“The Great King fell upon his dazzling face and wept. ... “When the kings assembled, the waters had already moved.... The natives had now crossed the dry lands. They were beyond the water-mark. Their kings reached them in their vehicles, and led them on to the lands of fire and metal (east and north).... “Stars and meteors showered on the lands of the Black Faces, but they slept.... “The waters rose and covered the valleys from one end of the earth to the other. High lands remained dry.... There dwelt those who escaped—the men of the Yellow Faces and of the Straight Eye. “When the Lords of the Dark Faces awoke, they bethought them of the vehicles, in order to escape from the rising waters, but they were gone. Some of the most powerful of the Dark Faces awoke first, and pursued those who had spoiled them. Many of the faint-hearted perished on their way. “The pursuers, whose heads and chests soared high above the water, chased them. Finally the rising waves reached them, and they perished to the last man. The soil sank under their feet, and the earth engulfed those who had desecrated her....” * * * * * When Yermah ceased speaking, he crossed over to the southern altar, and laid a small wreath of jasmine on Akaza’s veil, saying: “Thou hast quashed the will-o’-the-wisp of doubtful spirits. Thou hast crossed the Bridge of Kinevat[17] and art come into bliss.” The congregation followed the example of the Dorado, and for the remainder of the day made offerings upon the different altars. They deposited palms in the eastern niche; on the north, cypress and aloes; on the south, quantities of white flowers; while about the entrance they strewed branches of weeping-willow. The sun went down on absolute silence. Every animal was either muzzled or shut up in a dark place. There was not a light in the city, nor did a human being speak above a whisper. Just before midnight the people retired, without breaking fast during the whole twenty-four hours. In the dead watches of the night they communed silently with hordes of disembodied entities who had crossed the bridge which connects one phase of mind with desire, and the other with spirit. By this means the upward surging forces of the animal kingdom, are united with the downward cycling emanation of the Divine—the most profound myth associated with the Bridge of Kinevat. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO THE ARROW-HEAD MEMORIAL TO THE LOST MONBAS TRIBES The legend of Humoo, or the Lost Arrow, associated with the Giant’s Thumb, one of the wonders of the Yo-Semite Valley, had its origin in the building of the enormous arrow-head in a triangular plateau two thousand feet above the level of the sea, in the ribbon-like convolutions of the San Bernardino Mountains, about six miles from the little village bearing the same name.