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accustomed to the freedom of the broad seas, was furious when 

 restricted by the banks of the streams, and viciously strove to 

 rend them apart, writhing his way through the waters and hurling 

 great rocks upon them as the)' fled to the sea. 



Bewailing the loss of his rivers should they be engulfed in the 

 deep seas and his high lands and valleys perish from thirst, Hah- 

 gweh-di-yu hastened to their rescue, whereupon, Sais-tah-go-wa, 

 discovering his approach and dreading his power, sought to make 

 his escape, and being unable to return through the rivers he had 

 destroyed, fled to the sky. 



The Sun was peacefully tracking its trail across the heavens 

 when Sais-tah-go-wa appeared, and upon learning what the monster 

 had done, determined that it should never return to the earth to 

 injure the creations of Hah-gweh-di-yu, and throwing him across 

 the sky, clasped him down to the east and the west. 



It chanced at this time that He-no, the Thunderer, was passing 

 on his way through a storm, and admiring the beautiful colors of 

 Sais-tah-go-wa as he stretched across the sky, picked him up, 

 saying, " My Lightning Hunter needs this for his bow," and 

 straightway carried him up to his lodge. 



Sais-tah-go-wa is restless in his capt.vity, and when He-no is 

 busy directing his storms, endeavors to escape; but the ever watch- 

 ful Sun detects him, and again bending him across the sky, paints 

 him with his brightest colors that he may be discovered by He-no, 

 who quickly comes and carries him back to his lodge. 



In summer showers the red man sees Sais-tah-go-wa in the 

 resplendent hues that arch the sky, and as they fade away and the 

 sun comes forth, he exclaims, " The rain is past ! — Sais-tah-go-wa 

 tried to escape, but He-no has taken him back to his lodge! " 



SKA-HAI-WE, INDIAN SUMMER 



Ga-oh, Spirit of the Winds. Go-ho-ne, Winter. An-da, Day. Se-oh, 

 Xight. O-ga-nyo-da, the Rainbow. He-no, the Thunderer. Ga-o-no-uh, 

 Canoe (new moon) 



When in the late autumn the Sun " walks crooked," he is on his 

 way to the south sky where during the winter solstice he rests, 

 leaving his " sleep spirit " on guard during his absence. 



Previous to his departure he smokes the ah-so-qua-ta (peace 

 pipe) to veil the earth as he councils with the Great Mother. 



Sun talks to Earth 



" Earth, Great Mother, holding your children close to your breast, 

 hear my power! Listen. 



