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Myths and Legends of the Sioux

Marie McLaughlin

Table of Contents

Myths and Legends of the Sioux .......................................................................................................................1

Marie McLaughlin...................................................................................................................................1

FOREWORD..........................................................................................................................................2

THE FORGOTTEN EAR OF CORN.....................................................................................................3

THE LITTLE MICE...............................................................................................................................3

THE PET RABBIT.................................................................................................................................4

THE PET DONKEY...............................................................................................................................4

The Donkey Refused to Carry Kitchen Utensils....................................................................................5

THE RABBIT AND THE ELK..............................................................................................................5

THE RABBIT AND THE GROUSE GIRLS.........................................................................................6

THE FAITHFUL LOVERS....................................................................................................................7

THE ARTICHOKE AND THE MUSKRAT..........................................................................................9

THE RABBIT AND THE BEAR WITH THE FLINT BODY...........................................................10

STORY OF THE LOST WIFE.............................................................................................................11

THE RACCOON AND THE CRAWFISH..........................................................................................12

LEGEND OF STANDING ROCK.......................................................................................................13

STORY OF THE PEACE PIPE............................................................................................................14

A BASHFUL COURTSHIP.................................................................................................................14

THE SIMPLETON'S WISDOM...........................................................................................................15

A LITTLE BRAVE AND THE MEDICINE WOMAN......................................................................17

THE BOUND CHILDREN..................................................................................................................18

THE SIGNS OF CORN........................................................................................................................21

STORY OF THE RABBITS.................................................................................................................21

HOW THE RABBIT LOST HIS TAIL.................................................................................................22

UNKTOMI AND THE ARROWHEADS............................................................................................25

THE BEAR AND THE RABBIT HUNT BUFFALO.........................................................................26

THE BRAVE WHO WENT ON THE WARPATH ALONE AND WON THE NAME OF THE

LONE WARRIOR.................................................................................................................................28

THE SIOUX WHO MARRIED THE CROW CHIEF'S DAUGHTER..............................................31

THE BOY AND THE TURTLES........................................................................................................33

THE HERMIT, OR THE GIFT OF CORN..........................................................................................33

THE MYSTERIOUS BUTTE..............................................................................................................34

THE WONDERFUL TURTLE............................................................................................................36

THE MAN AND THE OAK................................................................................................................37

STORY OF THE TWO YOUNG FRIENDS.......................................................................................38

THE STORY OF THE PET CROW.....................................................................................................44

THE "WASNA" (PEMMICAN) MAN AND THE UNKTOMI (SPIDER).......................................46

THE RESUSCITATION OF THE ONLY DAUGHTER...................................................................47

THE STORY OF THE PET CRANE...................................................................................................49

WHITE PLUME....................................................................................................................................50

STORY OF PRETTY FEATHERED FOREHEAD............................................................................54

THE FOUR BROTHERS; OR INYANHOKSILA (STONE BOY)...................................................57

THE UNKTOMI (SPIDER), TWO WIDOWS, AND THE RED PLUMS.........................................64

Myths and Legends of the Sioux

Marie McLaughlin

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FOREWORD• THE FORGOTTEN EAR OF CORN• THE LITTLE MICE• THE PET RABBIT• THE PET DONKEY• The Donkey Refused to Carry Kitchen Utensils• THE RABBIT AND THE ELK• THE RABBIT AND THE GROUSE GIRLS• THE FAITHFUL LOVERS• THE ARTICHOKE AND THE MUSKRAT• THE RABBIT AND THE BEAR WITH THE FLINT BODY• STORY OF THE LOST WIFE• THE RACCOON AND THE CRAWFISH• LEGEND OF STANDING ROCK• STORY OF THE PEACE PIPE• A BASHFUL COURTSHIP• THE SIMPLETON'S WISDOM• A LITTLE BRAVE AND THE MEDICINE WOMAN• THE BOUND CHILDREN• THE SIGNS OF CORN• STORY OF THE RABBITS• HOW THE RABBIT LOST HIS TAIL• UNKTOMI AND THE ARROWHEADS• THE BEAR AND THE RABBIT HUNT BUFFALO• THE BRAVE WHO WENT ON THE WARPATH ALONE AND WON THE NAME OF THE LONE

