Myths and Legends of California and the Old Southwest by Unknown
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desirable food. But when the feathers appeared, they were black with
white bandings. They were ravens. And they flew away croaking hoarse laughs and mocking our fathers. But the other eggs became beautiful macaws, and were wafted by a toss of the priest's wand to the faraway Summer-land. So those who had chosen the raven, became the Raven People. They were the Winter People and they were many and strong. But those who had chosen the macaw, became the Macaw People. They were the Summer People, and few in number, and less strong, but they were wiser because they were more deliberate. The priest Yanauluha, being wise, became their father, even as the Sun-father is among the little moons of the sky. He and his sisters were the ancestors of the priest-keepers of things. Coyote and the Hare Sia (New Mexico) One day Coyote was passing about when he saw Hare sitting before his house. Coyote thought, "In a minute I will catch you," and he sprang and caught Hare. Hare cried, "Man Coyote, do not eat me. Wait just a minute; I have something to tell you - something you will be glad to hear - something you must hear." "Well," said Coyote, "I will wait." "Let me sit at the entrance of my house," said Hare. "Then I can talk to |
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