March, 1905. The Traditions of the Hopi — Voth. 199 



Tipoki homponcholo 



Yep nu (Here I) 



Cholo, cholo, chololololo.* 



The Coyote laughed at the Red Eagle and spilled the water. Now 

 he ran back to the spring again, and again filled his mouth with water. 

 Now he ran again, and again arrived at the Red Eagle, who was still 

 dancing, and because he (the Coyote) laughed again, he again poured 

 out the water. Now the Coyote was angry. "Why do you dance 

 here that way?" he asked the Red Eagle. "Now let me go to the 

 cedar timber and hunt some pitch," and he ran very fast to the timber, 

 and there a pinon-tree had a great deal of pitch. He cut that off and 

 carrying it, went home. Now he again descended to Toriva and 

 drank there, very much, because he was very thirsty. When he had 

 drank he filled his mouth and then pasted up his mouth with the pitch. 

 Now he again came to the Red Eagle, who was again dancing. The 

 Coyote again laughed, but his mouth was closed up tightly and he did 

 not spill the water. Now at last he ran to his children very fast. 

 When he arrived there they were sleeping nicely. When he had taken 

 off the pitch he poured the water into their mouths, but they did not 

 get awake. Why, they had died! Now because he was very angry 

 he wanted to kill the Red Eagle, and went to him, very angry. When 

 he arrived there the Red Eagle flew away. When he flew away he 

 showed him his leg and, behold ! he had two legs. The Coyote jumped 

 at him but did not catch him, and thus he did not kill him. 



71. THE COYOTE AND THE TURKEYS.^ 



Haliksai! At Ishmovala the Coyote was living, and at Nuvatu- 

 tcaovi, a short distance east of Ishmovala, the Turkey lived. They 

 both had children and were great friends, and often visited each other. 

 One time when the Coyote came to the house of the Turkeys they 

 fed him pinon nuts, which he relished very much. The little Turkeys 

 were very nicely figured, and the Coyote enjoyed looking at them. 

 He envied them for their beautiful feathers and was wondering 

 how they were figured so nicely. As he looked at them he stroked their 

 bodies with a forepaw. "Yes," the Turkey mother said, "I baked 

 these, my children. I put them into an oven and baked them, then 

 I ate their meat, but I did not break any bones, nor did I bite into 

 any bones. Them I left entirely unhurt. Early in the morning I 



' Referring to the exposed roots of trees, herbs, etc., standing up above the ground. 

 2 Told by Kwdyeshva (Oraibi). 



