Seneca Indian Myths: A Man Pursued by his Uncle and by his Wife

AN old man and his nephew lived together in a forest. Their house had a partition through the middle and a door at each end. The uncle never entered the part occupied by his nephew, and all communication between the two was held by each hearing through the partition what the other said to himself. Each went in and out of his own part of the house when he liked, but neither ever crossed the threshold of the other part.

After a time the nephew discovered his uncle's true nature--he was a man-eater.

One day a woman came to the young man's part of the house. The next morning the uncle said, "My nephew has two ways of breathing."

The young man, speaking to himself, said, "My uncle is mistaken, I am talking to myself."

"My nephew can't deceive me," said the old man.

There are two persons in his part of the house. I am glad that game has come to him--I am going hunting."

When his uncle had gone, the young man said to his wife, "My uncle knows that you are here, now you must do as I tell you. If you don't he will kill and eat you. Three women have been here. He killed and ate each one of them, for they paid no heed to what I told them. Before I go away to hunt, I will bring wood and water and whatever you want, so you need not go out. If you

The minute the nephew was out of sight in the forest, the uncle came to the door. The old man had the power of commanding things to be done and the person had to obey though they didn't hear or see him.

He said, "Let the woman come out!"

But the woman had power also. When he saw that she didn't come out, he said, "Let the water she is cooking with boil away!"

The water boiled away, but the woman had a plenty more. The old man was angry, and said, "I will get her out in one way or another."

As the young man was coming home, he saw smoke rising from his part of the house. "All is well," thought he. "My uncle has not been able to kill my wife." When he went into the house he praised the woman for her obedience.

That afternoon, about dusk, they heard the old man come into his part of the house and they knew that he hadn't brought any game. He hunted only for people. He called out, "What luck has my nephew had to-day."

"I have had good luck," answered the young man.

The old man began to mutter to himself, to blame his nephew for hiding his uncle's game. At last he said, "I will wait a while then I will have my own."

He heard two persons breathe and he was angry. Determined to have something to eat he pounded bones into bits, put the bits into a kettle, filled the kettle with water and hanging it over the fire made soup.

The young man and his wife were silent. The man had decided to leave his uncle and his plans were laid. He had walked in circles around the house making each circle larger than the preceding one till he had a ring three days' journey in circuit and now he told his wife what she must do.

That night the uncle said, "I am going away for a while. I can find no game around here."

"Well," answered the nephew, "hunters, go where they

The young man took an arrow from his quiver, shook his wife till she was only a couple of inches long, then, taking off the flint point of the arrow, he put her inside the arrow and replacing the point, said, "In three days I will follow you."

Putting his arrow on the bow string he drew it and sent the arrow to the East. That instant the call of a woodpecker was heard. The feathers on the arrow were from that bird, and all the way the arrow sang with the voice of a woodpecker.

The young man could see the trail that the arrow left as it went through the air. He went back to the cabin, and waited. In three days his uncle came, but without game.

Talking to himself he asked, "What luck has my nephew had?"

"Good luck," said the young man. "I have a plenty to eat."

"I found nothing," said the old man. "This hunting ground is barren, my eyes see no more game. But if I have no fresh meat I have bones. I'll break them up and make soup."

Then the nephew heard his uncle breaking bones--there was a terrible noise. At last the young man said, "My uncle makes too much noise."

"My nephew wouldn't make less noise if he were in my place. I am trying to get something to eat." And paying no attention to what his nephew said, the old man kept at work. The next morning, at daybreak, he said, "I am going hunting. I shall be gone three days."

"I am glad," thought the young man, and as soon as his uncle was out of, sight he took the trail that he had

The invisible brother, though a great distance away, heard his uncle talking to himself, heard his threats, heard him say, "My daughter-in-law will never get out of my reach. I can go to the edge of the world very quickly. My nephew is trying to save her. He'll not succeed. I'll eat her flesh."

The next morning the old man set out. He followed his nephew's footprints till night, then, looking up, saw that his own house was near, that he had been going around and around. He was angry, and said, "To-morrow I will get on the right trail."

As soon as daylight came, the old man started again. As he traveled he found that the trail was growing dim,

On looking around he saw that the willows were bespattered with blood, and he knew from the blood out of which the voice came that his wife had been killed. He had two proofs now, his uncle's tracks and the speaking blood.

