She was a lissom1 creature, with a ruddy skin and blue-black hair as fine-spun as silk—not coarse as is most Indians'—bound with a fillet of serpent's-skin. Her dress was a robe of white cotton, edged with vivid crimson2, that was looped over her right shoulder, passed under her left arm and belted about her waist with another band of serpent's-skin. It stopped short of her bare knees. On her feet were sandals, cleverly made of some vegetable fiber3. And all around her strutted4 and cackled and gobbled hundreds of turkeys, their brazen5 plumage a splendid foil for her bronze beauty.
Her arrow was aimed full at Tawannears' chest, and she called to him with a kind of high disdain6 in a throaty dialect which none of us understood. But in the middle of her question she caught sight of Corlaer and me, and her lustrous7 brown eyes widened in an excess of surprise.
"Espanya!" she exclaimed.
Now, in my youth, amongst many other experiences of great and little value, I campaigned in Spain with the Duke of Berwick—a good lord and a man of honor, albeit8 a bastard—and I have some lingering knack9 with the Spanish tongue. So I called back to her.
"Not Spaniards, but Englishmen!"
Her arrow wavered from one to the other of us.
"Espanya," she repeated uncertainly.
I took a step forward, but instantly the arrow steadied, and for the blink of an eye I thought she would loose.
"We are friends," I said.
"Stand," she ordered in broken Spanish, with a strange accent such as I had never heard. "What are English? You are Spanish! Go away!"
At that there came a yelp10 from the squat11 bowmen on our trail, and a squad12 of them rained arrows on us from the cliffs overhead. She looked up more startled than ever.
"We are friends," I insisted. "The bowmen pursued us here."
"Awataba," she murmured, almost to herself.
And quick as a flash she snatched a turkey-bone whistle from the breast of her robe and blew a keen treble note, that seemed to slip like a knife-blade through that clear, dry air. She half-turned as she did so, and I seized the opportunity to examine the valley behind her. 'Twas a bowl in the riven plateau-country, perhaps a league wide and twice as long. Through it flowed a respectable stream that issued from a ravine to the right of where we stood, and its floor was carpeted with green fields, interspersed13 with the stunted14 trees that were all this desert land afforded.
The whistle-blast called up dozens of men from the nearer bank of the river, and looking closer, I saw that they had been working in cultivated fields. Indeed, the whole surface of the valley appeared to be given over to cultivation15. Beyond the river, against the right-hand wall of the valley, loomed16 a rounded protuberance of rock that hung from the towering cliffs like a woman's breast. Its top was surmounted17 by a mass of walls and towers, and as the shrilling18 whistles carried back the warning of the turkey shepherdess a host of tiny figures popped out upon the roofs and battlements.
The turkey-girl replied mechanically—
"Homolobi."
It meant nothing to me at the time, but afterwards I was struck by its aptness—The Place of The Breast.*
* This word, as well as most of the other bits of phraseology which Ormerod mentions, indicates a relation between this cliff-dwelling tribe and the present Hopi. There is similar evidence in the religious customs cited.—A.D.H.S.
"You must wait for Wiki," she announced.
"But we are friends," I declared. "If we stay here——"
"Who is he?" she interrupted with more interest than she had yet shown, gesturing with her arrow toward Tawannears, who had not moved since first he saw her, his eyes devouring22 her face in a manner most extraordinary in one so self-contained and regardless of women as the Seneca.
"He is an Indian warrior23, who has journeyed with us from the country by the Eastern Ocean, where we English dwell. He is of the People of the Long House."
She shook her head.
"You talk nonsense. What are English? People of the Long House! Do not we of Homolobi dwell in long houses? Wiki says that all our people do so, except the Awataba, who have been cursed by Massi* to go naked amongst the rocks. And what is an ocean?"
* Ruler of the Dead.
