he youth could not
see what they were doing, but he listened all the time. After the dance
began a great fire was made, and then he could see black objects moving,
but he could not distinguish any people. He recognized the voice of
Hasjelti. Though the youth was crazy, he remembered everything in his
heart. He even remembered the words of the songs that continued all the
night; he remembered every word of every song. He said to himself, "I will
listen until daylight." These people did not remain on one side of the
canyon where the first fires were built, but they crossed and recrossed in
their dance and had fires on both sides of the canyon. They danced back
and forth until daylight (on the ninth night of the Hasjelti Dailjis was a
repetition of this dance), when all the crows and the other birds flew
away to the west. All that he saw after they left was the fires and smoke.
The crazy youth then started off in a run to his brothers' camp to tell
what he had seen and heard. His brothers were up early and saw the boy
approaching. They said, "I bet he will have lots of stories to tell. He
will say he saw something no one ever saw, or somebody jumped on him." And
the brother-in-law who was with them said, "Let him alone; when he comes
into camp he will tell us all, and I believe these things do happen, for
he could not make up these things all the time."

The camp was surrounded by pinon brush and a large fire burned in the
center of the inclosure; there was much meat roasting over the fire. As
soon as the youth reached the camp he raked over the coals and said, "I
feel cold." The brother-in-law replied, "It is cold. When people camp
together they tell stories to one another in the mornings; we have told
ours and we must now hear yours." The youth related his experiences of the
past night. He said, "Where I stopped last night was the worst camp I ever
had." The brothers kept their backs to the youth and pretended not to pay
any attention, but the brother-in-law listened and questioned him. He
continued, "I never heard such a noise." The brothers then remarked, "I
thought he would say something like that" (they were jealous of this crazy
brother, he saw so much they could not see). The brother-in-law was
inclined to believe the youth's story and asked what kind of people made
the noise. "I do not know. They were strange people to me, but I do know
they danced all night back and forth across the canyon, and I know my
brothers