Sounds good to me ;) Alli > Yea a combo, like a pizza, well baked too <G> > > Dan M > www.wvi.com/~wb > http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Genealogy_Chat

In a message dated 2/5/2006 12:31:32 PM Central Standard Time, shadowbear270@webtv.net writes: If you happen to be outside today and maybe look up you might see a hot air balloon going over==the balloon is filled with sneezes from shadow bear==youve got the right one if an indian is hanging from a rope looks a little like sitting bull flapping his arms like mad trying to head south just to get rid of this flu SHADOW BEAR Shadowbear I think I am on that balloon with you. I have caught something here but not suprised as my grandchildren have been sick. Hope you get better soon. Barbara In Oklahoma Native America

Get over the flu soon Shadow Bear

Now don't get me wrong==I just complain when no one is here==I go out side and look around do you know I look around here I just see miles and miles of miles==what in the world whould I have to complain about? forgot I see alot of cows and hear them all the time ==One of the owners of these farms say that is the sound of music(and money)I still feel like heck can't feel any worse so it has to start feeling better soon SHADOW BEAR

If you happen to be outside today and maybe look up you might see a hot air balloon going over==the balloon is filled with sneezes from shadow bear==youve got the right one if an indian is hanging from a rope looks a little like sitting bull flapping his arms like mad trying to head south just to get rid of this flu SHADOW BEAR

