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PRAYERS TO THE UWANAMMI 



667 



100 Even to all those villages 



That stand against the place of the 



setting sun, 

 Even every little bug, 

 Even every dirty little bug, 

 Let me hold them all fast in my 



hands, 

 105 Let none of them fall from my 



grasp — 

 In order that this may be, 

 My fathers, 

 I ask you for life. 

 May my children's roads all be 



fulfilled; 

 May they grow old; 

 1 10 May their roads reach all t he way 



to dawn lake; 

 May their roads be fulfilled; 

 In order that your thoughts may 



bend to this. 

 Your days are made. 

 Now your days are at an end. 

 Whatever I have wished 

 115 I have spoken 



All our prayers which we have com- 

 pleted for each other; 

 Thus I have fulfilled our thoughts. 

 Eagerly awaiting until it shall bo 



another day, 

 Until the winter, 

 120 I shall now pass my time. 

 My fathers, 

 Your waters. 

 Your seeds. 

 Your riches. 

 Your power. 

 Your strong spirit, 

 All this you will grant us; 

 May my road be fulfilled, 

 May I grow old. 

 Even until I go with strong hands 



grasping a bent stick,^* 

 Thus may I grow old. 



100 yii'ton kwa'telenankwin te"tcinan 

 le hiwalau'la te'mfa 



kwa ko'wi no'me tsa'napte 



nom a'ntcimo'apte 



te'mla a-'wiya^en-tsu'meEana 



105 el kwa tcu'wa ya'kna pi'ya'na 

 te'ametun'on a'kii 



horn a''tatcu 



to"na ho' te'Eohanan yai'ncemana 



horn tca'we te'mia a''wona 



ya'"an'a 

 a"'laci'an-a 

 110 te'luwaiyan Eaiakwi o'neala 



te"tcikwi te'mia a^'wona- ya-"- 



an'a. 

 i'sEon tse"mak-1ie'}akwi yam l;e'- 



wanan teatun'onakii 

 I;o"na'wan te'wanan te'alja 

 fo"na-wan te'wanan i-te"tcika 

 holko'n a'ntecemana 

 115 pe'nan kwai"ina 



yam hon i-'yan!;ewusu pena' ya''- 



Eanapkowa 

 ho' tse"makwin mo'la"lja. 

 fo'pa le'watun te'kwi 



te"tsinan'e a'ntsume'na 

 120 hos te'wanan te'Eiin'a 



hom a-'tatcu 



yam Ea'cima 



yam to'waconan-e 



yam u'tenan-e 

 125 yam sa'wanika 



yam tse"makwin tsu'me 



te'mia homs ton a'niktciana'wa. 



ho' o'naya-'ana 



ho' ia'ci'an'a 

 130 l^a'powan le'a tsu'me ho' la'ci'aira. 



^'- That is, leaning on a cane, a common symbol for long life and old age. .\t the winter solstice the feather 

 offerings of society members all contain bent prayer sticks as a prayer for old age. 



