Finally all the snakes had been removed from our corners, and several
inches of them made a moving carpet where had been the mosaic. There
came a pause, a significant cessation of action, as if the priests had
reached an unexpected, unforeseen part of the service. There was a
quick consultation among the head-men. One of the boys, Edward, began
looking around. He went to the nearest peg and removed some of the
costumes, dropping a mask to the floor. He examined the mask. Then he
went to another peg and performed this same search. And then he came
straight toward me, at the end of the platform.
“What is it, Edward?” I asked him.
“We had sixty-five rattlesnakes, Mr. Crane,” he replied stolidly, “and
now we count but sixty-four. Let me look through those dresses you are
leaning against. That other one may be—”
“Excuse me,” I said hurriedly, as I went up the ladder.
XXI
DESERT BELASCOS
Of course all Indians should not be forced into the same mould.
Let us try to give each his chance to develop what is best in
him. Moreover, let us be wary of interfering overmuch with
either his work or his play. It is mere tyranny, for instance,
to stop all Indian dances. Some which are obscene or dangerous
must be prohibited. Others should be permitted, and many of
them encouraged. Nothing that tells for the joy of life, in any
community, should be lightly touched.
Roosevelt: A Booklover’s Holidays.
When I first read this, I thought of and began to compare the different
types of Indian dances and ceremonies I had witnessed: the Butterfly,
Basket, and Corn dances, the Snake and Flute Dances of the Hopi; the
Medicine Sings, and squaw dances, and the Ye-be-chai of the Navajo; the
colorful pageants of the Pueblos, after Catholic Mass is celebrated on
the name-days of their patron saints, and the fiesta begins; the
memorial ceremony of the Mohave, and their cremation of the dead. And
those slam-bang, whirlwind dances of the Sioux.
Some of these were commemorative; some were fixed ceremonials; some
were of little moment; some seemed nothing more serious than
masquerades; some were filled with superstition and had just a touch of
smoldering fanaticism under the veneer of paint and feathers. A few
were social gatherings, a break in the monotony of existence, having in
them “the joy of life.” And while all of the native dances should have
thrown around them a thin line of supervision and restraint, many of
them should be by no means “lightly touched.”
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