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him and said : "Good-by ! this is the manner by which the people of the 

 Yellow Pueblo treat each other." 



When they had arrived at the place where human form had to be reas- 

 sumed Hawk arrived second, and Antelope was on the way of setting out 

 again. Hawk came upon a hill and when Antelope started, Hawk (who 

 was transformed into a man) began to run. The boy racer of the White 

 Pueblo, who had been Antelope, was now sighted by the people, and the 

 inhabitants of the Yellow Pueblo said among themselves: "Now the 

 White Pueblo is certainly our own ! " But those of the White Pueblo 

 said : "Our racer is ahead of the other and the Yellow Pueblo is now 

 ours to a certainty." The people of both sides who went to greet the 

 racers, met the boy of the White Pueblo ahead of his rival when both 

 came to the starting place. 



Four days after this all residents of the Yellow Pueblo of wizards were 

 gathered and burnt, and their village also. But one of their wicked num- 

 ber could not be found, and hence was not burnt ; and from that time 

 until now we therefore have some wizard people living. 



COMMENTS ON THE MYTHIC TALE. 



The mythic tale embodied in the above pages is very popular among the 

 Isleta Indians, and I obtained it from one of them, Henry Kendall, who, 

 in 1885 and for some years previous, was a pupil of the Indian Training 

 School at Carlisle, Pennsylvania. Considering his youthful years, he 

 showed remarkable intelligence, and could reply to almost all the ques- 

 tions I propounded to him on the language and ethnology of his native 

 tribe. 



The legend is divided into two parts. I have placed the description of the 

 adventures of the boy -antelope before the main story, though I obtained 

 it as a secondary appendix to the same, and have to state that this part is 

 incomplete at its end, for it does not mention the capture of the boy by 

 the Isleta hunters, which had been the cause for sending them out on a 

 hunt. He and his mother were called " Big Head " on account of their 

 bulky hair, flowing loosely around their heads, which made the boy's 

 head appear to be of preternatural size when the wind was blowing into 

 his hair during a race. 



The words, "now it is your turn," have no reference to the story, but 

 indicate that the tale is finished and that another narrator has his turn to 

 count another story. In the original these words convey the idea : "That 

 is your tail," ka hui'kiem. 



As to the legendary migration of the " Cold-hearted " clan out of the 

 bowels of the earth towards the "Lake of the Dark Tears," the Indians 

 of Cochiti and Taos, New Mexico, are acquainted with it also, and relate 

 that the lake was to the north, in what is now Colorado, and that they 

 saw it themselves. That populations originated from the earth and 

 crawled out of it through an opening, is a myth very frequently found in 



