American Museum of Natural History -- Fiction; Indians of North America -- Fiction; Nature stories, American; Western stories
"She had been brought up a foundling in the house of the old chief and
was fond of him. Tse-tse, who had heard and said more than became a
young man, was both angry and frightened; therefore he boasted.
"'Kokomo shall not make me a Koshare,' he said; 'it will not be the
first time I have carried the Council against him.'
"At that time I did not know so much of the Dine as that they were men.
But the day after Willow-in-the-Wind told Tse-tse that Kokomo meant to
have him elected to the Koshare if only to keep him from making a mock
of Kokomo, we went up over the south wall hunting.
"It was all flat country from there to the roots of the mountains; great
pines stood wide apart, with here and there a dwarf cedar steeping in
the strong sun. We hunted all the morning and lay up under a dark oak
watching the young winds stalk one another among the lupins. Lifting
myself to catch the upper scent, I winded a man that was not of
Ty-uonyi. A moment later we saw him with a buck on his shoulders,
working his way cautiously toward the head of Dripping Spring Canyon.
'Dine!' said Tse-tse; 'fighting man.' And he signed to me that we must
stalk him.
"For an hour we slunk and crawled through the black rock that broke
through the mesa like a twisty root of the mountain. At the head of
Dripping Spring we smelled wood smoke. We crept along the canyon rim and
saw our man at the bottom of it. He had hung up his buck at the camp and
was cutting strips from it for his supper.
"'Look well, Kabeyde,' said my master; 'smell and remember. This man is
my enemy.' I did not like the smell in any case. The Queres smell of the
earth in which they dig and house, but the Dine smelled of himself and
the smoke of sagebrush. Tse-tse's hand was on the back of my neck.
'Wait,' he said; 'one Dine has not two blankets.' We could see them
lying in a little heap not far from the camp. Presently in the dusk
another man came up the canyon from the direction of the river and
joined him.
"We cast back and forth between Dripping Spring and the mouth of the
Ty-uonyi most of the night, but no more Dine showed themselves. At
sunrise Willow-in-the-Wind met us coming up the Rito.
"'Feed farther up,' Tse-tse told her; 'the Dine are abroad.'
"Her face changed, but she did not squeal as the other women did when
they heard it. Therefore I respected her. That was the way it was with
me. Every face I searched, to see if there was fear in it, and if there
was none I myself was a little afraid; but where there was fear the back
of my neck bristled. I know that the hair rose on it when we came to
tell our story to the Council. That was when Kokomo was called; he came
rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, pretending that Tse-tse had made a
tale out of nothing.
"'We have a treaty with the Dine,' he said. 'Besides, I was out
rehearsing with the Koshare last night toward Shut Canyon; if there had
been Dine _I_ should have seen them.'
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