“It shall be so,” replied her brother. “I will go up the mountain, where the little people dwell. You shall be carried to the eastern sky; the four winds of heaven shall lift you. I will look up often and see you there.”
“And I,” said his sister, “will look down upon you and watch over you every morning. When you see the rosy clouds you will say, ‘My sister is painting her face’.”
They bade each other good-bye, and He-of-the-Little-Shell ran up the mountain side, for he was a Pukwudjee, a “little man of the mountains,” as the Indians call them.
The four winds of heaven carried the sister to the eastern sky, where she became the Morning Star, and there she watches over her brother and all his people.
THE WHITE HAWK
(Shawnee)
WAUPEE was an Indian youth, and a mighty hunter. The meaning of his name was White Hawk. He was tall, and strong as the great oaks of the forest. He was fleet of foot, and keen of sight. When he drew his bow, his arrow went swiftly to the mark.
The Chief of the tribe said, “White Hawk will provide well for the maiden he chooses as his wife. He has the flesh of every animal for food. He has the skin of every animal for his lodge and for his clothing.”
But Waupee lived alone in his lodge. He loved the chase, but as yet he cared for no maiden.
One day, as he followed a deer through the forest, he went far away from his lodge; far away from his usual hunting ground. Beyond the forest he saw an open space where the grass grew green, and yellow blossoms studded it like stars in the sky.