<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</SPAN></span></p>
<h2>UNKTOMI AND THE BAD SONGS</h2>
<p class="subtitle">Dakota</p>
<p><span class="dropcap">U</span>nktomi was going along; his way lay along
by the side of a lake. Out on the lake there
were a great many ducks, geese, and swans
swimming. When Unktomi saw them he went backward
out of sight, and picking some grass, bound it up
in a bundle. He placed this on his back and so went
again along by the side of the lake.</p>
<p>“Unktomi, what are you carrying?” asked the ducks
and the geese and the swans.</p>
<p>“These are bad songs I am carrying,” said Unktomi.</p>
<p>The ducks said, “Unktomi, sing for us.”</p>
<p>Unktomi replied, “But the songs are very bad.”</p>
<p>But the ducks insisted upon it. Then Unktomi said,
“Make a grass lodge.” So they went to work and made
a large grass lodge.</p>
<p>“Now, let all the ducks, geese, and swans gather
inside the lodge and I will sing for you,” said Unktomi.
So all the ducks and the geese and the swans gathered
inside and filled the grass lodge. Then Unktomi took
his place at the door of the lodge and said, “If I sing
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</SPAN></span>
for you, no one must look, for that is the meaning of
the song.”</p>
<p>Then he began to sing,</p>
<div class="poem">
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Dance with your eyes shut;</span><br/>
<span class="i0">If you open your eyes</span><br/>
<span class="i0">Your eyes shall be red!</span><br/>
<span class="i0">Your eyes shall be red!</span><br/></div>
</div>
<p>When he said and sang this, the geese, ducks, and
swans danced with their eyes shut. Then Unktomi rose
up and said,</p>
<div class="poem">
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">I even, even I</span><br/>
<span class="i0">Follow in my own;</span><br/>
<span class="i0">I even, even I,</span><br/>
<span class="i0">Follow in my own.</span><br/></div>
</div>
<p>So they all gabbled as they danced, and Unktomi,
dancing among them, commenced twisting off the necks
of the fattest of the geese and ducks and swans. But
when he tried to twist off the neck of a large swan and
could not, he only made him squawk. Then a small
duck, called Skiska, partly opened his eyes. He saw
Unktomi try to break the swan’s neck, and he made an
outcry:</p>
<div class="poem">
<div class="stanza">
<span class="i0">Look ye, look ye!</span><br/>
<span class="i0">Unktomi will destroy us all.</span><br/>
<span class="i0">Look ye, look ye!</span><br/></div>
</div>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</SPAN></span>
At once they all opened their eyes and attempted to
go out. But Unktomi threw himself in the doorway
and tried to stop them. They rushed upon him with
their feet and wings, and smote him and knocked him
over, walking on his stomach, and leaving him as
though dead. Then Unktomi came to life, and got up,
and looked around.</p>
<p>But they say that the Wood Duck, which looked
first, had his eyes made red.</p>
<p>Then Unktomi gathered up the ducks and geese and
swans he had killed and carried them on his back. He
came to a river and traveled along by the side of it
till he came to a long, straight place where he stopped
to boil his kettle. He put all the ducks and geese and
swans whose necks he had twisted into the kettle, and
set it on the fire to boil, and then he lay down to sleep.</p>
<p>As he lay there, curled up on the bank of the river,
he said, “Mionze [familiar spirit], if anyone comes
you wake me up.” So he slept.</p>
<p>Now a mink came paddling along on the river, and
coming close to Unktomi’s boiling place, saw him lying
fast asleep. Then he went there. While Unktomi
slept, he took out all the boiling meat and ate it up,
putting the bones back into the kettle. Then Unktomi
waked up. He sat up and saw no one.</p>
<p>“Perhaps my boiling is cooked for me,” he said.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</SPAN></span>
He took the kettle off the fire. He poked a stick into
it and found only bones. Then he said, “Indeed, the
meat has all fallen off.” So he took a spoon and dipped
it out; nothing was there but bones.</p>
<p>This is the story of Unktomi and the Bad Songs.</p>
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