{"id":21679,"date":"2022-08-01T17:01:40","date_gmt":"2022-08-01T17:01:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/?page_id=21679"},"modified":"2022-08-01T17:04:03","modified_gmt":"2022-08-01T17:04:03","slug":"conte-tlingit-arrow-chain","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/haida-tlingit-tsimshian-mythology\/tale-tlingit-arrow-chain\/","title":{"rendered":"Tlingit Story: Arrow Chain"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/haida-tlingit-tsimshian-mythology\/\" role=\"button\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t\tHaida-Tlingit-Tsimshian Mythology<br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a><br \/>\n\t\t\t<a href=\"https:\/\/www.firstpeople.us\/FP-Html-Legends\/TheArrowChain-Tlingit.html\" role=\"button\"><br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t\tWiki<br \/>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a><\/p>\n<p>The\u00a0<strong><a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/haida-tlingit-tsimshian-mythology\/\">Tlingit<\/a><\/strong> are an indigenous North American ethnicity, specifically an Alaska Native people. Here is their tale: The Arrow Chain.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/cropped-AlphaOmega-e1602613368367.png\" alt=\"The Arrow Chain\" width=\"25\" height=\"25\" title=\"\"><\/p>\n<div id=\"ez-toc-container\" class=\"ez-toc-v2_0_85 counter-hierarchy ez-toc-counter ez-toc-grey ez-toc-container-direction\">\n<div class=\"ez-toc-title-container\">\n<p class=\"ez-toc-title\" style=\"cursor:inherit\">Contents<\/p>\n<span class=\"ez-toc-title-toggle\"><a href=\"#\" class=\"ez-toc-pull-right ez-toc-btn ez-toc-btn-xs ez-toc-btn-default ez-toc-toggle\" aria-label=\"Toggle Table of Content\"><span class=\"ez-toc-js-icon-con\"><span class=\"\"><span class=\"eztoc-hide\" style=\"display:none;\">Toggle<\/span><span class=\"ez-toc-icon-toggle-span\"><svg style=\"fill: #999;color:#999\" xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" class=\"list-377408\" width=\"20px\" height=\"20px\" viewbox=\"0 0 24 24\" fill=\"none\"><path d=\"M6 6H4v2h2V6zm14 0H8v2h12V6zM4 11h2v2H4v-2zm16 0H8v2h12v-2zM4 16h2v2H4v-2zm16 0H8v2h12v-2z\" fill=\"currentColor\"><\/path><\/svg><svg style=\"fill: #999;color:#999\" class=\"arrow-unsorted-368013\" xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" width=\"10px\" height=\"10px\" viewbox=\"0 0 24 24\" version=\"1.2\" baseprofile=\"tiny\"><path d=\"M18.2 9.3l-6.2-6.3-6.2 6.3c-.2.2-.3.4-.3.7s.1.5.3.7c.2.2.4.3.7.3h11c.3 0 .5-.1.7-.3.2-.2.3-.5.3-.7s-.1-.5-.3-.7zM5.8 14.7l6.2 6.3 6.2-6.3c.2-.2.3-.5.3-.7s-.1-.5-.3-.7c-.2-.2-.4-.3-.7-.3h-11c-.3 0-.5.1-.7.3-.2.2-.3.5-.3.7s.1.5.3.7z\"\/><\/svg><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/span><\/div>\n<nav><ul class='ez-toc-list ez-toc-list-level-1' ><li class='ez-toc-page-1 ez-toc-heading-level-2'><a class=\"ez-toc-link ez-toc-heading-1\" href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/haida-tlingit-tsimshian-mythology\/tale-tlingit-arrow-chain\/#The-Arrow-Chain\" >The Arrow Chain<\/a><\/li><\/ul><\/nav><\/div>\n<h2><span class=\"ez-toc-section\" id=\"The-Arrow-Chain\"><\/span>The Arrow Chain<span class=\"ez-toc-section-end\"><\/span><\/h2>\n<p>Two very high-caste boys were chums. The father of one was town<br \/>\nchief and had his house in the middle of the village, but the house<br \/>\nof the other boy&rsquo;s father stood at one end.<\/p>\n<p>These boys would go alternately to each other&rsquo;s houses and make<br \/>\ngreat quantities of arrows which they would play with until all<br \/>\nwere broken up.<\/p>\n<p>One time both of the boys made a great quantity of arrows to see<br \/>\nwhich could have the more. Just back of their village was a hill<br \/>\non the top of which was a smooth grassy place claimed by the boys<br \/>\nas their playground, and on a certain fine, moonlight night they<br \/>\nstarted thither.<\/p>\n<p>As they were going along the lesser chief&rsquo;s son, who was ahead,<br \/>\nsaid, &quot;Look here, friend. Look at that moon. Don&rsquo;t you think<br \/>\nthat the shape of that moon is the same as that of my mother&rsquo;s labret<br \/>\nand that the size is the same, too?&quot; The other answered, &quot;Don&rsquo;t:<br \/>\nYou must not talk that way of the moon.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Then suddenly it became very dark about them and presently the<br \/>\nhead chief&rsquo;s son saw a ring about them just like a rainbow. When<br \/>\nit disappeared his companion was gone. He called and called to him<br \/>\nbut did not get any answer and did not see him. He thought, &quot;He<br \/>\nmust have run up the hill to get away from that rainbow.