WARRIOR

•

THE SIOUX WHO MARRIED THE CROW CHIEF'S DAUGHTER• THE BOY AND THE TURTLES• THE HERMIT, OR THE GIFT OF CORN• THE MYSTERIOUS BUTTE• THE WONDERFUL TURTLE• THE MAN AND THE OAK• STORY OF THE TWO YOUNG FRIENDS• THE STORY OF THE PET CROW• THE "WASNA" (PEMMICAN) MAN AND THE UNKTOMI (SPIDER)• THE RESUSCITATION OF THE ONLY DAUGHTER• THE STORY OF THE PET CRANE• WHITE PLUME• STORY OF PRETTY FEATHERED FOREHEAD• THE FOUR BROTHERS; OR INYANHOKSILA (STONE BOY)• THE UNKTOMI (SPIDER), TWO WIDOWS, AND THE RED PLUMS•

Myths and Legends of the Sioux 1

In loving memory of my mother, MARY GRAHAM BUISSON, at whose knee most

of the stories contained in this little volume were told to me, this

book is affectionately dedicated

FOREWORD

In publishing these "Myths of the Sioux," I deem it proper to state that I am of one−fourth Sioux blood. My

maternal grandfather, Captain Duncan Graham, a Scotchman by birth, who had seen service in the British

Army, was one of a party of Scotch Highlanders who in 1811 arrived in the British Northwest by way of

York Factory, Hudson Bay, to found what was known as the Selkirk Colony, near Lake Winnipeg, now

within the province of Manitoba, Canada. Soon after his arrival at Lake Winnipeg he proceeded up the Red

River of the North and the western fork thereof to its source, and thence down the Minnesota River to

Mendota, the confluence of the Minnesota and Mississippi Rivers, where he located. My grandmother,

Ha−za−ho−ta−win, was a full−blood of the Medawakanton Band of the Sioux Tribe of Indians. My father,

Joseph Buisson, born near Montreal, Canada, was connected with the American Fur Company, with

headquarters at Mendota, Minnesota, which point was for many years the chief distributing depot of the

American Fur Company, from which the Indian trade conducted by that company on the upper Mississippi

was directed.

I was born December 8, 1842, at Wabasha, Minnesota, then Indian country, and resided thereat until fourteen

years of age, when I was sent to school at Prairie du Chien, Wisconsin.

I was married to Major James McLaughlin at Mendota, Minnesota, January 28, 1864, and resided in

Minnesota until July 1, 1871, when I accompanied my husband to Devils Lake Agency, North Dakota, then

Dakota Territory, where I remained ten years in most friendly relations with the Indians of that agency. My

husband was Indian agent at Devils Lake Agency, and in 1881 was transferred to Standing Rock, on the

Missouri River, then a very important agency, to take charge of the Sioux who had then but recently

surrendered to the military authorities, and been brought by steamboat from various points on the upper

Missouri, to be permanently located on the Standing Rock reservation.

Having been born and reared in an Indian community, I at an early age acquired a thorough knowledge of the

Sioux language, and having lived on Indian reservations for the past forty years in a position which brought

me very near to the Indians, whose confidence I possessed, I have, therefore, had exceptional opportunities of

learning the legends and folk−lore of the Sioux.

The stories contained in this little volume were told me by the older men and women of the Sioux, of which I

made careful notes as related, knowing that, if not recorded, these fairy tales would be lost to posterity by the

passing of the primitive Indian.

The notes of a song or a strain of music coming to us through the night not only give us pleasure by the

melody they bring, but also give us knowledge of the character of the singer or of the instrument from which

they proceed. There is something in the music which unerringly tells us of its source. I believe musicians call

it the "timbre" of the sound. It is independent of, and different from, both pitch and rhythm; it is the texture of

the music itself.

The "timbre" of a people's stories tells of the qualities of that people's heart. It is the texture of the thought,

independent of its form or fashioning, which tells the quality of the mind from which it springs.

In the "timbre" of these stories of the Sioux, told in the lodges and at the camp fires of the past, and by the

firesides of the Dakotas of today, we recognize the very texture of the thought of a simple, grave, and sincere

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FOREWORD 2

people, living in intimate contact and friendship with the big out−of−doors that we call Nature; a race not yet

understanding all things, not proud and boastful, but honest and childlike and fair; a simple, sincere, and

gravely thoughtful people, willing to believe that there may be in even the everyday things of life something

not yet fully understood; a race that can, without any loss of native dignity, gravely consider the simplest

things, seeking to fathom their meaning and to learn their lesson  equally without vain−glorious boasting

and trifling cynicism; an earnest, thoughtful, dignified, but simple and primitive people.

