Indians, but the two races play it with a difference.
Lummis,[250] who makes a picturesque story of it as seen at Ácoma, says
that he has
never known a Pueblo Indian to lose his temper in that wild
fight. He gives and takes like a man, strains every fibre of
his being to win but never thinks of harboring a vindictive
thought. In temper as in endurance and skill he is the model
player. The Mexicans rarely finish without bad blood or even
bloodshed.
At Ácoma, the starting-point is at the foot of the great mesa. Two old
men go out to a level spot at the foot of one of the buttes and plant a
cock in the sand so that only his head and perhaps two inches of neck
can be seen. In 1922, I was told that an unusual number of entries were
made, and that men started on the top of the Rock in a foot-race and
mounted the horses at the bottom, while running full speed, to catch
the fowl and carry it off—“a great race,” said my Indian informant,
laughing immoderately at the recollection. The victor is pursued by all
the others, who tear off bits of feathers and claws or whatever they can
secure. The struggle often lasts as much as four hours, the tireless
horses and riders, of surpassing agility and endurance, tearing over “the
broad plain, hither and yon through rock-walled passes, up and over steep
ridges of knee-deep sand, rider and horse alike unrecognizable for foam
and dust in their wild career.”
Among the games of dexterity played at Ácoma, Culin mentions the shooting
of arrows at bundles of tied-up grass as the only variety of archery
pursued.
A specialty of the Ácomas which they regard as their original possession,
though it is also played at Zuñi, is a game called _bish-i_. The
tradition is that the greatest of all legendary gamblers, Gau-pot, played
this game against the sun, was defeated, and became blind. The implements
are four pieces of hollow cane split longitudinally, each five or six
inches long. Before the canes are thrown, the players breathe upon them,
and so great is the sacredness of the game that no women may ever touch
the canes. The playing of this game is confined to the winter season in
the _kivas_, where a society called _Bish-i_ is devoted to its cult.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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