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Updated: June 28, 2025
Topanashka leaned back against the wall, his gaze fixed on the Koshare. Everybody was in suspense, in expectation of what the Naua might say. He coughed, and began addressing the leading shaman, "Yaya Hishtanyi, you hear that the Water people refuse to give us the land that we so much need. They ask of us that we should give them all we have for a small part of theirs.
Below the house of Yakka hanutsh there stood a group of men, their faces turned toward the brink of the mesa. The nashtio of the Water clan rose, and pointed at the group. "There stand Hayoue, the Shikama Chayan, the three Yaya, the Hotshanyi, Shaykatze, and Uishtyaka; and see, the Hishtanyi Chayan is down on the Tyuonyi already, and goes up to them.
Again the speaker scattered yellow meal in front of the principal penitent, who only bowed in a dignified manner in response. When each of them had resumed his seat, the Hishtanyi Chayan turned to the tapop and looked inquiringly. Hoshkanyi Tihua assumed an air of solemn importance, for he was to play a prominent rôle.
"We are Shyuamo, not shuatyam." Their voices sounded like the threatening snarls of wild beasts. "Hush! hush!" the Hishtanyi Chayan now sternly commanded. Rising, he grasped the little governor by the shoulder, pulled him back to his place on the floor, and warningly raised his hand toward Kauaitshe, whose mouth one of his colleagues had already closed by force.
Every one set out for the great house, talking together excitedly, but in low voices. The tapop, Tyame, and the two men who had found the body took the lead. The Hishtanyi Chayan and the Shkuy Chayan came last. The nearer they came to the great building, the louder and more dismal sounded the lamentations. The storm was approaching with threatening speed.
But your clan has land enough now, for many of the men of Shyuamo have gone over to Shipapu!" He dropped Tyope's hand, wiped away the tears that were forcing themselves to his eyes, and stood in silence. Not one of the bystanders moved; the Hishtanyi Chayan lifted his eyes to the sky, Tyope stared vacantly. He seemed to stagger. The delegate from the Water clan grasped his hand again, and said,
Tyope held his head erect, watching the face of the old maseua. Topanashka's features had not moved; he was looking at the Koshare Naua with an air of utter unconcern. The Hishtanyi Chayan, on the contrary, raised his head; and the expression of his features became sharp, like those of an anxious inquisitor. In the eye of the Shkuy Chayan a sinister glow appeared.
His idea of striking a sudden blow appeared very much endangered by the presence of Tehuas in the forest. He thought and thought without arriving at any satisfactory conclusion. Return to the Rito he could not, for such a retreat was worse than disaster. Neither could he decide alone; the Hishtanyi Chayan was by his side and he had to consult him.
The Hishtanyi Chayan stopped Kauaitshe, and asked him, "Have any of my brethren the yaya suffered?" Tyope's heart throbbed, and he turned his face away, so fearful was he of the reply. "The Shkuy Chayan," replied Kauaitshe, in his simple manner, "is dead. An arrow entered his eye." Tyope shivered; misfortune crowded upon misfortune. He could no longer resist inquiring. Panting, he asked,
"I am not uakanyi, and can the Hishtanyi Chayan tell me to go along too with the men to strike the Tehuas?" "Certainly, for there are not many of us, and in the Zaashtesh all must stand up for each, and each for all. But when many go on the war-path there are always some of us with them in order that the Shiuana be in our favour." "Do the Shiuana help the Tehuas also?
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