everything. Behind the wigwam were great pine trees — black and gloomy, and great firs with cones upon them, while the clear and shining water was before it. "Look, Hiawatha," said Nokomis, pointing to the far north. There Hiawatha saw a dark cloud, and above and resting on it, an arch of wondrous white light. The light so white changed to a rose and then a crimson. It moved north and south, ea5t and west. It quiv- ered, then shot up greai wnite and crimson streaks away over their head c . "What is that, Nokomis?" whispered little Hia- watha. And Nokomis told him of the spirits of brave warriors who had died. Spirits who were in the happy hunting ground with their bows and arrows and hounds. She told him how they hunted there. Told him how they danced with great white and crimson plumes upon their heads, and great white war clubs in their hands. "And, Nokomis, what is that ?" asked Hiawatha, as he pointed to the broad white road running straight across the heavens. 26 I^GENDS FROM THB RED MAN'S FOREST. "That, my little Hiawatha, is the pathway of the spirits when they visit one another in the heavens. See the shadows ! The pathway is crowded with the ghosts of those who have gone from this world." Thus the good Nokomis told little Hiawatha of our beautiful Aurora and the Milky Way. LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 27 THE MORNING STAR. "Good bye, my brother," "Good bye, my sister." The two children who said these words stood side by side on the prairie. "Good bye, my brother. Word has come to me from the Great Spirit that I must go to the Place of Breaking Light. There I am to dwell forever in the midst of rosy clouds." 28 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. "Good bye, my sister, I will go to the high hills, and there among the rocks make my home. Looking always toward the Place of Breaking Light I will watch you paint and adorn yourself. All my days shall be spent thinking of you in the far distant land." There was a gentle sighing through all the place as the four spirits of Heaven came on the wings of the winds and lifted the brother and sister. The brother was borne to the high mountains and set down among the rocks, while the sister was car- ried to the far east to the Place of Breaking Light. There the Great Spirit changed her to a morning star. Should you ever be awake when the first rosy streaks of light appear in the east look for the sister, and remember the brother who is watching her in his far off mountain home. LBGENPS FROM THR RED MAN'S FOREST. 29 WHY TUB MOON CHANGES ITS SHAPE. Four dragons live in the four corners of heaven, and the most delicious morsel these dragons can get is a slice of the Moon. Once in so often they travel from their corners, and meet in the center of the blue sky to feast off the Moon. They eat and eat until it is gone. But, strange to say, by the time they get home the Moon has again grown to full size. Watch it and you will see it is not always the same. 30 LEGENDS PROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. RAIN AND SNOW. Some Indian people in our far off west tell the children that this world has seven layers or stories. There is one below the one in which we live, and above us are five. In the one directly above us lives Muinwa, the rain god. He has a great brush made of birds' feathers. Every bird has plucked a feather for it, so proud is he to have his plumage used by Muinwa. This great brush Muinwa dips into the lakes and rivers of the skies and sprinkles the earth with refreshing showers. Then the grass grows green, and the flowers lift up their "drooping heads. In winter, Muinwa crushes the ice flakes of the skies, and scatters them over the earth, and the childred exclaim, "See the snow storm." LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 31 THE GREAT BEAR. A party of Indians were creeping through the woods one day in search of game. A great bear crossed their path, and all turned and chased him. They had not gone far when a giant stood in their way — a fierce giant, who without mercy killed all but three of the ' party. The good spirits caught up these three and the great bear with them, and carried them off to the sky. There we may see them toward the north on any clear night. The hunters are still following the bear. ft # ft 32 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S EOREST. The first hunter has his bow, the second has a kettle, and the third is picking up sticks. In the autumn the arrows of the hunters pierce the bear, and for many days he cannot be seen, but his blood dropping to earth makes the autumn foliage crimson. LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. 33 WINTER AND SPRING. An old, old man, with snow white hair, sat in his lodge. 'Twas a very cold lodge. The floor was of ice, the sides of it hung with long icicles, and the poles were covered with frost. There came a tap at the door of the lodge. "Come in, my son," said the old man. And in stepped a tall, 34 LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S FOREST. slender youth, with a bright sunny face, and wreath of grasses about his forehead. The air in the lodge grew milder at once. "Welcome," and the old man took up his pipe, filled it with fragrant leaves and passed it to the newcomer. "Let us sit and smoke together." This is the Indian way of being courteous to strangers. Then the old man said, "When I blow my breath everything looks white, the winds howl loudly, snow flakes dance in the air, and long ice crystals hang from lodge and trees." "When I blow my breath," said the young man, "everything looks green, the gentle winds blow, and the sun shines on all the people." "When 1 shake my locks," said the old man, "The lakes, ponds and rivers stand still, the birds fly away to another country, the animals hide in their homes, and the world is cold." "When I shake my ringlets," said the young man~ "the lakes, ponds and rivers wake up, the little brooks go rippling over rocky beds, the leaves of the forest nod and whisper, the apple trees put forth fragrant blossoms, the birds come again to their homes, and the animals creep out into the sunshine." At that the sun began to shine and the tongue of the old man was still. Slowly the ice and frost in LEGENDS FROM THE RED MAN'S PORES*. 35 the lodge disappeared, and where the old man sat there was no one — winter had gone. In his place was a beautiful little white flower with a pink border, the very earliest of our spring flowers, and the birds were singing.