The young man continued to hunt and as he had good luck he didn't go again to the house across the lake. One day when he came from hunting he saw tracks around his fire, two little trails. Though he saw fresh tracks each evening he paid no attention to them. They looked like the tracks of a child but he thought that a little animal made them. At last he noticed that some of his meat was gone and that each day more and more disappeared. Then he resolved to catch the thief. Pieces of meat hung up to dry had been pulled down, dragged out of the house and then pulled along on the ground.

The young man followed the trail till he came to a big log. The log, was hollow and the trail disappeared at the opening. He was sure that some animal lived in the tree. The next day he started off, as usual, but after going a short distance into the forest he stopped to watch his house. Soon he saw two little boys come out of the log and run toward the house. They went in and after a while came out dragging a piece of meat. When they reached the log they disappeared in the opening, pulling the meat in after them. The man thought, "To-morrow I will catch those children,"

"Why do you cry?" asked he, "I am your father. Don't cry."

When they stopped crying, he asked, "How do you know that I am your father?"

One boy was a little larger than the other, and when the man questioned them he answered, "An old man killed our mother. He cut off her head and hid it in a hollow log and he put us in there too. Our mother's head is in the tree now."

"What do you do with the meat you take from here?"

"We feed it to our mother."

"You must stay with me now," said the father. He was kind to them and the boys were glad to stay. He made them playthings, bow and arrows and a ball and club. Whenever he went hunting, they carried meat to their mother.

One day the larger boy said to his father, "My mother is hungry."

"Feed her," said he. "Feed her all she will eat. We have a plenty of meat. You can take as much as you want."

Soon the man saw that the meat was disappearing very fast, faster than he could bring it in. He was frightened.

One of the boys noticed this, and said, "My mother eats a great deal, we can't carry her enough." And he asked his father to go and see her.

The man went to the log and looking in saw two great eyes in a skull.

"What can we do?" asked one of the boys.

"I am afraid," said the father, "that after she has eaten all the meat she will eat us."

"We must go to some place far away," said the boys,

The boys started and after they had gone quite a distance and were tired, the larger dog said to the larger boy, "Sit on my back."

Then the smaller dog said to the smaller boy, "Sit on my back."

The boys did as told. The dogs ran on swiftly. After a long time they came to a place where trees had been felled, then they said to the boys, "We are near a village. You must walk now."

The boys were unwilling to walk, but the dogs, shaking themselves as if they had just been in water, threw them off and told them to go to the village. The dogs turned then and went back to their master.

The man knew that by going South he would find uncles who would help him, just such powerful men as his old uncle. When the dogs came back, they told their master that they would stay till the last meat was gone, but he must go, for as soon as the meat was eaten the Head would fly in the direction he took. They would delay it all they could, but he must travel fast for his life was in danger.

The man started toward the South and went with great swiftness, for he was a fast runner. Two days after he left, one of the dogs overtook him, and said, "The meat is gone and the Head is trying to find the boys. It can follow as far as they walked but no farther. Be on your guard for it will find your trail."

The dog could see a great distance, it looked back, and said, "The Head is coming! You have always said that no one could outrun you. The time has come when you must exert all your strength."

When the Head started, the dogs left behind did what they could to delay it. They bit it and when it turned to pursue them, they dodged into the ground. It went

The man ran with all speed. Seeing a house he darted into it and called out to an old man sitting there, "Uncle, help me! A terrible Head is following me to take my life!"

"I will help you all I can," said the old man, "but hurry to the next house, your aunts live there; they will help you. If I am killed, a dark cloud will go up to the sky."

The man was about half way between the two houses when he heard a terrible noise and looking back saw that the Flying Head had reached his uncle's house and his uncle was fighting it with all his strength. When he turned a second time he saw a great black cloud rise into the sky and he knew that his uncle was dead.

That minute one of the dogs came to the man, and said, "Your uncle is dead. He was never beaten before."

When the Head had devoured the old man's flesh, it rushed after the husband.

The man ran as fast as he could. When almost exhausted, he saw a house, ran into it and called to the women sitting there, "Help me! help me! Something is following me to take my life!"

