The Myths of the North American IndiansSpence, Lewis
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The Myths of the North American Indians
Spence, Lewis
Indian mythology -- North America; Indians of North America -- Folklore
Scar-face was brave but poor. His parents had died while he was yet a
boy, and he had no near relations. But his heart was high, and he was
a mighty hunter. The old men said that Scar-face had a future before
him, but the young braves twitted him because of a mark across his
face, left by the rending claw of a great grizzly which he had slain in
close fight.
The chief of his tribe possessed a beautiful daughter, whom all the
young men desired in marriage. Scar-face also had fallen in love with
her, but he felt ashamed to declare his passion because of his poverty.
The maiden had already repulsed half the braves of his tribe. Why, he
argued, should she accept him, poor and disfigured as he was?
One day he passed her as she sat outside her lodge. He cast a
penetrating glance at her--a glance which was observed by one of her
unsuccessful suitors, who sneeringly remarked:
"Scar-face would marry our chiefs daughter! She does not desire a man
without a blemish. Ha, Scar-face, now is your chance!"
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Scar-face turned upon the jeerer, and in his quiet yet dignified manner
remarked that it was his intention to ask the chief's daughter to be
his wife. His announcement met with ridicule, but he took no notice of
it and sought the girl.
He found her by the river, pulling rushes to make baskets.
Approaching, he respectfully addressed her.
"I am poor," he said, "but my heart is rich in love for you. I have no
wealth of furs or pemmican. I live by my bow and spear. I love you.
Will you dwell with me in my lodge and be my wife?"
The Sun-God's Decree
The girl regarded him with bright, shy eyes peering up through lashes
as the morning sun peers through the branches.
"My husband would not be poor," she faltered, "for my father, the
chief, is wealthy and has abundance in his lodge. But it has been laid
upon me by the Sun-god that I may not marry."
"These are heavy words," said Scar-face sadly. "May they not be
recalled?"
"On one condition only," replied the girl. "Seek the Sun-god and ask
him to release me from my promise. If he consents to do so, request
him to remove the scar from your face as a sign that I may know that he
gives me to you."
Scar-face was sad at heart, for he could not believe that the Sun-god,
having chosen such a beautiful maiden for himself, would renounce her.
But he gave the chief's daughter his promise that he would seek out the
god in his own bright country and ask him to grant his request.
For many moons Scar-face sought the home of the Sun-god. He traversed
wide plains and dense forests, {198} crossed rivers and lofty
mountains, yet never a trace of the golden gates of the dwelling of the
God of Light could he see.
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