&quot; He<br \/>\nlooked up and saw the moon in the sky. Then he climbed the hill,<br \/>\nand looked about, but his friend was not there.<\/p>\n<p>Now he thought, &quot;Well! the moon must have gone up with him.<br \/>\nThat circular rainbow must have been the moon.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>The boy thus left alone sat down and cried, after which he began<br \/>\nto try the bows. He put strings on them one after the other and<br \/>\ntried them, but every one broke. He broke all of his own bows and<br \/>\nall of his and his chum&rsquo;s except one which was made of very hard wood.<\/p>\n<p>He thought, &quot;Now I am going to shoot that star next to the<br \/>\nmoon.&quot; In that spot was a large and very bright one. He shot<br \/>\nan arrow at this star and sat down to watch, when, sure enough,<br \/>\nthe star darkened. Now he began shooting at that star from the big<br \/>\npiles of arrows he and his chum had made, and he was encouraged<br \/>\nby seeing that the arrows did not come back.<\/p>\n<p>After he had shot for some time he saw something hanging down very<br \/>\nnear him and, when he shot up another arrow, it stuck to this. The<br \/>\nnext did likewise, and at last the chain of arrows reached him.<br \/>\nHe put a last one on to complete it.<\/p>\n<p>Now the youth felt badly for the loss of his friend and, lying<br \/>\ndown under the arrow chain, he went to sleep. After a while he awoke,<br \/>\nfound himself sleeping on that hill, remembered the arrows he had<br \/>\nshot away, and looked up. Instead of the arrows there was a long<br \/>\nladder reaching right down to him. He arose and looked so as to<br \/>\nmake sure. Then he determined to ascend.<\/p>\n<p>First, however, he took various kinds of bushes and stuck them<br \/>\ninto the knot of hair he wore on his head. He climbed up his ladder<br \/>\nall day and camped at nightfall upon it, resuming his journey the<br \/>\nfollowing morning. When he awoke early on the second morning his<br \/>\nhead felt very heavy. Then he seized the salmon berry bush that<br \/>\nwas in his hair, pulled it out, and found it was loaded with berries.<\/p>\n<p>After he had eaten the berries off, he stuck the branch back into<br \/>\nhis hair and felt very much strengthened. About noon of the same<br \/>\nday he again felt hungry, and again his head was heavy, so he pulled<br \/>\nout a bush from the other side of his head and it was loaded with<br \/>\nblue huckleberries. It was already summer there in the sky.<\/p>\n<p>That was why he was getting berries. When he resumed his journey<br \/>\nnext morning his head did not feel heavy until noon. At that time<br \/>\nhe pulled out the bush at the back of his head and found it loaded<br \/>\nwith red huckleberries.<\/p>\n<p>By the time he had reached the top the boy was very tired. He looked<br \/>\nround and saw a large lake. Then he gathered some soft brush and<br \/>\nsome moss and lay down to sleep. But, while he slept, some person<br \/>\ncame to him and shook him saying, &quot;Get up. I am after you.&quot;<br \/>\nHe awoke and looked around but saw no one. Then he rolled over and<br \/>\npretended to go to sleep again but looked out through his eyelashes.<\/p>\n<p>By and by he saw a very small but handsome girl coming along. Her<br \/>\nskin clothes were very clean and neat, and her leggings were ornamented<br \/>\nwith porcupine quills. Just as she reached out to shake him he said,<br \/>\n&quot;I have seen you already.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Now the girl stood still and said, &quot;I have come after you.<br \/>\nMy grandmother has sent me to bring you to her house.&quot; So he<br \/>\nwent with her, and they came to a very small house in which was<br \/>\nan old woman. The old woman said, &quot;What is it you came way<br \/>\nup here after, my grandson?&quot; and the boy answered, &quot;On<br \/>\naccount of my playmate who was taken up hither.&quot; &quot;Oh!&quot;<br \/>\nanswered the old woman, &quot;He is next door, only a short distance<br \/>\naway. I can hear him crying every day. He is in the moon&rsquo;s house.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Then the old woman began to give him food. She would put her hand<br \/>\nup to her mouth, and a salmon or whatever she was going to give<br \/>\nwould make its appearance. After the salmon she gave him berries<br \/>\nand then meat, for she knew that he was hungry from his long journey.