Life on The Mississippi (56 page)

He then laid aside his hunting dress and accoutrements, and soon after both his feet began to turn black, so that he could not move. Still he directed his sister where to place the arrows, that she might always have food. The inflammation continued to increase, and had now reached his first rib; and he said: “Sister, my end is near. You must do as I tell you. You see my medicine sack, and my war club tied to it. It contains all my medicines, and my war plumes, and my paints of all colors. As soon as the inflammation reaches my breast, you will take my war club. It has a sharp point, and you will cut off my head. When it is free from my body, take it, place its neck in the sack, which you must open at one end. Then hang it up in its former place. Do not forget my bow and arrows. One of the last you will take to procure food. The remainder, tie in my sack, and then hang it up, so that I can look toward the door. Now and then I will speak to you, but not often.” His sister again promised to obey.

In a little time his breast was affected. “Now,” said he, “take the club and strike off my head.” She was afraid, but he told her to muster courage.
“Strike,”
said he, and a smile was on his face. Mustering all her courage, she gave the blow and cut off the head. “Now,” said the head, “place me where I told you.” And fearfully she obeyed it in all its commands. Retaining its animation, it looked around the lodge as usual, and it would command its sister to go in such places as it thought would procure for her the flesh of different animals she needed. One day the head said: “The time is not distant when I shall be freed from this situation, and I shall have to undergo many sore evils. So the superior manito decrees, and I must bear all patiently.” In this situation we must leave the head.

In a certain part of the country was a village inhabited by a numerous and warlike band of Indians. In this village was a family of ten young men—brothers. It was in the spring of the year that the youngest of these blackened his face and fasted. His dreams were propitious. Having ended his fast, he went secretly for his brothers at night, so that none in the village could overhear or find out the direction they intended to go. Though their drum was heard, yet that was a common occurrence. Having ended the usual formalities, he told how favorable his dreams were, and that he had called them together to know if they would accompany him in a war excursion. They all answered they would. The third brother from the eldest, noted for his oddities, coming up with his war club when his brother had ceased speaking, jumped up. “Yes,” said he, “I will go, and this will be the way I will treat those I am going to fight”; and he struck the post in the center of the lodge, and gave a yell. The others spoke to him, saying: “Slow, slow, Mudjikewis, when you are in other people’s lodges.” So he sat down. Then, in turn, they took the drum, and sang their songs, and closed with a feast. The youngest told them not to whisper their intention to their wives, but secretly to prepare for their journey. They all promised obedience, and Mudjikewis was the first to say so.

The time for their departure drew near. Word was given to assemble on a certain night when they would depart immediately. Mudjikewis was loud in his demands for his moccasins. Several times his wife asked him the reason. “Besides,” said she, “you have a good pair on.” “Quick, quick,” said he, “since you must know, we are going on a war excursion; so be quick.” He thus revealed the secret. That night they met and started. The snow was on the ground, and they traveled all night, lest others should follow them. When it was daylight, the leader took snow and made a ball of it, then tossing it into the air, he said: “It was in this way I saw snow fall in a dream, so that I could not be tracked.” And he told them to keep close to each other for fear of losing themselves, as the snow began to fall in very large flakes. Near as they walked, it was with difficulty they could see each other. The snow continued falling all that day and the following night, so it was impossible to track them.

They had now walked for several days, and Mudjikewis was always in the rear. One day, running suddenly forward, he gave the
saw-saw-quan
²⁸
and struck a tree with his war club, and it broke into pieces as if struck with lightning. “Brothers,” said he, “this will be the way I will serve those we are going to fight.” The leader answered, “Slow, slow, Mudjikewis, the one I lead you to is not to be thought of so lightly.” Again he fell back and thought to himself. “What! What! Who can this be he is leading us to?” He fell fearful and was silent. Day after day they traveled on, till they came to an extensive plain, on the borders of which human bones were bleaching in the sun. The leader spoke: “They are the bones of those who have gone before us. None has ever yet returned to tell the sad tale of their fate.” Again Mudjikewis became restless, and, running forward, gave the accustomed yell. Advancing to a large rock which stood above the ground, he struck it, and it fell to pieces. “See, brothers,” said he, “thus will I treat those whom we are going to fight.” “Still, still,” once more said the leader; “he to whom I am leading you is not to be compared to the rock.”