Ganadyani - Cochiti Long ago.--che'.--There somewhere in the northwest corner dwelt somewhere Ganadyani in a cave. There dwelt Ganadyani the chief. Then his wife gave birth. He had a child, a boy. They lived inside together. Then Ganadyani spoke thus, "I am going to plant," said he. He told his wife. Then his wife, spoke thus, "What are you going to plant?" said she to him. She told her husband. Then Ganadyani spoke thus, "Well, deer, and elk, and mountain sheep, and antelope, and buffalo, and jack rabbits, and rabbits, and gophers (?). All kinds of game I am going to plant," said he. Then Ganadyani, the chief, planted. Now they came up. Then his child went there. He spoke thus. "Oh my!" said his child, "what has father planted?" said he. "I am going to see," said his child. Then the boy went there. He took a rabbit stick. Then he arrived at the place where his own father had planted all kinds of game. Then the boy hit them with his rabbit stick, the, deer that was just coming out and everything that he had planted. Then the others, Oh my! the poor ones. He tore off all their ears, the child of Ganadyani, the boy. Then his father went there. There was his child. Ganadyani, the chief, spoke thus, "My child," Said he, "evidently you did some mischief," said Ganadyani, "to the poor game that I planted," said Ganadyani, thus he said to his child. Then his child spoke thus, "What kind of thing did you plant, father?" said he. "I wanted to see it, therefore I am here," said his child. Then his father, Ganadyani, the chief, spoke thus, "Well, my child, I planted all kinds of game," said he, "and now the poor ones, you tore off all their ears," said he to his child. "So that is what you planted," said his child. "I did not know that at all," said the child, "therefore I hit them," said he, "with my rabbit stick," said he. Then Ganadyani spoke thus, "Now the poor ones are coming up, don't bother them any more," said he to his child. "When they grow up you will see them," said he to his child. Then the two went away from there, both he and his child. Then the two entered their house. His mother was inside. Then Ganadyani, the chief, spoke thus. He said to his mother, "There somewhere the poor child did some mischief," said he. "There somewhere my child with his rabbit stick tore off the ears of some of the poor ones. The poor ones, behold, now the game that I planted is coming up," said Ganadyani, the chief. Then he told his wife, "Do not let my child hurt mine any more," said he. "'When they all come up then you will see them,' said I to my child." Then the mother scolded her child. "Oh, my child, why did you do that to them?" said to him his mother. "Your poor father has planted game," said his mother. She scolded him. "Somewhere you tore off the ears of some of the poor ones," said she to him. "Now do not hit the poor ones any more, my child," said she to him. "When they all come up, then we shall go to see them together," said his mother, "when Ganadyani, the chief, has planted all the game," said his mother. "Then for four days, we together shall purify ourselves by vomiting," said Ganadyani, the chief. Now for four days they purified themselves by vomiting. Then Ganadyani spoke thus, "Tomorrow we will go and see whether all the game has come up," said he. Then early he went to look. Now four days had passed. Then he went down there to some place and arrived where he had planted. Now all the game had come out. Already some of the game was walking about, everything, just what he had planted. Then he went to his house from there and he went to tell his wife and his child, Then he spoke thus, "Somewhere now all the game is come up," thus he said. "Let us now together go down and his mother shall take sacred meal and pollen," said Ganadyani the, chief. Then he took his wife. Then the two went together, Ganadyani and his wife, Yellow Woman. They went there together. There was much game there. They arrived. Then Ganadyani called the game.. Every animal from around there came. (The ground) just shook on account of the game of every kind, turkeys, eagles, deer, elk, mountain sheep, antelope, rabbits, jack rabbits, gophers, coyotes, every kind of game, bears, mountain lions, lynx, wolves, every kind that he had planted had come up. Then his wife went there and his child went together with her. Then Ganadyani, the chief, called them, he who had very supernatural power. Then they gave sacred meal and pollen to the game. "Eat, game, take all together the food," said Yellow Woman. "Now all the game of poor Ganadyani has come up," said his wife. "Thanks, it is nice, now we are going to eat game below here," said Yellow Woman, the wife of Ganadyani, and his child, Payatamu. Then Ganadyani spoke thus, "Now these are my children," said he to them. Ganadyani had all the. game as his children. Then he spoke thus, "Now you all will go from here," said he. Then the game was scattered from there. Therefore there are all kinds of game in the mountains. Then, "Eagles, you will be above, you will go there," said he. Then he scattered the game all about. Therefore all kinds of game lives in the mountains. Then, "Eagles, you will live above," said Ganadyani. "From above you will give life," the eagles were told. Therefore the eagles live above. Ganadyani sent the eagles there. "But all kinds of game, you will live in the mountains," said to them Ganadyani. Then he told his wife, Yellow Woman, "And thus," said he, "I have now scattered all the game," said Ganadyani. "Now, you, game, will live on the mountains," said he. "Thus here when anyone kills a deer or bear or, mountain lion or wolf or lynx or badger or rabbit or any kind of game, be, it mountain lion, mountain sheep or elk or antelope or eagle or turkey or coyote, if anyone kills any kind of game, we shall be eating, if anyone is lucky and catches it," said Ganadyani. "Only you, my child, Payatamu, you will always hunt with bow and arrow," said to him his father, "and with club and rabbit stick you will hunt them," said Ganadyani, the chief. "From here I have scattered all the game," said Ganadyani, the chief. "All the, game are my children," said he. "I planted the game," said he, "therefore all the game animals are my children," said Ganadyani. "You, Yellow Woman," said he to his wife, "if my child, Payatamu, hunts deer and if he kills one, then you will grind blue corn below here on the grinding place and you will grind blue corn. Then you will put the meal in the basket. You will make wafer-bread for him. Our child, Payatamu, will hunt deer," said Ganadyani, the chief. "Then you, his mother, when you grind corn, you will only make wafer-bread," said to her Ganadyani, the chief. "And you will stir mush. Mush and wafer-bread and atole will be our food," said Ganadyani, "and any kind of game, if anyone kills it, will be our food. All our poor people here, if from a poor town any Payatamu goes hunting, then they will give Yellow Women to the youth who hunts game," said Ganadyani, the chief. "Then Yellow Woman, you will only make wafer-bread and mush and atole, and, Yellow Woman, you will only grind blue corn and yellow and red and white corn, and that, Yellow Woman, you will allow to the Payatamu," that told them Ganadyani, the chief. Then he spoke thus, "Payatamu, you will hunt only with bow and arrow and club and rabbit stick all kinds of game here, Payatamu," said Ganadyani, the chief. Then he said, "If anyone is lucky and he should kill a deer or any kind of game, the Yellow Woman will eat it," said Ganadyani, the chief. "All kinds of game are my children. I shall be the one to give it," said Ganadyani, the chief. "I allow to him the game if anyone wishes to go hunting," said he. "I allow all of it," said Ganadyani, the chief. Then Ganadyani spoke thus, "Now," he said, "I shall go to my house," said he, "and somewhere in the northwest corner there is my house," said he. "Now I place all the game on the mountains," said he, "and the game will live," said Ganadyani, the chief. "Now, I shall go to my house," said he. Then he went away somewhere to the cave We'nima and he went forever. Then his wife, Yellow Woman, and his child, Payatamu, lived there together. He had one child, a boy. Then he was hunting deer and his mother made wafer-bread and all entered We'nimadze, Ganadyani, his wife, and his child. Tales of the Cochiti Indians by Ruth Benedict, Bureau of American Ethnology Bulletin No. 98 [1932] From Blue Panther Keeper of Stories.

