Notes on the Story of Sohahnee Mahkai
In this we are given a most graphic and pathetic glimpse of Indian warfare.
Notice the bushes are “cut down” (broken off more likely) by a stick. A glimpse of the rude old tools.
Very poetic is the conception of Veeipschool, “the being above who is always sad, and makes people sad when anything bad has happened.” A personification of premonition.
The Story of Pahtahnkum
And when they came to their journey’s end the wife of Kaw-koin-puh had a baby, which grew up to be a fine boy, but the mother cried all the time, where-ever she went, on account of her husband’s death.
And the people, after they had settled down, used to go rabbit-hunting, and the children too, and this boy, Paht-ahn-kum, used to watch them wistfully, and his mother said: “I know what you are thinking of, but there is nothing for you to kill rabbits with. But I will send you to your uncle, my brother, whom I am expecting will make a bow and arrows for you.”
And the next morning, early, the boy went to his uncle, who said: “Why do you come so early? It is an unusual thing for you to come to see me so early instead of playing with boys and girls of your own age.”
And the boy replied: “My mother said she was expecting you to make me a bow and arrows.”