But Adrian did not echo these sentiments. He was finding a world of deep
interest in everything that went on. The antics of the dancers, the
wrapt attention paid them by the squatty women clustered here and there,
and who never once took their eyes off the circle of braves passing
round and round in endless procession; even the way the children were
fascinated by the sight—all these things Adrian was taking note of, for
he wished to tell of his experiences later on.
“Don’t forget that you’ve got a kodak along, Billie!” warned Donald,
after the affair had been in progress so long that some of the dancers
had fallen out of the circle utterly exhausted by the continuous
movements, though others immediately took their places, just as the
substitutes on a football team are injected into the game when injuries
cause some of the players to drop out of the hot scrimmage.
At that Billie awoke from his trance with a jump.
“Oh! thank you for telling me about it, Donald!” he exclaimed; “whatever
could I have been thinking about to forget that? And as I never expect
to see another snake-dance in all my life, why, how could I have
remedied the blunder? But thank goodness it ain’t too late yet.”
Accordingly he set diligently to work to repair his error, and for some
time the clicking of the rapid shutter told that Billie was getting
snapshots of the whole scene, and individual parts of the same, as fast
as he could work it.
As the afternoon was now waning, the last act in the list of ceremonies
bade fair to soon close in a blaze of glory.
The wild dancers, spurred on by the continued incantations of the
weird-looking old medicine man, and their own desire to show off before
their people, seemed to be vying with one another in the endeavor to
excel in grotesque acts. They wrapped the writhing snakes around their
necks, and held them between their teeth in seemingly reckless fashion,
much to the horror of some of the white spectators, but adding greatly
to the delight of the dusky horde that gathered there, and gaped, and
admired, and applauded in their own fashion.
After all human nature is pretty much alike, when you come to take off
the outward veneer that is given by different associations and methods
of living. Adrian had seen just such sights as these, minus the
rattlesnakes, and the weird dress of the participants, in many a
gathering in the East, where thousands went fairly wild over a fiercely
contested football game.
As the twilight began to fall the furious dance came to an end at the
command of the medicine man, whose word was law with the Zunis. He knew
it had now reached its proper conclusion, and that the warriors were
almost at the point of utter exhaustion.
“All over but the shoutin’, and perhaps it’s safe for us to get down off
this rock pile now,” remarked Billie, as the last of the dancers went
staggering away, leaving the arena that had been the theater of their
weird ceremony to the thronging squaws and boys and girls.
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