Yea a combo, like a pizza, well baked too <G> Dan M www.wvi.com/~wb http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Genealogy_Chat ----- Original Message ----- From: "Alli" <iamcheroke@filertel.com> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, February 04, 2006 11:41 AM Subject: Re: [Cherokee Circle] Are we all Cherokee? > Don't apologize :) > We are a combination :) > > Which makes us awesome people ;) > > Alli :) > > Hi Everyone > > Thanks for the input. All I know is living breathing Indian. I cannot > > image anything else. I thought maybe this was a link to both Eastern and > > Western Band ? I did not realize it was "many Tribes"...sorry for > > assuming. > > > > Thank you for welcomes . > > > > > > In Love and Light, > > Cheyenne > > > > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > > > ============================== > > Search the US Census Collection. Over 140 million records added in the > > last 12 months. Largest online collection in the world. Learn more: > > http://www.ancestry.com/s13965/rd.ashx > > > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > Census images 1901, 1891, 1881 and 1871, plus so much more. > Ancestry.com's United Kingdom & Ireland Collection. Learn more: http://www.ancestry.com/s13968/rd.ashx

I have been studing, and not taking care of my email. Waiting for it to dry up, lots of mud. Soon snow. Cheyenne, I am Cherokee/white How the weather in other area. Is it as missed up as Ohio. sue

Don't apologize :) We are a combination :) Which makes us awesome people ;) Alli :) > Hi Everyone > Thanks for the input. All I know is living breathing Indian. I cannot > image anything else. I thought maybe this was a link to both Eastern and > Western Band ? I did not realize it was "many Tribes"...sorry for > assuming. > > Thank you for welcomes . > > > In Love and Light, > Cheyenne > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > Search the US Census Collection. Over 140 million records added in the > last 12 months. Largest online collection in the world. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13965/rd.ashx >

Yep sounds about like here. I missed the news where they are going to release some of the "run off" in some areas (north of us) to prevent flooding. The water they send down is going to be wasted because more than likely it can't be used by any of the farmers (be stored in ponds). I wish it could be like that here. Our landlord has ponds (of sorts) all over his fields that got filled up last year due to the first run off in years, and of course he wasted it instead of putting it on his alfalfa crop correctly so he could get a crop this year. I hope we are fortunate like that this yr but I doubt it :( ========================================================== > I saw in our electricity paper some of the lakes around here and how low > they are, doesn't look good for any crops here this year. The winter wheat > around us looks terrible. > > Barbara > In Oklahoma Native America > > > > > > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > Find your ancestors in the Birth, Marriage and Death Records. > New content added every business day. Learn more: > http://www.ancestry.com/s13964/rd.ashx >

Hi Everyone Thanks for the input. All I know is living breathing Indian. I cannot image anything else. I thought maybe this was a link to both Eastern and Western Band ? I did not realize it was "many Tribes"...sorry for assuming. Thank you for welcomes . In Love and Light, Cheyenne

