Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 20, 2025
That Kauaitshe, the poor simple man whom he so disdainfully rebuked at the council, had been selected to communicate to Tyope all this crushing news, the latter did not interpret as an intentional cruelty. The Indian is not malicious.
It was now the turn of the delegate of the Water people; and much depended upon what he would say, for he was, besides the members from Shyuamo, the party most interested in the proceedings. Kauaitshe, as he was called, was not, unfortunately, the man for the situation.
Kauaitshe was thunderstruck upon arriving at full comprehension; he was bewildered, and would much rather have run away from the council. But that was impossible. He heard the men speak one by one, and what to him caused most anxiety he saw the moment approaching when he also would be called upon; and the prospect filled him with dismay. What should he say! What could he say!
The men above gazed and listened in silence. Very few men were seen in the vale. The tribe of the Queres seemed divided into two parties, the women lamenting below, the men, like dark, blood-stained statues, standing high above them, posted on yellowish rocks among the shrubbery. Kauaitshe told Tyope to rest, and he willingly complied. His figure appeared less conspicuous when he sat down.
Topanashka did not attempt to do penance externally; he was too shrewd for that; but he prayed as much as any one, prayed for light from above, for the immense courage to keep silent, to hope, and to wait. The news that Kauaitshe, the delegate from Tzitz hanutsh, was fasting had reached the cave-dwellings of his cluster late in the afternoon.
"Will you give it to me?" "Yes." "It is well; and now I will tell you something that you don't know yet. Our father, Kauaitshe, is fasting." "He is right," Shotaye remarked; "it will make him leaner." Both laughed, but Hayoue said with greater earnestness, "Tyame is doing penance also." "Then he is with his woman from Shyuamo," flippantly observed Shotaye; "it will make Turquoises cheaper."
Everything manly and strong had left his heart; nothing of it remained but a languidly putrid core, whose former fermentation had produced the effervescence that took the shape of energy, shrewdness, and daring. At last toward evening a man approached the silent group. He came, accompanied by the runner, and every one recognized the features of Kauaitshe, the delegate from the Water clan.
Around the two the others gathered, except the Hishtanyi, who was slowly descending the slope alone, eager to hear the story of the people's misfortunes. Kauaitshe began, "It was yesterday, and the sun had not yet come up." He heaved a deep sigh.
"If you hope for light from Those Above," the medicine-man warned the delegate from Tzitz, "you must not name in their presence the powers of darkness." To the tapop he said, "Do your duty, but do it as it ought to be done!" Kauaitshe reeled back to his place, where he sat down in sullen silence.
Even the chief of the Delight Makers smiled approvingly a hideous, satanic grin of pleasure. He felt like loving the speaker; that is, provided the schemer had been capable of liking anybody but himself. The eyes of Tyope sparkled with grim delight. Kauaitshe and Tyame hung their heads, and reckoned themselves lost forever. The maseua continued, still addressing the principal shaman,
Word Of The Day
Others Looking