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| 243 36. Sun Sets the World Afire (second version)1 mountain lion came from powell plateau. he carried everything on his back across the Colorado. He went to Wigahawa’dja. There were many Indians over there. When he got there he saw houses and tracks of the Indians, but he saw no Indians. He looked around but saw nobody. Then he saw Coyote there. Mountain Lion said, “My nephew, where are all the Indians? Have they moved somewhere? I want to see the Indians. I came a long way to see my relations. That is why I came here.” Coyote said, “There are no Indians around here. I am the only one. Stay here; live here.” Mountain Lion said to Coyote, “You have houses here, many houses, and different tracks. I want you to tell me the truth. Where are the Indians all gone? I want to see the big chief and smoke tobacco with him, and see my relations. That is why I came. I came a long way from Powell Plateau.” Coyote said, “There are no Indians around here. I am the only one here. I made the houses; I always change around.” Mountain Lion said, “You may be the only one that stayed here, but I see women’s tracks and babies’ tracks, and seeds that women picked. I do not think you do that.” “I am the only one around here. I make myself into an old woman to gather seeds and I make myself into a baby to walk around. I always do those things,” said Coyote. Mountain Lion did not come into the house, but just stood by the door and talked to Coyote. He said, “All right, you do everything around here. You cook seeds for me and I will come into the house. It is too hot here outside. It is midday. You put tobacco there, Coyote, and I will come in.” Mountain Lion became angry at Coyote and talked angrily to him. “You tell me straight; you tell me the truth. You are making fun of me. 244 | part ii I am a big chief, not a little boy. You tell me where Indians are; tell me where they are, or if something has killed them all. Tell me right away. The sun is on my head and my head burns. Now tell me. Do not lie to me.” Coyote said, “All right, my uncle, I will tell you. There were lots of Indians around here, but the sun killed them all and ate them.” “Why did you not tell me that right?” Mountain Lion said to Coyote. “When he killed them all I was very hungry here,” said Coyote. When Mountain Lion came he had a pack on his back which he had put down a short way from Coyote’s house. Now Mountain Lion went into Coyote’s house. He lay down and slept, saying nothing. When he woke, he said, “You say, Coyote, that you are very hungry. Go out there. I left my pack, a little pack. Go and get it.” When Coyote brought the pack they cooked some meat and ate it. In the morning he asked Coyote again, “What was the trouble that the sun killed all of the Indians and ate them?” Coyote said, “They went up to sun’s house and played games. Sun beat them and ate them. The sun beat them all and won everything. That is why he killed them.” “I am thinking about that; I do not know what to do. I should like to make Indians,” said Mountain Lion. He sent Coyote away to get some rocks of various kinds: red, shiny ones. “We will make Indians of those,” he said. “We will grind the rocks like corn and make Indians.” Coyote brought many rocks on his back. He laid a buckskin on the ground, put hawe’gasa2 on this, and used a deerhorn prong to cut the rocks. Then he put the powder in a buckskin, laid it down, and slept. When daylight came Coyote went where the sun rises. Mountain Lion had told Coyote to take the buckskin sacks and throw them where the sun comes up. Coyote took them and ran there, but he did not throw them all. He threw only the largest. “I want the Indians to be around here,” said Coyote. Mountain Lion told Coyote what he wanted him to do, but Coyote would not. “My uncle, I did what you said...

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