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Updated: June 15, 2025
Go now, for the men are saddling their horses to look for us. The captive gathered hastily as much food as she could carry with ease; and as the sun went down the scalp spoke again, 'It is time to go, for my people are on their way hither, and it is far to Cochiti. So she ran and ran all the night long, and always straight toward our pueblo.
I desire to relate a story, an Indian folk-lore tale of modern origin, which is authentic in so far that it was told me by an Indian friend years ago at the village of Cochiti, where the descendants of those who once upon a time inhabited the caves on the Rito de los Frijoles now live.
"Yes, you and your brother Shtiranyi have told me so." He curled his lip at the reference to his brother's knowledge, and said sneeringly, "Shtiranyi is young; he does not know much." "Still he told me a great deal about the wars you had with the Moshome Dinne." "Did he ever tell you of the hard times the people of Cochiti suffered three generations ago?" "Never." "He knows nothing of them.
Why is the Sphinx more wonderful to us than the Great Stone Face carved on the rock of a cliff near Cochiti, New Mexico, carved before the Pharaohs reigned; or the stone lions of an Assyrian ruin more marvelous than the two great stone lions carved at Cochiti?
"You know also that there are junipers right there." Such was indeed the case. Not only there, but all over the country. "Well, there, about two leagues from Cochiti, the scalp spoke, 'Sister, they are quite near; hide yourself. The woman looked around, but she saw no other hiding-place except the junipers. You know them, they are to the left of the trail." I nodded of course.
Bandelier has informed me that the Indians of the Pueblo of Cochiti make the narrow garters and hair-bands after the manner of the Zuñis, and the broad belts after the manner of the Navajos. The former shows a Navajo woman weaving a belt; the latter a girl of ancient Mexico weaving a web of some other description.
The Queres of Cochiti in turn declare that the tribe to which they belong, occupied, many centuries before the first coming of Europeans to New Mexico, the cluster of cave-dwellings, visible at this day although abandoned and in ruins, in that romantic and picturesquely secluded gorge called in the Queres dialect Tyuonyi, and in Spanish "El Rito de los Frijoles." The Rito is a beautiful spot.
We proceed to the Rio Grande valley, to the little settlement called Peña Blanca, and to the Queres village, or Pueblo of Cochiti. There you will hear the language that was once spoken on the Rito; you will see the Indians with characteristic sidelocks, with collars of turquoises and shell beads, but in modern coats and trousers, in moccasins and in New England boots and shoes.
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