The favorite son of a Tewa died, and the father looked about him for
someone on whom to blame this calamity. Indian grief, seldom
long-lived, may be the more quickly assuaged if one can fix the blame.
Suddenly the bereaved father discovered that a certain neighbor was a
witch. He did not like the man anyway. So, finding him prowling around
the house,—urged by a sympathetic curiosity, no doubt,—the parent
seized him and dragged him into the room with the dead.
“Now,” he cried, amid tears, “You see him plainer. Look at him. You are
the one who killed him. You are a witch, and you sickened him with
sorceries and bad medicine. Listen! When we kill anything, we always
eat it. Now you eat him!”
This the alleged doctor shrank from doing, and forthwith the enraged
father administered a terrific beating. The nose of this unfortunate
neighbor was hammered out of all resemblance to a human organ, and
other features of him were sadly damaged. They both appeared before me
the next day. The father then expressed penitence and disavowed a
belief in witches; but I could see that his conversion had been too
rapid. In his troubled heart the witches prevailed. He seemed not to
mind his sentence of a week at hard labor, having had action for his
sorrow.
Having once opened a docket, the word seemed to go forth to the mesas
and the cañons to bring in their complaints. The cases became legion.
One would begin to examine witnesses in so simple a matter as
horse-stealing and record quite a bit of evidence, to discover suddenly
that the animal in question had disappeared eleven years gone, the
complaint having been duly entered by seven different Indian Agents
sitting at this and other Agencies. It became necessary to impose a
statute of limitations.
The first real trial concerned a medicine man and his collar-bone. One
Horace Greeley, of Sitchumnovi, in the First Mesa District, at that
time reputed to be seventy-four years old, and by profession a
bone-setter, had not pleased a member of his tribe. Or perhaps he had
conjured only too well with the misplaced anatomy of the patient, and
charged according to his skill. At any rate, a relative of the patient
took umbrage, and proceeded to handle Horace in a rough and unseemly
manner. Among other things damaged was Horace’s own collar-bone. He
could not very well set this himself, and naturally distrusted his
confreres; so he was forced to send for the Agency physician; otherwise
I should not have heard of the case. But Horace being found with a
fractured collar-bone and numerous contusions, the matter was reported,
and his complaint entered for the next session of court.
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