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Category: Topic Of The Week/Pilgrims, The Mayflower, and The New World 11/12/07 - 11/18/07 Add To Favorites | Text Only
 
The Land of the Dead

A great hunter brought home a lovely wife

And he loved her with all of his heart.

He swore to her that they would never part.

They anticipated a joyful life.

The man’s mother hated the young woman,

Killed her with a knife and burned the body.

The husband was out hunting wapiti,

Only to find grief at his mother’s hand.

He watched the ashes all night and day.

The curls of dust whirled round and round.

At last, one night, the largest whirled around

And set off, he followed it right away.

The dust was his wife, but she would not speak.

They came to the rock set just for the dead,

If they were bad, the rock falls on their head.

The wife took him on her back for to seek

The place of dead people if you still live.

They forded a river that all must cross,

She went to her people, whom she had lost,

Pleaded to allow him to stay and give

Him a chance to prove to the tribe his worth.

Special foods had to be made for him,

They thought he was too much trouble for them,

He could see them at night when they came forth.

For hunting, he was put on the deer trail,

He heard “The deer, the deer!”, but saw nothing.

Looking, saw two beetles, hit with a swing.

After that, no complaints, but he felt frail.

“It’s not time for him to die yet,” said they.

“He can not stay here, she must also return.”

It was arranged, but with a warning stern.

“For three days after you are back on clay,

Do not caress or embrace each other.”

Three nights for the dead did not mean the same

For the living and they only became

Aware of this when he woke up without her

On the morning of the fourth day alone

With his blankets and a pillow of stone.

Author's Notes:
Wapitit--Elk
This is inspired by and quotes taken from a myth or legend of the Serrano.  The Serrano still live in California, though a long history of contact with white missionaries and other settlers has eroded their cultural integrity considerably.
Found in American Indian Myths and Legends.
 
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on November 24, 2007 03:57:28 PM Report
THank you for the culture lesson, Pen. This is well written and very informative. The Mewaks were a California tribe, as well. I think they were nomadic Indians without horses..:O)...len
Comment By: FreeGlata on November 19, 2007 07:25:11 AM Report
A very well told story...sad, though. I'm sure there are times that my mother in law wanted to do the same thing to me...

Such a sad thing for a man (or woman) to lose the one that they love so much.

Great work here....

Hugs! Glata





 


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