Mudjikewis fell back thoughtful, saying to himself: “I wonder who this can be that he is going to attack”; and he was afraid. Still they continued to see the remains of former warriors, who had been to the place where they were now going, some of whom had retreated as far back as the place where they first saw the bones, beyond which no one had ever escaped. At last they came to a piece of rising ground, from which they plainly distinguished, sleeping on a distant mountain, a mammoth bear.

The distance between them was very great, but the size of the animal caused him to be plainly seen. “There,” said the leader, “it is he to whom I am leading you; here our troubles will commence, for he is a mishemokwa and a manito. It is he who has that we prize so dearly (
i.e.
, wampum), to obtain which, the warriors whose bones we saw, sacrificed their lives. You must not be fearful; be manly. We shall find him asleep.” Then the leader went forward and touched the belt around the animal’s neck. “This,” said he, “is what we must get. It contains the wampum.” Then they requested the eldest to try and slip the belt over the bear’s head, who appeared to be fast asleep, as he was not in the least disturbed by the attempt to obtain the belt. All their efforts were in vain, till it came to the one next the youngest. He tried, and the belt moved nearly over the monster’s head, but he could get it no farther. Then the youngest one, and the leader, made his attempt, and succeeded. Placing it on the back of the oldest, he said, “Now we must run,” and off they started. When one became fatigued with its weight, another would relieve him. Thus they ran till they had passed the bones of all former warriors, and were some distance beyond, when, looking back, they saw the monster slowly rising. He stood some time before he missed his wampum. Soon they heard his tremendous howl, like distant thunder, slowly filling all the sky; and then they heard him speak and say, “Who can it be that has dared to steal my wampum? Earth is not so large but that I can find them”; and he descended from the hill in pursuit. As if convulsed, the earth shook with every jump he made. Very soon he approached the party. They, however, kept the belt, exchanging it from one to another, and encouraging each other; but he gained on them fast. “Brothers,” said the leader, “has never any one of you, when fasting, dreamed of some friendly spirit who would aid you as a guardian?” A dead silence followed. “Well,” said he, “fasting I dreamed of being in danger of instant death, when I saw a small lodge, with smoke curling from its top. An old man lived in it, and I dreamed he helped me; and may it be verified soon,” he said, running forward and giving the peculiar yell, and a howl as if the sounds came from the depths of his stomach, and what is called
checaudum
. Getting upon a piece of rising ground, behold!—a lodge, with smoke curling from its top, appeared. This gave them all new strength, and they ran forward and entered it. The leader spoke to the old man who sat in the lodge, saying, “Nemesho, help us; we claim your protection, for the great bear will kill us.” “Sit down and eat, my grandchildren,” said the old man. “Who is a great manito?” said he. “There is none but me; but let me look,” and he opened the door of the lodge, when, lo!—at a little distance he saw the enraged animal coming on, with slow but powerful leaps. He closed the door. “Yes,” said he, “he is indeed a great manito: my grandchildren, you will be the cause of my losing my life; you asked my protection, and I granted it; so now, come what may, I will protect you. When the bear arrives at the door, you must run out of the other door of the lodge.” Then putting his hand to the side of the lodge where he sat, he brought out a bag which he opened. Taking out two small black dogs, he placed them before him. “These are the ones I use when I fight,” said he; and he commenced patting with both hands the sides of one of them, and he began to swell out, so that he soon filled the lodge by his bulk; and he had great strong teeth. When he attained his full size he growled, and from that moment, as from instinct, he jumped out at the door and met the bear, who in another leap would have reached the lodge. A terrible combat ensued. The skies rang with the howls of the fierce monsters. The remaining dog soon took the field. The brothers, at the onset, took the advice of the old man, and escaped through the opposite side of the lodge. They had not proceeded far before they heard the dying cry of one of the dogs, and soon after of the other. “Well,” said the leader, “the old man will share their fate: so run; he will soon be after us.” They started with fresh vigor, for they had received food from the old man: but very soon the bear came in sight, and again was fast gaining upon them. Again the leader asked the brothers if they could do nothing for their safety. All were silent. The leader, running forward, did as before. “I dreamed,” he cried, “that, being in great trouble, an old man helped me who was a manito; we shall soon see his lodge.” Taking courage, they still went on. After going a short distance they saw the lodge of the old manito. They entered immediately and claimed his protection, telling him a manito was after them. The old man, setting meat before them, said: “Eat. Who is a manito? There is no manito but me; there is none whom I fear”; and the earth trembled as the monster advanced. The old man opened the door and saw him coming. He shut it slowly, and said: “Yes, my grandchildren, you have brought trouble upon me.” Procuring his medicine sack, he took out his small war clubs of black stone, and told the young men to run through the other side of the lodge. As he handled the clubs, they became very large, and the old man stepped out just as the bear reached the door. Then striking him with one of the clubs, it broke in pieces; the bear stumbled. Renewing the attempt with the other war club, that also was broken, but the bear fell senseless. Each blow the old man gave him sounded like a clap of thunder, and the howls of the bear ran along till they filled the heavens.