To the children of any race these stories can not fail to give pleasure by their vivid imaging of the simple

things and creatures of the great out−of−doors and the epics of their doings. They will also give an intimate

insight into the mentality of an interesting race at a most interesting stage of development, which is now fast

receding into the mists of the past.

MARIE L. McLAUGHLIN (Mrs. James McLaughlin). McLaughlin, S. D., May 1, 1913.

THE FORGOTTEN EAR OF CORN

An Arikara woman was once gathering corn from the field to store away for winter use. She passed from

stalk to stalk, tearing off the ears and dropping them into her folded robe. When all was gathered she started

to go, when she heard a faint voice, like a child's, weeping and calling:

"Oh, do not leave me! Do not go away without me."

The woman was astonished. "What child can that be?" she asked herself. "What babe can be lost in the

cornfield?"

She set down her robe in which she had tied up her corn, and went back to search; but she found nothing.

As she started away she heard the voice again:

"Oh, do not leave me. Do not go away without me."

She searched for a long time. At last in one corner of the field, hidden under the leaves of the stalks, she

found one little ear of corn. This it was that had been crying, and this is why all Indian women have since

garnered their corn crop very carefully, so that the succulent food product should not even to the last small

nubbin be neglected or wasted, and thus displease the Great Mystery.

THE LITTLE MICE

Once upon a time a prairie mouse busied herself all fall storing away a cache of beans. Every morning she

was out early with her empty cast−off snake skin, which she filled with ground beans and dragged home with

her teeth.

The little mouse had a cousin who was fond of dancing and talk, but who did not like to work. She was not

careful to get her cache of beans and the season was already well gone before she thought to bestir herself.

When she came to realize her need, she found she had no packing bag. So she went to her hardworking

cousin and said:

"Cousin, I have no beans stored for winter and the season is nearly gone. But I have no snake skin to gather

the beans in. Will you lend me one?"

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"But why have you no packing bag? Where were you in the moon when the snakes cast off their skins?"

"I was here."

"What were you doing?"

"I was busy talking and dancing."

"And now you are punished," said the other. "It is always so with lazy, careless people. But I will let you

have the snake skin. And now go, and by hard work and industry, try to recover your wasted time."

THE PET RABBIT

A little girl owned a pet rabbit which she loved dearly. She carried it on her back like a babe, made for it a

little pair of moccasins, and at night shared with it her own robe.

Now the little girl had a cousin who loved her very dearly and wished to do her honor; so her cousin said to

herself:

"I love my little cousin well and will ask her to let me carry her pet rabbit around;" (for thus do Indian

women when they wish to honor a friend; they ask permission to carry about the friend's babe).

She then went to the little girl and said:

"Cousin, let me carry your pet rabbit about on my back. Thus shall I show you how I love you."

Her mother, too, said to her: "Oh no, do not let our little grandchild go away from our tepee."

But the cousin answered: "Oh, do let me carry it. I do so want to show my cousin honor." At last they let her

go away with the pet rabbit on her back.

When the little girl's cousin came home to her tepee, some rough boys who were playing about began to

make sport of her. To tease the little girl they threw stones and sticks at the pet rabbit. At last a stick struck

the little rabbit upon the head and killed it.

When her pet was brought home dead, the little rabbit's adopted mother wept bitterly. She cut off her hair for

mourning and all her little girl friends wailed with her. Her mother, too, mourned with them.

"Alas!" they cried, "alas, for the little rabbit. He was always kind and gentle. Now your child is dead and you

will be lonesome."

The little girl's mother called in her little friends and made a great mourning feast for the little rabbit. As he

lay in the tepee his adopted mother's little friends brought many precious things and covered his body. At the

feast were given away robes and kettles and blankets and knives and great wealth in honor of the little rabbit.

Him they wrapped in a robe with his little moccasins on and buried him in a high place upon a scaffold.

THE PET DONKEY

There was a chief's daughter once who had a great many relations so that everybody knew she belonged to a

great family.

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When she grew up she married and there were born to her twin sons. This caused great rejoicing in her

father's camp, and all the village women came to see the babes. She was very happy.

As the babes grew older, their grandmother made for them two saddle bags and brought out a donkey.

"My two grandchildren," said the old lady, "shall ride as is becoming to children having so many relations.