<br \/>\nAfter that she gave him a spruce cone, a rose bush, a piece of devil&rsquo;s<br \/>\nclub, and a small piece of whetstone to take along.<\/p>\n<p>As the boy was going toward the moon&rsquo;s house with all of these<br \/>\nthings he heard his playmate screaming with pain. He had been put<br \/>\nup on a high place near the smoke hole, so, when his rescuer came<br \/>\nto it, he climbed on top, and, reaching down through the smoke hole,<br \/>\npulled him out. He said, &quot;My friend, come. I am here to help<br \/>\nyou.&quot; Putting the spruce cone down where the boy had been,<br \/>\nhe told it to imitate his cries, and he and his chum ran away.<\/p>\n<p>After a while, however, the cone dropped from the place where it<br \/>\nhas been put, and the people discovered that their captive had escaped.<br \/>\nThen the moon started in pursuit. When the head chief&rsquo;s son discovered<br \/>\nthis, he threw behind them the devil&rsquo;s club he had received from<br \/>\nthe old woman, and a patch of devil&rsquo;s club arose which the moon<br \/>\nhad so much trouble in getting through that they gained rapidly on him.<\/p>\n<p>When the moon again approached, the head chief&rsquo;s son threw back<br \/>\nthe rose bushes, and such a thicket of roses grew there that the<br \/>\nmoon was again delayed. When he approached them once more, they<br \/>\nthrew back the grindstone, and it became a high cliff from which<br \/>\nthe moon kept rolling back. It is on account of this cliff that<br \/>\npeople can say things about the moon nowadays with impunity. When<br \/>\nthe boys reached the old woman&rsquo;s house they were very glad to see<br \/>\neach other, for before this they had not had time to speak.<\/p>\n<p>The old woman gave them something to eat, and, when they were through,<br \/>\nshe said to the rescuer, &quot;Go and lie down at the place where<br \/>\nyou lay when you first came up. Don&rsquo;t think of anything but the<br \/>\nplayground you used to have.&quot; They went there and lay down,<br \/>\nbut after some time the boy who had first been captured thought<br \/>\nof the old woman&rsquo;s house and immediately they found themselves there.<\/p>\n<p>Then the old woman said, &quot;Go back and do not think of me any<br \/>\nmore. Lie there and think of nothing but the place where you used<br \/>\nto play.&quot; They did so, and, when they awoke, they were lying<br \/>\non their playground at the foot of the ladder.<\/p>\n<p>As the boys lay in that place they heard a drum beating in the<br \/>\nhead chief&rsquo;s house, where a death feast was being held for them,<br \/>\nand the head chief&rsquo;s son said, &quot;Let us go,&quot; but the other<br \/>\nanswered, &quot;No, let us wait here until that feast is over.&quot;<br \/>\nAfterward the boys went down and watched the people come out with<br \/>\ntheir faces all blackened. They stood at a corner, but, as this<br \/>\ndance is always given in the evening, they were not seen.<\/p>\n<p>Then the head chief&rsquo;s son thought, &quot; I wish my younger brother<br \/>\nwould come out,&quot; and sure enough, after all of the other people<br \/>\nhad gone, his younger brother came out. He called to his brother<br \/>\nsaying, &quot;Come here. It is I,&quot; but the child was afraid<br \/>\nand ran into the house instead. Then the child said to his mother,<br \/>\n&quot;My brother and his friend are out here.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>&quot;Why do you talk like that?&quot; asked his mother. &quot;Don&rsquo;t<br \/>\nyou know that your brother died some time ago?&quot; And she became<br \/>\nvery angry. The child, however, persisted, saying, &quot;I know<br \/>\nhis voice, and I know him.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>His mother was now very much disturbed, so the boy said, &quot;I<br \/>\nam going to go out and bring in a piece of his shirt.&quot; &quot;Go<br \/>\nand do so,&quot; said his mother. &quot;Then I will believe you.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>When the boy at last brought in a piece of his brother&rsquo;s shirt<br \/>\nhis mother was convinced, and they sent word into all of the houses,<br \/>\nfirst of all into that of the second boy&rsquo;s parents, but they kept<br \/>\nboth with them so that his parents could come there and rejoice<br \/>\nover him. All of the other people in that village also came to see them.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mythology Haida-Tlingit-Tsimshian Wiki The Tlingits are an indigenous ethnic group of North America, more specifically an indigenous people of Alaska. 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