killed twelve deer, and afterwards killed two of their people who
went for the blood of the deer. I heard them say, 'That is what must be
expected if you will go to such places you must expect to be killed.'" The
elder brother began thinking and without turning toward the youth asked,
"How many deer did you say were killed?" and he answered "twelve." Then
the older brother said, "Well, sir, you have told me many stories and I
never believed you, but this story I do believe. What is the matter with
you that you know all these things? How do you know these things and find
out these things?" The youth replied, "I do not know how, but all these
things come to my mind and my eyes." The elder brother said, "I will now
give more thought to you and study how you find out all about these
things. We have a lot of meat and we did not know how to get it home; now
that you have come let us return; you shall carry the meat." When halfway
home they were about to descend a mesa, and when on the edge they sat down
to rest; then they saw far down the mesa four mountain sheep, and the
brothers commanded the youth to kill one for them. They said, "Our meat is
dry; your legs are fresh, so you will kill the sheep." The youth succeeded
in heading off the sheep by hiding in a bush (_Bigelovia Douglasii_(9))
sometimes called sage brush but it is not the true sage brush. The sheep
came directly toward him; he aimed his arrow at them, but before he could
pull the bow his arm stiffened and became dead and the sheep passed by.
All the sheep passed him, but he again headed them off by hiding in the
stalks of a large yucca.(10) The sheep passed within five steps of him,
and again when the time to pull the bow came his arm stiffened. The crow
people were watching him all the time. He again followed the sheep and got
ahead of them and hid behind a birch tree in bloom; he had his bow ready,
but as the sheep approached him they became gods. The first one was
Hasjelti, the second was Hostjoghon, the third was Naaskiddi, the fourth
one was Hadatchishi. At this strange metamorphosis the youth was greatly
alarmed, he dropped his bow and fell to the ground senseless. Hasjelti
stood at the east side of the youth, Hostjoghon to the south, Naaskiddi to
the west, and Hadatchishi to the north of him. Each had a rattle, which
was used to accompany the songs for the recovery of the youth. They also
traced with their rattle in the sand this emblem, meaning a figure of a