How I should have answered these very difficult questions I don't know, but fortunately—or unfortunately—at that moment the bowmen, the Awataba, as the turkey-girl called them, were emboldened24 by our quiescence25 to attempt a final charge. They preceded it with a tempest of arrows aimed to follow a high arc and fall on our side of the bowlders that partially26 sheltered us. One of these shafts28 killed a turkey, and the herd-girl was immediately almost in tears. Another stuck in the sleeve of Peter's shirt, and he squeaked29 indignantly.
We had no choice. Our tormenters were dodging30 in and out of the rocks at the mouth of the ravine, and if we ran from them we should present excellent marks on the open ground of the valley floor.
Peter tumbled over one of the nearest to us, and I knocked a poor wretch31 from his cliff-perch. Tawannears, rousing from the bewildered stupor32 which had overcome him, was equally successful. A bow-string twanged at my elbow, and the turkey-girl pointed33 proudly to a savage34 who was making off with her shaft27 in his arm. But the Awataba refused to lose courage as they had in every previous attack upon us; and in ten minutes of rapid firing we exhausted35 our ammunition36.
I looked behind me as I fired my last shot, and was relieved to see that several hundred men were running up from the valley; for the naked bowmen were now at close range, their hideous37, bestial38 faces bobbing betwixt the rocks, dropping from ledge39 to ledge in efforts to come at us in flank. They reached Peter first, and he surprised them by reversing his piece and using the butt41 for a flail42. I imitated him, but Tawannears preferred to trust to knife and tomahawk, after the manner of his race. And at intervals43, when I cleared myself of an opponent, I saw the turkey-girl, still standing44 undaunted in front of her excited flock, loosing her arrows with cold precision.
Then a flood of stinking45 bodies submerged me. I went down, and struggled to my feet again. Gap-toothed mouths yapped at my throat. Squat fiends struck at me with stone-mauls and flint knives. But I smashed right and left with my musket46-butt, and kept my footing until Corlaer came to my rescue, swinging his clubbed musket in one hand, his knife in the other, ready for the few who passed its orbit.
Side by side we chopped our way through the smelly mob to where the Seneca stood with his back to a bowlder, the herd-girl crouched49 beside him. Her turkeys had taken flight at last, and she was wielding50 a rock-maul one of the savages51 had dropped, laughing with glee as she pecked at men who tried to attack Tawannears from the rear.
She even shook her weapon at us, as though to ask us why we intruded52. But the fight was over, for her own people were surging into the defile53, arrows slatting on the rocks, and the squat savages fled incontinently.
"Whoever you are," she remarked, "you are good fighters—better than Kokyan,* I think."
* The Spider.
"Who is Kokyan?" I asked.
But she ignored me, as she had once before.
"What is his name!" she demanded, pointing at Tawannears.
I told her, and Tawannears, at sound of his name, suspended cleaning his knife-blade and gave her a long look.
I did so, and she answered without hesitation—
"I am Kachina.* Is Tawannears a priest, too, or only a warrior?"
* The Sacred Dancer.
"He is a great chief, a war-captain," I answered. "He guards the Western Door of the Long House in which his people dwell."
She pursed her lips contemptuously.
"Anybody can be a warrior," she commented. "The warriors56 must have priests to pray for them and secure them victory."
I smiled at this naïve view.
"In my red brother's country the warrior is honored above the priest," I said.
"They must be very ignorant people," she declared. "Like the Awataba. Are you a priest?"
"I am a trader. I buy and sell."
Her contempt for me was even more pronounced than for Tawannears.
"And the fat one?"
"He is a warrior, too."
"I am sorry," she said royally. "I thought you might be great ones, priests of some far people come to sit at Wiki's feet and hear Kokyan cast spells for Yoki*—or perhaps to see me dance."
* The Rain.
"Are you a priestess?" I inquired respectfully.