Here is this donkey. He is patient and surefooted. He shall carry the babes in the saddle bags, one on either

side of his back."

It happened one day that the chief's daughter and her husband were making ready to go on a camping

journey. The father, who was quite proud of his children, brought out his finest pony, and put the saddle bags

on the pony's back.

"There," he said, "my sons shall ride on the pony, not on a donkey; let the donkey carry the pots and kettles."

So his wife loaded the donkey with the house−hold things. She tied the tepee poles into two great bundles,

one on either side of the donkey's back; across them she put the travois net and threw into it the pots and

kettles and laid the skin tent across the donkey's back.

The Donkey Refused to Carry Kitchen Utensils

But no sooner done than the donkey began to rear and bray and kick. He broke the tent poles and kicked the

pots and kettles into bits and tore the skin tent. The more he was beaten the more he kicked.

At last they told the grandmother. She laughed. "Did I not tell you the donkey was for the children," she

cried. "He knows the babies are the chief's children. Think you he will be dishonored with pots and kettles?"

and she fetched the children and slung them over the donkey's back, when he became at once quiet again.

The camping party left the village and went on their journey. But the next day as they passed by a place

overgrown with bushes, a band of enemies rushed out, lashing their ponies and sounding their war whoop.

All was excitement. The men bent their and seized their lances. After a long battle the enemy fled. But when

the camping party came together again  where were the donkey and the two babes? No one knew. For a long

time they searched, but in vain. At last they turned to go back to the village, the father mournful, the mother

wailing. When they came to the grandmother's tepee, there stood the good donkey with the two babes in the

saddle bags.

THE RABBIT AND THE ELK

The little rabbit lived with his old grandmother, who needed a new dress. "I will go out and trap a deer or an

elk for you," he said. "Then you shall have a new dress."

When he went out hunting he laid down his bow in the path while he looked at his snares. An elk coming by

saw the bow.

"I will play a joke on the rabbit," said the elk to himself. "I will make him think I have been caught in his bow

string." He then put one foot on the string and lay down as if dead.

By and by the rabbit returned. When he saw the elk he was filled with joy and ran home crying:

"Grandmother, I have trapped a fine elk. You shall have a new dress from his skin. Throw the old one in the

fire!"

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This the old grandmother did.

The elk now sprang to his feet laughing. "Ho, friend rabbit," he called, "You thought to trap me; now I have

mocked you." And he ran away into the thicket.

The rabbit who had come back to skin the elk now ran home again. "Grandmother, don't throw your dress in

the fire," he cried. But it was too late. The old dress was burned.

THE RABBIT AND THE GROUSE GIRLS

The rabbit once went out on the prairie in winter time. On the side of a hill away from the wind he found a

great company of girls all with grey and speckled blankets over their backs. They were the grouse girls and

they were coasting down hill on a board. When the rabbit saw them, he called out:

"Oh, maidens, that is not a good way to coast down hill. Let me get you a fine skin with bangles on it that

tinkle as you slide." And away he ran to the tepee and brought a skin bag. It had red stripes on it and bangles

that tinkled. "Come and get inside," he said to the grouse girls. "Oh, no, we are afraid," they answered. "Don't

be afraid, I can't hurt you. Come, one of you," said the rabbit. Then as each hung back he added coaxingly:

"If each is afraid alone, come all together. I can't hurt you all." And so he coaxed the whole flock into the

bag. This done, the rabbit closed the mouth of the bag, slung it over his back and came home.

"Grandmother," said he, as he came to the tepee, "here is a bag full of game. Watch it while I go for willow

sticks to make spits."

But as soon as the rabbit had gone out of the tent, the grouse girls began to cry out:

"Grandmother, let us out."

"Who are you?" asked the old woman.

"Your dear grandchildren," they answered.

"But how came you in the bag?" asked the old woman.

"Oh, our cousin was jesting with us. He coaxed us in the bag for a joke. Please let us out."

"Certainly, dear grandchildren, I will let you out," said the old woman as she untied the bag: and lo, the

grouse flock with achuck−a−chuck−achuck flew up, knocking over the old grandmother and flew out of the

square smoke opening of the winter lodge. The old woman caught only one grouse as it flew up and held it,

grasping a leg with each hand.

When the rabbit came home with the spits she called out to him: "Grandson, come quick. They got out but I

have caught two."

