But these unfortunate wretches were soon again embroiled in factional warfare which finally involved all the Hopi, and the stone images of the _Alosaka_ were lost or destroyed. Famine and pestilence again decimated them, until finally the _Alosaka katcina_ appeared to them and instructed them to carve two wooden images, but threatening them that if these images should be lost or destroyed, all the people would die. Many other but widely divergent legends exist regarding the _Alosaka_, a number of which are associated with the pueblo of Awatobi, which was formerly one of the most populous Hopi towns. At one time this village experienced drought and famine, and _Alosaka_, from his home in the San Francisco Mountains, observed the trouble of the people. Disguised as a youth he visited Awatobi and became enamored with a maiden of that town. Several times he visited her, but no one knew whence he came or whither he went, for his trail no one could follow. The parents of the girl at last discovered that he came on the rainbow, and recognized him as a divine being. The children of this maid were horned beings, or _Alosakas_, but their identity was not at first recognized. Like all the cultus heroes, _Alosaka_ is said, in legends, to have been miraculously born of a virgin. His father was the Sun, his mother an Earth-goddess, sometimes called a maiden. Like many gods, he traveled on the rainbow; he lived at Tawaki, the house of his father, the Sun, or the San Francisco Mountains.[14] [14] The Alosaka Cult of the Hopi Indians, by J. Walter Fewkes; American Anthropologist (N. S.), Vol. I, July, 1899, pp. 535-539. There is another tradition of the clans that moved from the southward collected by the late A. M. Stephen from no less a personage than Anowita (p. 208), who was chief of the Cloud people. The tradition is as follows: We did not come direct to this region [Tusayan],--we had no fixed intention as to where we should go. We are the Patki nyumu, and we dwelt at Palatkwabi [Red land] where the agave grows high and plentiful; perhaps it was in the region the Americans call Gila valley, but of that I am not certain. It was far south of here, and a large river flowed past our village, which was large, and the houses were high, and a strange thing happened there.