Hello...I was waiting on a topic I could respond to...is this a chat > forum? I thought it was an educational updated Cherokee People > discussing History ..etc. Are you all Cherokees? > The best part of me is Cherokee. I hope you understand . There are many mixed bloods and uncarded here as well . We learn about past and present from many sources. I am happy to welcome you here. Grandma

In a message dated 2/3/2006 9:37:59 PM Central Standard Time, iamcheroke@filertel.com writes: Right now it appears to be an over abundance of moisture....but before Summer even starts here, but just after things thaw (about Mother's Day) we'll be beyond dry. This is only maybe the second yr in the 5 we've been out here to see even 1/2 as much rain or snow. But if the snow isn't in the mountains where we need it for our irrigation season it won't matter what ended up in the ground. Right now my flowers look like they have drowned, I don't think I'll have any strawberries :( but that's ok....I'll start over LOL Alli :) ========================================================== I saw in our electricity paper some of the lakes around here and how low they are, doesn't look good for any crops here this year. The winter wheat around us looks terrible. Barbara In Oklahoma Native America

Barb sc, First of all, has she been spayed? If not that may be part of why she takes off and is gone. I have had Husky and they are very independent. It is their nature. My Husky was gone for hours and would bring back anything that was not tied down. This included people's boots, shoes, papers, and clothing. Whenever anything came up missing, people would come to my house and go shopping for their items. I had to find another home for him because he could not be broke of killing my chickens. They were in an enclosure and he climbed over it and under it to get to them and he was always amply fed. He was bad about shaking things to death, like dogs do with snakes and if it were me, I would keep your two dogs separated. It's only fair to the other dog. She could get mauled to death, it happens. My Husky would have killed my cat but my cat was faster. He was aggressive. I finally had to keep a cable on the him until I could find him a new home. My Husky was grown when I got him so it was very difficult to teach him new ways. He was also hyper. In behalf of the wolf I will say if you have one you have raised from a cub and you are the Alpha, then you will have respect. Wolves are wild and will always remain that way inside but they can and will live with you if you both respect each other. Wolves belong in the wild, it is their natural home. But they are also in need of rescue from sport killers that shoot them from helicopters for fun. People know dogs but the wolf is misunderstood by many. I hope to be getting another wolf cub in the near future. You might want to keep her up on a lead for a few days to break the habit of taking off. And keep her out of the reach of your other pet. Some thoughts to ponder:) Brin ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`` ----- Original Message ----- From: <EVERETTLATTIMORE@aol.com> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, February 04, 2006 2:48 AM Subject: [Cherokee Circle] Animals > To those that understand animal ways. > I wonder, I have a dog she is Siberian Husky/Grea Wolf (low > %). > Kinda like is said > of Cherokee though even 1 drop of blood. She is now 4 years > old. > She has always been allowed to go out to take care of her > business and exersice. > Lately, She stays gone for along time Hours, she finds > things > Squirrels, etc to kill and when she plays with my other dog she gotten > pretty > mean with him. Should I worry she is turning wild? That her wolf > instincts > are coming to surface? > > She is usually anxious to come in but these days, seems she > wants the woods more than home. > Just thinking > > Barb sc >

To those that understand animal ways. I wonder, I have a dog she is Siberian Husky/Grea Wolf (low %). Kinda like is said of Cherokee though even 1 drop of blood. She is now 4 years old. She has always been allowed to go out to take care of her business and exersice. Lately, She stays gone for along time Hours, she finds things Squirrels, etc to kill and when she plays with my other dog she gotten pretty mean with him. Should I worry she is turning wild? That her wolf instincts are coming to surface? She is usually anxious to come in but these days, seems she wants the woods more than home. Just thinking Barb sc

No Anna==we are not all Cherokee-- we are from as many tribes as leaves on a tree==Makes this place a very nice place==many different ideas many different opinions==and everyone is welcome to add their voice or thoughts==just by asking has made you one of us ==so howdy where have you been all this time? SHADOW BEAR

