Curiosities of Olden TimesBaring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
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Curiosities of Olden Times
Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
Curiosities and wonders
There was a time throughout the great world, say they, when neither on
land nor in the water was there a woman to be found. Of vain things there
were plenty--there were the turkey, and the blue jay, the wood duck, and
the wakon bird; and noisy, chattering creatures there were plenty--there
were the jackdaw, the magpie, and the rook; and gadabouts there were
plenty--there were the squirrel, the starling, and the mouse; but of
women, vain, noisy, chattering, gadabout women, there were none. It was
quite a still world to what it is now, and it was a peaceable world, too.
Men were in plenty, made of clay, and sun-dried, and they were then so
happy, oh, so happy! Wars were none then, quarrels were none. The
Kickapoos ate their deer’s flesh with the Potowatomies, hunted the otter
with the Osages, and the beaver with the Hurons. Then the great fathers of
Kickapoos scratched the backs of the savage Iroquois, and the truculent
Iroquois returned the compliment. Tribes which now seek one another’s
scalps then sat smiling benevolently in each other’s faces, smoking the
never-laid-aside calumet of peace.
These first men were not quite like the men now, for they had tails. Very
handsome tails they were, covered with long silky hair; very convenient
were these appendages in a country where flies were numerous and
troublesome, tails being more sudden in their movements than hands, and
more conveniently situated for whisking off the flies which alight on the
back. It was a pleasant sight to see the ancestral men leisurely smoking,
and waving their flexible tails at the doors of their wigwams in the
golden autumn evenings, and within were no squalling children, no
wrangling wives. The men doted on their tails, and they painted and
adorned them; they platted the hair into beautiful tresses, and wove
bright beads and shells and wampum with the hair. They attached bows and
streamers of coloured ribbons to the extremities of their tails, and when
men ran and pursued the elk or the moose, there was a flutter of colour
behind them, and a tinkle of precious ornaments.
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