THE BASKET MAKER 



admit it, though she had come through 

 the period of unfaith in the lore of the clan 

 with a fine appreciation of its beauty and 

 significance. 



" What good will your dead get, Seyavi, 

 of the baskets you burn ? " said I, coveting 

 them for my own collection. 



Thus Seyavi, " As much good as yours 

 of the flowers you strew." 



Oppapago looks on Waban, and Waban 

 on Coso and the Bitter Lake, and the cam- 

 poodie looks on these three ; and more, 

 it sees the beginning of winds along the 

 foot of Coso, the gathering of clouds be- 

 hind the high ridges, the spring flush, the 

 soft spread of wild almond bloom on the 

 mesa. These first, you understand, are 

 the Paiute's walls, the other his furnishings. 

 Not the wattled hut is his home, but the 

 land, the winds, the hill front, the stream. 



