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Updated: June 11, 2025
'The first day that I can spare I shall just go back and kill her, he said; 'it would never do for people in the forest to know that a mere girl can defy me! And he and his wife were so busy calling Ingibjörg all sorts of names for her bad behaviour, that they never noticed Kisa stealing into a dark corner, and upsetting a whole bag of salt into the great pot before the fire.
Then Kisa entered the hut, and lost no time in searching every hole till she came upon some grass, under which Ingibjörg's feet were hidden, and putting them in her cart, drove back again to her own hut. Ingibjörg was thankful to see her, for she had lain, too frightened to sleep, trembling at every noise. 'Oh, is it you? she cried joyfully, as Kisa turned the key.
The chapleted asperger sprinkles his charm liquid in the four directions, first north, then west, south, and east. They circle the plaza four times, each stamping mightily upon the cover of the sipapu as they pass the Kisa. Surely, the spirits of the underworld are thus made aware of the presence of the Snake Brotherhood engaged in the traditional ritual.
After much marching and countermarching about the plaza, chanting weird songs and shaking rattles, the column of snake priests, dressed in a fantastic garb of paint, fur and feathers, halts in front of the Kisa and breaks up into groups of three. The carrier takes a snake from the Kisa puts it in his mouth, and carries it there while dancing.
Leaving her cart behind some trees, Kisa crept gently up to the open door, and, crouching down, listened to what the giant was telling his wife, who was at supper with him.
At last there is a pause and the Snake priests form into groups of three, a carrier, an attendant, and a gatherer. Each group waits its turn before the Kisa.
In the corner of the room was a pile of cushions, and these Kisa arranged as a bed. Ingibjörg, who by this time was nearly fainting from all she had gone through, drank greedily some milk, and then sank back on the cushions while Kisa fetched some dried herbs from a cupboard, soaked them in warm water and tied them on the bleeding legs.
The solemnity of the long ritual, the weird chant and the plaintive accompaniment of the flutes running through the whole ceremony, while at the spring, coming up the hill, and to the last act before the Kisa, leaves the imprint of its strange musical vibration long after the scene has closed. The legend back of this ceremony is a long account of the migrations of the Horn and Flute people.
Now they line up in front of the Kisa, their backs toward it, and await the coming of the Snake priests, for these Antelope priests, with song and rattle, are to furnish the music for the Snake Dance. There is an expectant hush and then come the Snake priests, up from their kiva in grim procession, marching rapidly and with warlike determination.
'I am coming! was the answer; and in another moment a cart made its way through the trees, driven by Kisa, who used her tail as a whip to urge the horse to go faster. Directly Kisa saw Ingibjorg lying there, she jumped quickly down, and lifting the girl carefully in her two front paws, laid her upon some soft hay, and drove back to her own little hut.
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