362 MYTHS (IF THE (HEKOKEK [eth.ann.19 



That niylit iiyaiii he h(>;ir(l tlic stf])s luid voices, und one siiid. "■ My 

 friend, very soon now you will icucli home safely anil find your 

 friends all well. Now we will tell you why we have helped you. 

 Whenever you went hunting you always gave the best part of the 

 meat to us and kept onlj- the smallest part for yourself. For that we 

 are thankful and help you. In the morning you will see us and know 

 who we are." 



In the morning when he woke up they were still there — two men as 

 he thought — but after he had said the last words to them and started 

 on, he turned again to look, and one was a white wolf and the other a 

 black wolf. That day he reached home. — Arranged from Curtin, 

 Seneca manuscript. 



94. HATCINONDON'S ESCAPE FROM THE CHEROKEE 



Hatcinoiidoii was a great warrior, the greatest among the Seneca. 

 Once he led a company against the Cherokee. They traveled until 

 they came to the great ridge on the border of the Cherokee country, 

 and then thej' knew their enemies were on the lookout on the other 

 side. Hatcinoiidofi told his men to halt where they were while he 

 went ahead to see what was in front. The enemy discovered and 

 chased him, and he ran into a canebrake, where the canes were in two 

 great patches with a narrow strip of open ground between. Thej^ saw 

 him go into the canes, so they set fire to the patch and watched at the 

 open place for him to come out, but before they got around to it he 

 had run across into the second patch and escaped. When the canes 

 had burned down the Cherokee looked for his body in the ashes, but 

 could not find any trace of it, so they went home. 



When Hatcinofidoii got into the second canebrake he was tired out, 

 so he lay down and fell asleep. At night while he was asleep two men 

 came and took him by the arm, saying: " AVe have come for you. 

 Somebody has sent for you." They took him a long way, above the 

 sky vault, until they came to a house. Then they said: "This is 

 where the man lives who sent for you." He looked, but could see no 

 door. Then a voice from the inside said "Come in," and something 

 like a door opened of itself. He went in and there sat Hawenni'o, the 

 Thunder-god. 



Ilaweiini'o said, "I have sent for you and you are here. Are 3'ou 

 hungry?" Hatcinoiidofi thought: "■ That's a strange way to talk; that's 

 not the way I do — I give food." The Thunder knew his thoughts, so 

 he laughed and said, "I said that only in fun." He rose and biought 

 half a cake of bread, half of a wild apple, and half a pigeon. Hatci- 

 nondon said, "This is very little to fill me," but the Thunder replied, 

 "If you eat that, there is more." He began eating, but, as he ate, 

 everything became whole again, so that he was not able to finish it. 



While he was sitting he heard some one running outside, and directly 