The young men had now run some distance, when they looked back. They could see that the bear was recovering from the blows. First he moved his paws, and soon they saw him rise on his feet. The old man shared the fate of the first, for they now heard his cries as he was torn in pieces. Again the monster was in pursuit, and fast overtaking them. Not yet discouraged, the young men kept on their way; but the bear was now so close that the leader once more applied to his brothers, but they could do nothing. “Well,” said he, “my dreams will soon be exhausted; after this I have but one more.” He advanced, invoking his guardian spirit to aid him. “Once,” said he, “I dreamed that, being sorely pressed, I came to a large lake, on the shore of which was a canoe, partly out of water, having ten paddles all in readiness. Do not fear,” he cried, “we shall soon get it.” And so it was, even as he had said. Coming to the lake, they saw the canoe with ten paddles, and immediately they embarked. Scarcely had they reached the center of the lake, when they saw the bear arrive at its borders. Lifting himself on his hind legs, he looked all around. Then he waded into the water; then losing his footing he turned back, and commenced making the circuit of the lake. Meantime the party remained stationary in the center to watch his movements. He traveled all around, till at last he came to the place from whence he started. Then he commenced drinking up the water, and they saw the current fast setting in toward his open mouth. The leader encouraged them to paddle hard for the opposite shore. When only a short distance from land, the current had increased so much that they were drawn back by it, and all their efforts to reach it were in vain.

Then the leader again spoke, telling them to meet their fates manfully. “Now is the time, Mudjikewis,” said he, “to show your prowess. Take courage and sit at the bow of the canoe; and when it approaches his mouth, try what effect your club will have on his head.” He obeyed, and stood ready to give the blow; while the leader, who steered, directed the canoe for the open mouth of the monster.

Rapidly advancing, they were just about to enter his mouth when Mudjikewis struck him a tremendous blow on the head, and gave the
saw-saw-quan
. The bear’s limbs doubled under him, and he fell, stunned by the blow. But before Mudjikewis could renew it, the monster disgorged all the water he had drank, with a force which sent the canoe with great velocity to the opposite shore. Instantly leaving the canoe, again they fled, and on they went till they were completely exhausted. The earth again shook, and soon they saw the monster hard after them. Their spirits drooped, and they felt discouraged. The leader exerted himself, by actions and words, to cheer them up; and once more he asked them if they thought of nothing, or could do nothing for their rescue; and as before, all were silent. “Then,” he said, “this is the last time I can apply to my guardian spirit. Now, if we do not succeed, our fates are decided.” He ran forward, invoking his spirit with great earnestness, and gave the yell. “We shall soon arrive,” said he to his brothers, “at the place where my last guardian spirit dwells. In him I place great confidence. Do not, do not be afraid, or your limbs will be fearbound. We shall soon reach his lodge. Run, run,” he cried.