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Updated: June 23, 2025
For it was Tyope who had brought him to act the part in which the unfortunate governor had so disgracefully failed. Tyope, when as representative of the clan Shyuamo he asked the tapop to call together the council for a matter wherein the Turquoise people were interested, had artfully told him that as one of their number it would be better if the maseua would issue the call.
He looked anxiously in the old man's face, and at the same time shot an occasional quick glance over toward the maseua. In a hollow voice the Hotshanyi said, "You may speak now, sa uishe; the kopishtai know that you are here." "Sa umo Hotshanyi," the tapop commenced, "I have listened to a speech. Things have been said to me that concern the tribe."
"Where is the tapop?" Hoshkanyi Tihua stepped forward and inquired, "What has happened? What do you want?" "Our father the maseua," gasped the man, "is dead! He was killed on the Ziro kauash!" "Who killed him?" demanded the principal chayan, placing himself in front of the speaker. The Indian raised his arm on high; from it depended a circular object.
The injustice intended toward his constituents, the necessity of undertaking a task for which he felt himself incapable, terrified him at first and soon drove him to utter despair; and as all weak and lazy natures, when they see themselves driven to the wall, become frenzied, Kauaitshe, when the tapop turned to him, exploded like a loaded weapon, venting his wrath upon the governor instead of calmly discussing the matter itself.
Yes," his voice became louder, "I have heard enough. Enough!" he screamed. "You want to take from us what is ours! You want to rob us, to steal from my people in order that your people may prosper and we may suffer! That is what you want," and he shook his clenched fist in the face of the tapop. The latter started up like an irate turkey, and screamed, "You lie! what we want from you is right!
Both bunches were given to the tapop, who placed them on the floor before him. The Hishtanyi Chayan inquired further, "Where did you find the feathers? Say it once more." "At the foot of the rocks, where we ascend to our estufa on cross-timbers." "Did you see who put them there?" "No." "When do you think they were placed there?" "While the Koshare were at work in the estufa." "Do you know more?"
Henceforward he and his two colleagues were the pivots around which the further proceedings were to revolve. The tapop was forgotten; nobody paid attention to him any longer. "I do; I say that Shotaye, the woman belonging to Tzitz hanutsh, has carried destruction to the tribe." "In what way?" "In preventing the rain from falling in season."
Tyame having expressed himself in favour of the opinion of the delegate from Huashpa hanutsh, the tapop could not refrain from going out of the ordinary routine in order to slight him, and to give the floor to the member from Hiits Hanyi.
"Then ask him," sternly commanded the old man. Almost trembling, the tapop turned to Topanashka, who was sitting immovable, with lips firmly set and sparkling eyes. "Will you call the council together, nashtio?" "No!" exclaimed the maseua. "You have heard what your brother says," coldly proceeded the cacique; "you know now what you are to do.
Passing to the other side of the court he seated himself near a small, slender man, somewhat younger than himself. This was the tapop, or chief civil officer at the Rito. The woman was greatly frightened by her father's words. It flashed upon her that should the Delight Makers raid her household and upset it, as they had others, the owl's feathers might be detected.
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