Barbara sc== I really don't know about animals==Columbus brought dogs with him to kill natives of those islands==the dogs were Bull Mastiffs==I have a Bull Mastiff living here==he is a gentle giant==a big pussy cat==don't raise your hand to me you would have 180lbs of dog staring in your face==I think if was me if she bites you or trys (dog begone)Keep A sharp eye on her==I hear they can revert back to wild==a wolf is something you don't need in your house SHADOW BEAR

it seems to me we discuss what effects our culture had on ancestors and on us now days.anna ----- Original Message ----- From: "Cheyenne Snow Wolf" <littlesnowwolf@webtv.net> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Thursday, February 02, 2006 2:49 PM Subject: Re: [Cherokee Circle] Hello everyone > Hello...I was waiting on a topic I could respond to...is this a chat > forum? I thought it was an educational updated Cherokee People > discussing History ..etc. Are you all Cherokees? > >

whats sa matter didnt she know you have to wait for cactus to bloom?anna ----- Original Message ----- From: "tsayonah" <mtndream@ix.netcom.com> To: <CHEROKEE-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Thursday, February 02, 2006 5:54 PM Subject: Re: [Cherokee Circle] Tsayonah on Spirit Trail > Wado. > soquili > > BAPARHAM@aol.com wrote: > >> >> >>In a message dated 2/1/2006 11:03:54 PM Central Standard Time, >>mtndream@ix.netcom.com writes: >> >>She just left me for a better man, the Lord. >>donadagohvi, >>Soquiliwodi, Tsayonah's husband and life mate >> >> >> >>Prayers are on the way for you and family. >> >>Barbara >>In Oklahoma Native America >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> >> > > > ==== CHEROKEE Mailing List ==== > <<>OPEN forum to all Cherokee topics - except Genealogy<>> > <>Culture-History-Language-Folk lore and Truths<> > Good Manners & Language is required to be on the list > ALL the links you will need to sub and unsub or contact listowner below > http://lists.rootsweb.com/index/other/Ethnic-Native/CHEROKEE.html > > ============================== > Search Family and Local Histories for stories about your family and the > areas they lived. Over 85 million names added in the last 12 months. > Learn more: http://www.ancestry.com/s13966/rd.ashx > >

