432 ISLETA, NEW MEXICO [eth. ann. 47 



bread and a bowl of stew. She met another woman on the way. 

 "We are late," she said. . . . Her husband started to get up; the 

 broom held him, saying, "Well, my husband, where are you going?" 

 "Going out, mother. You are not my wife. She has gone out. I 

 am going to follow." "Yes. Follow her. Do not let her see you. 

 Keep in the shadow." It was moonlight. He went to his friend's 

 house and woke liim. They followed the two women. When the 

 women looked back, the men would dodge into the shadows. They 

 went to Sliimtua,-^ to the cave. The women had dropped their shawls 

 and gone into the next room. The men hid under the pile of shawls. 

 They overheard the chief scolding the two women. "Yes, we are 

 late," they said, "because we coidd not leave before our husbands 

 went to sleep." The chief said to the woman, "Are you going to 

 marry my nephew?" "Yes. How are you plaiming to lull my 

 husband? " "I am going to kill him by a flood in the river. Do you 

 like that?" the chief asked the woman. "Yes." At that the hus- 

 band and his friend, the medicine man, came in. The husband had 

 a stick (koanla) and with it hit everyone coming out of the door. 

 With his power the medicine man Idlled the chief and his nephew. 

 Some escaped, among them the woman. WTien the man got home 

 she was there stirring the fire with the poker. He went to bed. She 

 continued to sit by the fire. He said, "What is the matter with you? 

 Why don't you come to bed?" He had taken away her eyes before 

 he left the house and she had not been able to find them. Then he 

 held her by the hair and drew back her head and saw the owl eyes. 

 He beat her. He went and called her father and mother. When they 

 came, he said, "My father and mother, I called you to see how your 

 daughter looks." They saw her owl eyes. Her father clubbed her 

 and her mother whipped her, whipped her hard. Then her husband 

 killed her " and carried her to naHtu, the ash pUe. He went to the 

 house of wilawe (war chief) to tell him to call out to the people to go 

 and see his wife lying on the ash pile. 



36. Bewitched into Coyote 



At Nambatotoe (earth white village) was living an old woman with 

 her grandson. She used to cook for liim and herself. Her grandson 

 used to go out hunting in the mornmg to get deer for his grandmother. 

 A man used to come in the evenmg to visit him. He was envious of 

 him. One night he said to the boy, "My friend, how do you get deer? 

 I go out and get none." "It is easy to kill deer." " Well, let's go the 

 day after tomorrow." "All right, my friend." So they went. When 



'• See p. 430. 



" Variant: After she was whipped by her father she died of shame. This variant was told as "a true 

 story." The daughter of the witch of the story died an old woman during the influenza. She was a witch, 

 too. She had funny squinting eyes, cat eyes, red eyes; they, too, had been stolen. She had brown hair. 