I would have asked more, but an angry-eyed young man in a kilt of serpent's-skins thrust himself between us and addressed her volubly, with denunciatory gestures at us. She replied to him as coolly as she had to me, and finally turned away and beckoned58 to an older man who was leading back the men from the fields who had pursued the squat bowmen. The older man issued a brief order to his followers59 and walked over to our group. Like the voluble young man, he wore a kilt of serpent's-skins, and both of them had their lank40 black hair bound with fillets of the same material.
The two were much alike, their skins a muddy reddish hue60, their figures spare and lean and rather under-sized. In fact, they and all the other people of Homolobi resembled in general appearance the squat savages who had driven us into their hands, except that they were less muscular and had much more intelligent faces. They were markedly inferior in stature61 to the Plains tribes, and equally superior in mental development as regards their domestic life.
Kachina, the turkey-shepherdess, was entirely62 different from the Homolobi people. Her bronze skin had a tawny63 note in it. Her shape was exquisitely64 molded; her hands and feet were small; and her features were of a clear-cut, aquiline65 cast very dissimilar from the flat physiognomy of all the others we saw. I may as well say here, that from these circumstances and others which we discovered I became convinced she had a considerable proportion of Spanish blood in her; but we never were able to secure any definite account of her origin from Wiki, who alone knew the truth.
The older man, after a glance of appraisal66 at us, engaged in a prolonged conversation with the girl, interrupted frequently by his younger associate; and gradually a circle of curious townsmen formed around us. They were all dressed in cotton kilts of varying colors, and the vegetable-fiber sandals, and carried bows and arrows, spears, hatchets67 and knives. Their manner toward us was non-committal rather than hostile. The conversation terminated abruptly68 when the younger man, with a savage glance at Tawannears, snapped a hot retort to something Kachina had said and strode out of the circle, followed by nearly half of its members.
The older man and the girl turned to us as though nothing had happened.
"This is Wiki," said the girl. "He is the High Priest of Massi."
I bowed.
"Tell him," I began, but Wiki himself interrupted me, speaking in Spanish more fragmentary than Kachina's, yet understandable.
"You are not Spanish?"
"No."
"Say after me: 'Go with God, most excellent señor,'" he prescribed.
I obeyed, and took no special pains with my accent—albeit I doubt if I had need to be more slovenly69 than ordinary. However, Wiki seemed satisfied.
"You are French?"
I was surprised. This man, then, knew something of the outside world.
"No."
"English?"
"Yes."
He nodded thoughtfully.
"Why do you come here?" he demanded
"We were pursued by the squat bowmen the maiden calls Awataba."
"Were you seeking Homolobi?"
"We had never heard of it."
"Then what are Englishmen doing here so many months' journey from their own land? Why do you bring this red man with you?"
"We have been traveling, partly to forget sorrows laid upon us by the Great Spirit, partly to see new countries."
"Have you traveled far?"
"To the coast of the Western ocean."
He nodded again.
"What the Spaniards call the Pacifico?"
"Yes."
"And this red man?"
"He is a chief of the Hodenosaunee, a great nation of the Eastern Indians, who are allied71 with the English. He is my brother."
Wiki nodded a third time. He was obviously a man of unusual intellectual ability. His face was thoughtful. His forehead was high, and his deep-set eyes were inscrutable. There was about him nothing of the trickster, the charlatan72, the types of most Indian priests or medicine-men. And plainly, he was well-informed. He had an air of concealing73 more knowledge than he admitted.
"All we ask," I continued, "is permission to rest in your valley before we continue our journey."
An enigmatic smile flickered74 across Wiki's face. He waved an arm toward the smoke-puffs that were beginning to spurt75 up from the rocks bordering the defile.
"The Awataba would not let you go as easy as that," he replied. And after a moment: "If you went, you might lead Spaniards to Homolobi."
"We have nothing to do with the Spaniards," I denied.
"You speak their language," he observed.
"So do you. I learned it when I was in the army of the French in Spain."