Game Story - Navaho There was a man who, while playing the hoop game and the game of seven wooden dice, lost all his property, including a very good house. He also lost the beads that belonged to his niece. Because of this his brothers resolved to kill him. A necklace of mixed beads was hanging in the center of the house. The niece told her uncle he might wager that also. "All right, niece," he replied, and took the white shell, the turquoise, the abalone, the coral, the jet; he took five of them off one by one. He also provided himself with specular iron ore, pollen of larkspur and of cat-tails. With these he walked away to the corn pits which were full. From these he took one ear each of the five colors. He patted these together until they were small. "Well, little mother," he said to his niece, "they speak of killing me. It may be you and I will see each other again. Goodbye." Then he put a tree into the water with himself (inside of it). He floated in the tree down where the stream enters the Colorado River. He got out of the tree there and walked along the shore. He felt lonesome there. He planted the corn he had brought with him in the form of a cross, putting the seed in, one by one. Each stalk had two ears projecting opposite each other. There were twelve stalks with two ears each. He stayed there four years and then started to return to his home. After many days he got back, arriving early in the morning at his home which was called te'ineisk'it. He went to the corn storage pits, but they were entirely empty. He put four ears in them and blew on them four times. After that he went where his niece was sitting. They were having a famine. "Prepare food for me, my little mother," he said to her. "There is none," she replied. "Four days after you left, the corn was all gone. I do not know how it happened." She sat there crying. "I cannot cook food for you, my uncle." "Go and get something," he said again. "Do not say that, uncle, there is none, none." When they had spoken to each other four times she went to the pits. When she got there the pits were full. "Thanks, uncle," she called as she ran back with the corn. The girl then ran to the men and told them her uncle had come and that the corn pits were full again. "Welcome," they said, when they came in and they then embraced him. "You are the only one, younger brother. In the future we will not speak evil of you. Something has happened to the game animals. We hunt in vain." Wondering what had happened, the returned brother hunted for days in vain. One day when he was hunting he went to the top of a mountain. Below a cliff he saw a deer standing. He ran around and crept up where the deer had been, but it had vanished. He examined the ground, but the soil had not been disturbed. The next day he climbed the mountain again and there the deer stood again. This time he walked directly toward it trying to keep it in sight; but where it had been standing there was nothing but some deer dung. A little distance from where he stood there had been a spruce tree, but when he turned his head away and then looked in that direction again a god stood there. "What is it, grandchild?" he asked. "A deer which was standing right there has vanished," he replied. "Have you white shell, grandson?" "I have them all, grandfather." "My grandson has everything. We will do it," the god said. [They went up to the god's house.} He found the door fronts were darkness, daylight, the moon, and the sun. Inside, shadow gods were sitting on either side, facing each other. "Well, go on, my grandson," the first god said. He took steps on the right side of the house four times, blowing as he did so, and four footprints appeared. He discovered that the first god had pets which he kept far in the interior. He heard from inside someone say, "Ho, I smell earth people. The polite master has brought in a human being." "Do not say that; he has everything," the god said. Back of the fire a male deer was lying. On him lay a feathered arrow with a red shaft. It had just been pulled out. The man took a seat in the center. He put down one each of white shell, turquoise, coral, abalone, jet, specular iron ore, blue pollen, cat-tail pollen, and then covered them with a blanket. He stepped over these four times and they became a great heap. The god was sorrowful and said, "I do not think we can give you a fair equivalent." He found out afterward that he stayed there in the house of the game animals four days. The shadow gods distributed the precious objects. They gave each of those present fifteen pieces, then thirteen, then nine, then seven, then five, then three, and all had been given out. "This is the way deer should be skinned. Break the legs here at the wrist joint, but let them hang by the tendons. Leave the skin on the nose and lips. Draw the skin carefully from under the eyes. Do not cut through the bladder. Turn the hide back to the hips. If you do this way you will always kill game. Put the head toward the center, but do not let the eyes bum or the teeth. You must not cook it by burying it in the ashes. Game animals must not be thrown away. Sickness will result if you do not observe these things. If the teeth are burned the hunter's teeth will hurt. You earth people will have a cure for it, grandson," the god told him. He had everything prepared. "What did you come for, grandson?" Small Whirlwind told him that on that side were images of the game animals standing side by side. On the east side was the paunch of an animal in which were deer songs. The man pointed to these. The god looked down and said, "All right, grandson. It was for these you came." Being xactc'eyahi I came up. To the abode of the deer I came up. To the door post of darkness I came up. To the door post of daylight I came up. To the door post of moon I came up. To the door post of sun I came up. To the place where xactc'eyahi with xactc'ejin sat facing each other, I came up. To where the black bow and the feathered arrows with red shaft lie across each other, I came up. Over there they lie across each other, red with the mouth blood of a male deer. Over there the deer I killed likes me. He sang only one deer song. They were here when I was hunting them in vain he thought to himself. "Shoot them in the brush," he told him. This is where they are. I being xactc'eyalti. On the trail to the top of Black Mountain, On the trail among the flowers, Male deer are there, The pollen of herbs I will put in its mouth, The male deer steps along in the dew of the vegetation. I kill him but he likes me. He returned home. He shot into the brush and a deer rolled over with the arrow in him. He shot into another kind of brush and a fawn rolled over with the arrow in him. He shot into another kind of brush and a yearling rolled over with the arrow. "I have done something important," he thought to himself as he ran back. They found he had killed them all. That is why when they get away we track them. There are very many game songs. If one does not know them he does not hunt. We are afraid about these things because they are pets of the gods. Taken from American Museum of Natural History, Anthropological Papers, Volume IV, Part I, page 161-164. From Blue Panther Keeper of Stories.