THE GOOD LOOKING WOMAN


Once there was a good looking woman. The men all liked her looks, but she would not have any of them. Even several animals said of her, "I sure would like to go with this woman."

Now there were three animals; a beaver, a skunk, and an owl. They said, "Now we will try to get this woman." They told the owl, "You go first and see whether you can get this woman." Then the owl went to see the woman, but she told him, "I won't go with you because you are ugly. Your eyes are too big. I won't go with you!" So the owl went back and said, "I couldn't get that woman."

Next the skunk went to see the woman, and she told him, "I won't go with you either because you are too ugly, and you stink." So he went back and said, "I couldn't get that women either."

So then the beaver said, "I will go see that woman." When he got there he began to talk to the woman, but he also failed to get the woman. She told him, "I won't have you because you are an ugly thing. Your teeth are wide and your tail is big and broad. That tail of yours looks like a stirring paddle."

Then the beaver went back and he said, "Well, I also could do nothing with that woman. Now I wonder what we could do to get that woman?" Then they talked about what they could do to be able to get that woman. The beaver said, "Way over there in the creek, where she gets water, there is a log that runs into the water. Now I'll go and gnaw that log nearly in two. Then when that woman goes to fetch water, her weight will break the log, and the woman will fall into the water. Then she will send for us so we can help her get out.

Then when that woman fell in the water she said, "Now I wish the beaver was here. Maybe he could help me out of get out of the water."

Then she began to sing, "Pe Pe Kwan Sa, Pe Pe Kwan So. Ni ha noliha tamakwesa (I like the beaver)." Then he said, "No one would like my looks because I am ugly. My teeth are too wide, and my tail looks like a stirring paddle."

Then the woman sang, "Pe Pe Kwan Sa. Niha nolina shekakwisa (I like the skunk). Pe Pe Kwan Sa." The skunk said, "No one would like my looks because I am so ugly and because I stink."

Then again she began to sing, "Pe Pe Kwan Sa. Niha noliha kukhusa (I like the owl)." Then the owl said, "No one would like my looks because I am ugly. I've got big eyes."

So the woman floated on down the creek, nobody would help her, and she finally drowned.

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WHEN SQUIRRELS WERE HUGE

Long ago, the squirrel was huge, and walked all over the place, in the valleys, in the woods, and the big forests, looking for smaller creatures to eat. He would eat all kinds of animals, even snakes.

Suddenly one evening he saw a two-legged creature running along. So he ran after that two-legged creature, and finally he caught that person, and when he snatched him up he began to tear him to pieces. Finally he ate that person all up except for the person's hand which the giant squirrel was carrying in his hand.

While he was still busy chewing, all at once this person, an enormous person, was standing nearby. That person had a very white light shining and shimmering all around him, and when he said anything he roared like thunder and the earth shook and the trees fell down. He was the Creator.

The Creator said to the squirrel, "Now, truly you have done a very terrible deed. You have killed my child. Now, from this time on it is you who will be little and your children and your great grandchildren will be eaten, and the shameful thing you did will always be seen (by a mark) under your forearm." Oh, the squirrel was scared, and he trembled with fear. He wanted to hide the man's hand, and he placed it under his upper arm. This story must be true because for a long time I have cut up and cooked many squirrels, and I have seen the hand under the squirrel's upper arm. We always cut that piece out before cooking the squirrel.
THE HUNTER AND THE OWL

Once a Delaware man and his wife went on a long hunt quite a way from the village. They had been out several days without having any luck when one night as they were sitting around their camp fire an owl hooted from a tree near by and after hooting laughed. This was considered a good omen, but to make sure of this the hunter took a chunk of fire and retired a little way from the camp under the tree where the owl was perched, and laid the chunk of fire on the ground, and sitting by it began to sprinkle tobacco on the live coal and talk to the owl. He said: "Mo-hoo-mus (or Grandfather), I have heard you whoop and laugh. I know by this that you see good luck coming to me after these few days of discouragement. I know that you are very fond of the fat of the deer and that you can exercise influence over the game if you will. I want you to bring much game in my way, not only deer, but fur-bearing animals, so that I may return home with a bountiful supply of furs as well as much dried meat, and I will promise you that from the largest deer that I kill, I will give you the fat and heart, of which you are very fond. I will hang them in a tree so that you can get them." The owl laughed again and the hunter knew that he would get much game after that.

The next morning he arose early, just before day, and started out with his bow and arrow, leaving his wife to take care of the camp. He had not gone far before he killed a very large buck. In his haste to take the deer back to camp so that he could go out and kill another before it got too late, he forgot his promise to the owl and did not take out the fat and heart and hang it in the tree as he said he would do, but flung the deer across his shoulder and started for camp. The deer was very heavy and he could not carry it all the way to camp without stopping to rest. He had only gone a few steps when he heard the owl hoot. This time it did not laugh as it had the night before.

The owl flew low down, right in front of the man, and said to him: "Is this the way you keep your promise to me? For this falsehood I will curse you. When you lay down this deer, you will fall dead." The hunter was quick to reply: "Grandfather, it is true I did not hang the fat up for you where I killed the deer, but I did not intend to keep it from you as you accuse me. I too have power and I say to you that when you alight, you too will fall dead. We will see who is the stronger and who first will die." The owl made a circle or two and began to get very tired, for owls can only fly a short distance. When it came back again, it said: "My good hunter, I will recall my curse and help you all I can, if you will recall yours, and we will be friends after this." The hunter was glad enough to agree, as he was getting very tired too. So the hunter lay the deer down and took out the fat and the heart and hung them up. When he picked up the deer again it was much lighter and he carried it to his camp with perfect ease. His wife was very glad to see him bringing in game. She soon dressed the deer and cut up strips of the best meat and hung them up to dry, and the hunter went out again and soon returned with other game.

In a few days they had all the furs and dried meat they could both carry to their home, and the hunter learned a lesson on this trip that he never afterwards forgot, that whenever a promise is made it should always be fulfilled.

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