"You seem to be all things," he remarked. "You are an Englishman, yet you have been a French soldier and in Spain."
I laughed.
"Why, that is true," I admitted, "but you need have no fear of our returning here. We have suffered too much. Our one desire is to return safely to our own country—and there seems little chance of that, for our powder and lead are gone."
He tipped my powder-horn to prove my words.
"Huh!" he grunted. "We talk too much. Come with me to Homolobi."
"And the Awataba?" I questioned. "Will they make trouble for you if we go?"
"I think not," he answered calmly. "They are children. They cannot harm us, and if they ravage77 our gardens they know that I will make a curse against them, and they will die of hunger when the Winter comes."
"But if we go with you will you guarantee us against treachery?" I asked.
His eyes swept from me to Kachina, intent on our conversation, and on to Corlaer, phlegmatically78 surveying the prospect79 of the valley, and Tawannears, whose gaze was still riveted80 on the girl's face.
"All things are as Massi wills," he returned.
"That may be," I rasped, with all the ferocity I could muster81. "But if we are to die, we will die here in the open, taking with us as many of you as we can slay82."
The girl broke in impetuously.
"What talk is this of treachery and slaying83? Wiki said only 'all things are as Massi wills.' Is it likely Massi wills your deaths when you fought in defense84 of the sacred turkeys?"
Wiki smiled his shadowy, enigmatical smile.
"Stay here and risk the Awataba, if you choose," he offered.
I don't know what I should have answered, but Tawannears plucked my sleeve and diverted my attention.
"Ask the chief whence came the maiden, brother," he urged.
"Ask!" he insisted. "Tawannears has a reason."
Wiki, himself, was attracted by the Seneca's earnest mien86, and inquired the subject of his remark. I answered reluctantly, but Wiki evinced no displeasure.
"Say to your red brother," he answered courteously87, "that the maiden is Kachina, the Sacred Dancer, who herds88 the sacred turkeys of Massi's shrine89. She came to me once with a message from Massi, when I fasted in the desert seeking for knowledge of what was to come."
I repeated this to Tawannears, and he sighed, by an effort wrenching90 his eyes from the maiden's face.
"Tawannears thought—— But Hanegoategeh bewitches me!"
"Have a care he does not bewitch us all to death," I muttered fiercely. "Must you, of all men, endanger our lives for idle curiosity in a woman of a strange tribe?"
"What is death, brother?" returned the Seneca mournfully. "There were times when we both prayed for it. Shall we fear it now?"
"She has der look of Gahano," he murmured. "Say no more. Idt is a passing fancy. He will forget."
'Twas true. In no way identical, yet there was about this girl Kachina a mystic semblance92 of that dead priestess of a renegade Iroquois rite93, for whom Tawannears had mourned so many years, whose memory was the mainspring of our fantastic search, whose Lost Soul he insisted was awaiting him in some dim land betwixt the worlds, presided over by Ataentsic and Jouskeha, demi-gods of his heathen pantheon.
"Pardon, brother," I said gently. "I spoke unkindly. My nerves are on edge. But what shall I say to these people? They bid us come with them or stay here and be finished by the naked savages who hounded us hither. And if we go with them——"
"Go with them!" exclaimed Tawannears eagerly. "Ay, let us go!"
"Peter?"
The Dutchman yawned.
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80 riveted | |
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v.集合,收集,鼓起,激起;n.集合,检阅,集合人员,点名册 | |
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83 slaying | |
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84 defense | |
n.防御,保卫;[pl.]防务工事;辩护,答辩 | |
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86 mien | |
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88 herds | |
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90 wrenching | |
n.修截苗根,苗木铲根(铲根时苗木不起土或部分起土)v.(猛力地)扭( wrench的现在分词 );扭伤;使感到痛苦;使悲痛 | |
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91 bent | |
n.爱好,癖好;adj.弯的;决心的,一心的 | |
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92 semblance | |
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