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ragged blanket when you go down to 
wash your face in the brook and I cover 
my head with a tattered shawl when I go 
into the village. You promised to go to 
Texas and send me checks and money 
but you got no farther than Truchas 
when you grew homesick and turned 
back. But I 
should find me crying around the corner 
don’t care! If anyone 
of the house and should ask me what 
the matter is, I would answer: “Oh, it is 
nothing, I have only been kicked by ¢ 
goat.” 
This is another song of disillusion, less 
circumstantial but no less bitter. 
Long ago how nice was everything! 
Fat mutton was all I ate, 
Coffee and sugar were all I ate, 
But now all I eat is the whip! 
I have no compunction in saying that 
the violence was doubtless of the purely 
sort. This final beautiful 
and vivid poem I give as the type of 
theoretical 
true love song of the Tewa: 
My little breath, under the willows by the 
water side we used to sit 
And there the yellow cottonwood bird came 
and sang. 
That I remember and therefore I weep. 
Under the growing corn we used to sit, 
And there the little leaf bird came and sang. 
That I remember and therefore I weep. 
There on the meadow of yellow flowers we 
used to walk. 
Oh, my little breath! Oh, my little heart! 
There on the meadow of blue flowers we used 
to walk. 
Alas! how long ago that we two walked in 
that pleasant way. 
Then everything was happy, but, alas! how 
long ago. 
There on the meadow of crimson flowers we 
used to walk. 
Oh, my little breath, now I go there alone in 
sorrow. 
The sacred lake of the Taos Indians + 
1 Notre BY THE A UTHOR: 
sedentary. 
The Indians of New Mexico and Arizona are of two kinds, nomadic and 
The latter are called Pueblo Indians after the Spanish name for village. 
Art, religion and 
everyday life vary little from one of the twenty-five or more villages to another, although four distinct 
language stocks are represented. The Tewa speak a dialect of the Tafoan language stock and inhabit 
five villages (San Juan, Santa Clara, San Ildefonso, Nambé and Tesuque) along the Rio Grande north 
of Santa Fé, and one, Hano, in northern Arizona. Taos is a finely preserved pueblo in northern New 
Mexico whose inhabitants speak a different Tafioan dialect. The Hopi villages adjoin Hano and have 
been only slightly affected by European contact. 