When he saw what had happened he was quite angry, yet could not keep from laughing.

"Grandmother, you have but one grouse," he cried, and it is a very skinny one at that."

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THE FAITHFUL LOVERS

There once lived a chief's daughter who had many relations. All the young men in the village wanted to have

her for wife, and were all eager to fill her skin bucket when she went to the brook for water.

There was a young man in the village who was industrious and a good hunter; but he was poor and of a mean

family. He loved the maiden and when she went for water, he threw his robe over her head while he

whispered in her ear:

"Be my wife. I have little but I am young and strong. I will treat you well, for I love you."

For a long time the maiden did not answer, but one day she whispered back.

"Yes, you may ask my father's leave to marry me. But first you must do something noble. I belong to a great

family and have many relations. You must go on a war party and bring back the scalp of an enemy."

The young man answered modestly, "I will try to do as you bid me. I am only a hunter, not a warrior.

Whether I shall be brave or not I do not know. But I will try to take a scalp for your sake."

So he made a war party of seven, himself and six other young men. They wandered through the enemy's

country, hoping to get a chance to strike a blow. But none came, for they found no one of the enemy.

"Our medicine is unfavorable," said their leader at last. "We shall have to return home."

Before they started they sat down to smoke and rest beside a beautiful lake at the foot of a green knoll that

rose from its shore. The knoll was covered with green grass and somehow as they looked at it they had a

feeling that there was something about it that was mysterious or uncanny.

But there was a young man in the party named the jester, for he was venturesome and full of fun. Gazing at

the knoll he said: "Let's run and jump on its top."

"No," said the young lover, "it looks mysterious. Sit still and finish your smoke."

"Oh, come on, who's afraid," said the jester, laughing. "Come on you  come on!" and springing to his feet he

ran up the side of the knoll.

Four of the young men followed. Having reached the top of the knoll all five began to jump and stamp about

in sport, calling, "Come on, come on," to the others. Suddenly they stopped  the knoll had begun to move

toward the water. It was a gigantic turtle. The five men cried out in alarm and tried to run  too late! Their

feet by some power were held fast to the monster's back.

"Help us  drag us away," they cried; but the others could do nothing. In a few moments the waves had

closed over them.

The other two men, the lover and his friend, went on, but with heavy hearts, for they had forebodings of evil.

After some days, they came to a river. Worn with fatigue the lover threw himself down on the bank.

"I will sleep awhile," he said, "for I am wearied and worn out."

"And I will go down to the water and see if I can chance upon a dead fish. At this time of the year the high

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THE FAITHFUL LOVERS 7

water may have left one stranded on the sea−shore," said his friend.

And as he had said, he found a fish which he cleaned, and then called to the lover.

"Come and eat the fish with me. I have cleaned it and made a fire and it is now cooking."

"No, you eat it; let me rest," said the lover.

"Oh, come on."

"No, let me rest."

"But you are my friend. I will not eat unless you share it with me."

"Very well," said the lover, "I will eat the fish with you, but you must first make me a promise. If I eat the

fish, you must promise, pledge yourself, to fetch me all the water that I can drink."

"I promise," said the other, and the two ate the fish out of their war−kettle. For there had been but one kettle

for the party.

When they had eaten, the kettle was rinsed out and the lover's friend brought it back full of water. This the

lover drank at a draught.

"Bring me more," he said. Again his friend filled the kettle at the river and again the lover drank it dry.

"More!" he cried.

"Oh, I am tired. Cannot you go to the river and drink your fill from the stream?" asked his friend.

"Remember your promise."

"Yes, but I am weary. Go now and drink."

"Ek−hey, I feared it would be so. Now trouble is coming upon us," said the lover sadly. He walked to the

river, sprang in, and lying down in the water with his head toward land, drank greedily. By and by he called

to his friend.

"Come hither, you who have been my sworn friend. See what comes of your broken promise."

The friend came and was amazed to see that the lover was now a fish from his feet to his middle.

Sick at heart he ran off a little way and threw himself upon the ground in grief. By and by he returned. The

lover was now a fish to his neck.

"Cannot I cut off the part and restore you by a sweat bath?" the friend asked.

"No, it is too late. But tell the chief's daughter that I loved her to the last and that I die for her sake. Take this

belt and give it to her. She gave it to me as a pledge of her love for me," and he being then turned to a great

fish, swam to the middle of the river and there remained, only his great fin remaining above the water.

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