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Updated: June 23, 2025
Not that he has anything to do in the matter, but then you know how it is. Sooner or later he must hear of it, and if we tell him first he may perhaps assist us in teaching Okoya and advising him about the future. All the boy needs is counsel, for we cannot prevent him from going to live with the people of Tyame hanutsh with this girl." "The people of Tyame," Hayoue remarked, "are good.
It was true; Okoya was too young yet, too inexperienced; he could not fully understand what Hayoue was suspecting, and could not give him any light or advice. It was useless to press him any further. But one thing Hayoue had achieved, at all events. He had enjoyed an opportunity to vent his feelings in full confidence, and that alone afforded him some relief. After musing a while he spoke again,
"Why have you no luck?" Hayoue further asked. "Because the Shiuana are not satisfied," replied the other. His uncle nodded. "Are you a hunter?" he asked. "Not yet, I am only learning." "Why do you learn?" "In order to know." "When you once know, what can you do then?" "I can " Okoya was embarrassed. "I can make the Shiuana help me." "That is it!" Hayoue exclaimed.
A true woman always feels for her sex and sympathizes with other women's grief; and besides, that woman was the mother of the youth who had won her heart. Okoya had told her a great deal about his mother, how good she was and how content she was to see him and her become one. The girl was anxious to know his mother, but a visit to a prospective mother-in-law is by no means an unimportant step.
Still they are at heart nearly the same Indians we found them in this story. I could introduce you to Hayoue, to Zashue, to Okoya, and the rest. If we strike the time well, you may witness the Koshare at their pranks, and in their full, very unprepossessing ceremonial toggery. At Cochiti we take a guide, possibly Hayoue, and proceed northward in the direction of the Rito.
At least he was there when I went away." "Is he doing penance?" Okoya stared at Hayoue in astonishment. "No, he ate with us. Why should he fast?" "Do you know," Hayoue continued to inquire, "that the nashtio of Tzitz and the nashtio of Tyame are fasting?" "I did not, but I know that the Hishtanyi Chayan is at work." Hayoue extended his neck and pricked up his ears.
When Zashue" her voice trembled and she turned her face away with a suppressed sigh "came to me and I went to him, he often told me things about your people, things that your hanutsh would not have liked, had they known that I knew of them." "Hush! I tell you again. Hush, koitza!" the other commanded. "Hush! or I will never listen to you any more. I tell you again, Okoya is good.
He walked toward a beam leading down into the court, seized its upper end and descended with his face toward the wall, but without faltering. A few steps along the house brought him in front of Okoya, who had squatted near the doorway of his mother's dwelling. The youth was so absorbed in gloomy thoughts that the man's appearance was unexpected.
"Our nashtio yaya," Hayoue replied with an important and mysterious mien, "has much work at present." "Do you know what he is working?" naïvely asked Okoya. "He is with Those Above." The reply closed the conversation on that subject. Okoya changed the topic, asking, "Satyumishe, you are not much older than I. How comes it that you are uakanyi already?" Hayoue felt quite flattered.
The final result for the incipient warriors of the Corn people was that they were ignominiously driven home. While peace was thus restored upon the ground it still looked quite stormy on the roof. The woman who had so energetically interfered at last discovered Okoya, who was looking in blank amazement at this sudden change of affairs.
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