^^EwS] FICTION 249 



Ganyadjigowa started off, after saying to Genonsgwa and to his 

 people, " I should be ghid if you caught me." The Genonsgwa, who 

 wei-e angry, followed him. They ran hai'd but they could not catch 

 him. Ganyadjigowa began to fly, going up, up, up, until he reached 

 the clouds. There he saw people. "Well, who are living here? I 

 never before heard that people were living here," he mused. Soon a 

 man came near him who wore beautiful, downy clothes. He greeted 

 Ganyadjigowa with, "Where are you from?" "From below," was 

 the answer. "How did you come?" was the next question. 

 " Through the air," was the response. " I suppose you bring news? " 

 "No; I came for amusement," said Ganyadjigowa. "What is your 

 name?" he was asked. "Ganyadjigowa," he replied. "I will give 

 you a name." " Very well," said the man. " I will call you S'hadah- 

 geah. This place where you live is strange," declared Ganyadjigowa. 

 " Yes; I can see all over the world," came the answer. "Well, how 

 can I see? " said Ganj'adjigowa. "Look right straight down," the 

 man said. Ganyadjigowa, looking straight down, saw all over the 

 world. It did not seem far down. Ganyadjigowa asked, "Do you 

 knovv- the man who lives by the side of the lake down there? He is 

 a very mean man." " You must not do anything to that man," re- 

 sponded S'hadahgeah; "' "he has great orenda (magic power). He 

 is chief of all gods. AVe are afraid of him. You must go now. The 

 Wind is coming. It will kill you if you stay here." 



Thereupon Ganyadjigowa went straight down. Then looking 

 around, he saw somebody coming out of the ground. Going to the 

 spot, he said: "What are you doing? Why do you live in the 

 ground ( " " Oh ! I have always lived there. You need not bother 

 me," came the reply. "I will not bother you," said Ganyadjigowa; 

 I came merely to ask you a question : Is Hanisheonon alive? " " No; 

 Hanisheonon is, I think, not alive. I believe Hanisheonon is mag- 

 ically a great power," said the man. " Well, do you know where 

 Hanisheonon lives?" inquired Ganyadjigowa. "Yes," was the re- 

 ply. "Where is the place?" continued Ganyadjigowa. "Eight in 

 the ground. That is why I live in the ground," said the man. 

 "Well, do you think you have the same power as Hanisheonon?" 

 he was asked. "Oh, no! " he replied. "Can you hill the people? " 

 again queried Ganyadjigowa. He answered, "Yes." "Have you 

 a name? " asked Ganyadjigowa. "I do not want a name," he said. 

 " Well, I will give you a name anyhow. I will call you Onoqgont- 

 gowa," ^"^ said the young man. The man hung down his head; then, 

 raising it again, he said, " Can you call me another name? " " No; 

 that is the name that suits you best. You are bad-looking," said Gan- 

 yadjigowa. The man cried (i. e., buzzed) — he was a winged Djihons- 

 donqgwen.'"* " Well," said Onoqgontgowa, " when they talk about 

 me, they shall say Onoqgontgowa." 