"Poor man," said one of his aunts. "Hurry on. We will do what we can to delay the Head. Go to the next house. Your mother lives there. Maybe she can help you."

The man wasn't out of sight of the house when he heard a great noise and heard his aunts call to their children to have courage. The Head flew into the house, and bit at everything it came in contact with. The women beat it

Then the man cried, "Mother, help me, help me!"

"Poor Son, you are in great trouble," said the mother. "Go on, we will do what we can."

The man hurried through the house. The Head came in as he went out. The dogs ran around the house and urged their master on.

The mother called to her children, "Kill the Head if you can! Fight with all your strength!"

They took their most poisonous weapons and began to strike the Head. One of the women stumbled and fell; the Head devoured her in an instant.

The old mother cautioned her children, telling them to be careful and make no misstep. The youngest girl, remembering there was bears' oil in the house, thought she would boil it and see if she couldn't kill the Head with boiling oil. While the Head was chasing the women through the house, the oil began to boil, then the girl seized the kettle and threw the oil onto the Head. It burned and killed the Head.

'Your brother is free," said the mother. "We ought to have a game of ball. It is our duty to give thanks. The Head will be the ball."

She picked up the Head, carried it out and called in a loud voice, "Here, warriors, is a ball for you to play with."

Soon a great many people, with netted clubs in their hands, came and began to play ball. (These players were animals that lived in the forest.) The man saw them play with his wife's head. Each one struggled to get the ball and in that way they wore it out.

One of the dogs said to him, "Your wife is dead and you are safe."

When it said, "Your wife is dead," the man's strength left him, his arms dropped down, and he was very sad.

The man and his dogs traveled toward the West. When the dogs left the children they were near a house at the edge of a village. In that house lived an old woman and her granddaughter. One day when the girl was in the woods stooping down to pick up broken boughs, she heard voices. She listened and, as the wind came toward her, she discovered that they were the voices of children. She went home with her wood, told her grandmother that she had heard children crying, and asked her to come to the forest and listen.

"It is a pleasure to know that there are children alive. They must be for us," said the grandmother. "We will go and find them."

When they came to the place where the girl had heard the voices, she said, "Now listen!"

"True," said the grandmother, "there are children in the woods. We must look everywhere till we find them. Maybe they are sent to us because we are alone."

The girl followed the sound, going in the direction from which the wind came, she could hear distinctly and she knew the sound came from near the ground. At last she came to where the boys were. They were apparently about a year old, one a little larger than the other and both were crying. The girl began to comfort the children, to tell them she would be their mother and be kind to them.

While she was talking, her grandmother came. She pitied the children and 'said to them, "Stop crying. It is the will of the Great Spirit that you should be our children. I will be your grandmother and my granddaughter will be your mother."

"All we have we will give to you," said the girl. "I will love you as your mother would."

One day the larger boy called, "Grandmother, come and see what I have killed. It is covered with spots. It is over here in the weeds."

"Where is it? Where is it?" asked the grandmother.

The boys led the way, but she could hardly keep in sight of them, the weeds were so high. On reaching the spot she found a fawn a few hours old. She carried the fawn home, and said to herself, "I am thankful that I have these children. They will be great hunters; their game is getting larger. First they killed birds, now they have killed a fawn."

One day the larger boy said, "Our father is coming."

"I am afraid our father is dead," answered the other boy.

The grandmother overheard this and told the boys to go and hunt for birds, she was hungry for bird meat.

The next day, while the children were out, a man came to the house. The invisible brother had told the man that when he came to the old woman's house he must say, "Grandmother, I am glad to see you," and to the girl, "Sister, I am glad to see you." As the man went in, he saluted the old woman as Grandmother, and to the girl he said, Sister.

One of the boys said to the other, "Our father has come!"

"I don't think so," said his brother, "Our father had dogs; there are no dogs with this man." To find out he raised the skin door a little and looking in he saw his father sitting there with his elbow on his knee and his face on his hand.

"We must find the dogs," said the larger boy.

When the boys didn't come, the grandmother and granddaughter were frightened. They were waiting for daylight -to come so they could hunt for them. When they came, the grandmother asked, "Why did you stay so long and frighten us?"

The father was happy to be with his children again. The girl was the man's sister and the old woman was his grandmother.

They all lived together now and were happy.

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