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
Lastly, the birds and the insects, with the smaller
animals, gathered together for a similar purpose, the
grub-worm presiding over the meeting. Each in turn
expressed an opinion, and the consensus was against
mankind. They devised and named various diseases.
When the plants, which were friendly to man, heard
what had been arranged by the animals, they determined
to frustrate their evil designs. Each tree, shrub, and
herb, down even to the grasses and mosses, agreed to
furnish a remedy for some one of the diseases named.
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Thus did medicine come into being. When the _shaman_
is in doubt as to what treatment to apply for the relief
of a patient the spirit of the plant suggests a fitting
remedy.
The Wonderful Kettle
A story is told among the Iroquois of two brothers
who lived in the wilderness far from all human
habitation. The elder brother went into the forest to hunt
game, while the younger stayed at home and tended
the hut, cooked the food, and gathered firewood.
One evening the tired hunter returned from the
chase, and the younger brother took the game from
him as usual and dressed it for supper. "I will smoke
awhile before I eat," said the hunter, and he smoked
in silence for a time. When he was tired of smoking
he lay down and went to sleep.
"Strange," said the boy; "I should have thought
he would want to eat first."
When the hunter awoke he found that his brother
had prepared the supper and was waiting for him.
"Go to bed," said he; "I wish to be alone."
Wondering much, the boy did as he was bidden,
but he could not help asking himself how his brother
could possibly live if he did not eat. In the
morning he observed that the hunter went away without
tasting any food, and on many succeeding mornings
and evenings the same thing happened.
"I must watch him at night," said the boy to himself,
"for he must eat at night, since he eats at no other
time."
That same evening, when the lad was told as usual
to go to bed, he lay down and pretended to be sound
asleep, but all the time one of his eyes was open. In
this cautious fashion he watched his brother, and saw
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him rise from his couch and pass through a trap-door
in the floor, from which he shortly emerged bearing
a rusty kettle, the bottom of which he scraped
industriously. Filling it with water, he set it on the
blazing fire. As he did so he struck it with a whip,
saying at every blow: "Grow larger, my kettle!"
The obedient kettle became of gigantic proportions,
and after setting it aside to cool the man ate its contents
with evident relish.
His watchful younger brother, well content with
the result of his observation, turned over and went to
sleep.
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