{"id":22019,"date":"2022-08-03T23:58:15","date_gmt":"2022-08-03T23:58:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/?page_id=22019"},"modified":"2022-08-04T00:03:31","modified_gmt":"2022-08-04T00:03:31","slug":"conte-cheyenne-severed-head","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/cheyenne-arapaho-mythology\/tale-cheyenne-severed-head\/","title":{"rendered":"Cheyenne Tale: Severed Head"},"content":{"rendered":"<div data-elementor-type=\"wp-page\" data-elementor-id=\"22019\" class=\"elementor elementor-22019\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-142ded4 elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"142ded4\" data-element_type=\"section\" data-e-type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-50 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-ae322cd\" data-id=\"ae322cd\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-bc83ecc elementor-align-justify elementor-widget elementor-widget-button\" data-id=\"bc83ecc\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"button.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-button-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<a class=\"elementor-button elementor-button-link elementor-size-sm\" href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/cheyenne-arapaho-mythology\/\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<span class=\"elementor-button-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<span class=\"elementor-button-text\">Cheyenne-Arapaho mythology<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-50 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-6d2793a\" data-id=\"6d2793a\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-4fcb3a9 elementor-align-justify elementor-widget elementor-widget-button\" data-id=\"4fcb3a9\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"button.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-button-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<a class=\"elementor-button elementor-button-link elementor-size-sm\" href=\"https:\/\/www.firstpeople.us\/FP-Html-Legends\/Case-Of-The-Severed-Head-Cheyenne.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<span class=\"elementor-button-content-wrapper\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<span class=\"elementor-button-text\">Wiki<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/span>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/a>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-34fad37 elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"34fad37\" data-element_type=\"section\" data-e-type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-0bc831f\" data-id=\"0bc831f\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-b8dd890 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"b8dd890\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>The\u00a0<strong><a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/cheyenne-arapaho-mythology\/\">Cheyennes<\/a><\/strong> are a Native American nation of the Great Plains, close allies of the <a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/cheyenne-arapaho-mythology\/\">Arapahos<\/a> and generally allies of the Lakotas (<a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/mythes-et-legendes-siouans-2127\/\">Sioux<\/a>). They are one of the most famous and important Plains tribes. Here is their tale: <i>Case of the severed head \/ Severed Head \/ The Severed Head<\/i><i>\u00a0<\/i>(in).<\/p><p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-9347 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/09\/cropped-AlphaOmega-e1602613368367.png\" alt=\"Case of the severed head\" width=\"25\" height=\"25\" title=\"\"><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-243b459 elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"243b459\" data-element_type=\"section\" data-e-type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-30bffa8\" data-id=\"30bffa8\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-359d604 elementor-widget elementor-widget-heading\" data-id=\"359d604\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"heading.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div id=\"ez-toc-container\" class=\"ez-toc-v2_0_82_2 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\/cheyenne-arapaho-mythology\/tale-cheyenne-severed-head\/#Case-of-the-severed-head-Severed-Head-The-Severed-Head\" >Case of the severed head \/ Severed Head \/ The Severed Head<\/a><\/li><\/ul><\/nav><\/div>\n<h2 class=\"elementor-heading-title elementor-size-default\"><span class=\"ez-toc-section\" id=\"Case-of-the-severed-head-Severed-Head-The-Severed-Head\"><\/span>Case of the severed head \/ Severed Head \/ The Severed Head<span class=\"ez-toc-section-end\"><\/span><\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<section class=\"elementor-section elementor-top-section elementor-element elementor-element-cb7b9fb elementor-section-boxed elementor-section-height-default elementor-section-height-default\" data-id=\"cb7b9fb\" data-element_type=\"section\" data-e-type=\"section\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-container elementor-column-gap-default\">\n\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-column elementor-col-100 elementor-top-column elementor-element elementor-element-533d517\" data-id=\"533d517\" data-element_type=\"column\" data-e-type=\"column\">\n\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-wrap elementor-element-populated\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-element elementor-element-91b2181 elementor-widget elementor-widget-text-editor\" data-id=\"91b2181\" data-element_type=\"widget\" data-e-type=\"widget\" data-widget_type=\"text-editor.default\">\n\t\t\t\t<div class=\"elementor-widget-container\">\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<p>Once in a lonely lodge there lived a man, his wife, and two children<br \/>\u2013 a girl and a boy. In front of the lodge, not far off, was<br \/>a great lake, and a plain trail leading from the lodge down to the<br \/>shore where the family used to go for water.<\/p><p>Every day the man went hunting, but before starting he would paint<br \/>the woman red all over, coating her face, her arms, and her whole<br \/>body with this sacred medicine to protect her from harm.<\/p><p>After he departed, she would leave the children alone in the lodge<br \/>and go for water; when she returned with it, the red paint was always<br \/>gone and her hair was un-braided. She would manage to get back with<br \/>her water just before her husband arrived. Not being a good hunter,<br \/>he never brought any meat.<\/p><p>Though he asked her no questions, her husband thought it strange<br \/>that every night the paint he had put on his wife in the morning<br \/>had disappeared. One day he said to his daughter, \u201cWhat does<br \/>your mother do every day? When I go out, I paint her, and when I<br \/>get back, she has no paint on. \u00bb<\/p><p>The girl replied, \u201cWhenever you start out hunting, she goes<br \/>for water, and she is usually away for a long time. \u00bb<\/p><p>The next day, the man painted his wife as usual and then took his<br \/>bow and arrows and left the lodge.<\/p><p>But instead of going off hunting, he went down to the lake shore,<br \/>dug a hole in the sand, and buried himself, leaving a little place<br \/>where he could look out.<\/p><p>The man had not been hidden long when he saw his wife coming with<br \/>a bucket. When she was near the water&#039;s edge, she slipped off her<br \/>dress, un-braided her hair, sat down on the shore, and said, \u201cNa<br \/>shu eh&#039;, I am here. \u00bb<\/p><p>Soon the man saw the water begin to move, and a mih&#039;ni, a water<br \/>spirit, rose from it, crawled out on the land, crept up to the woman,<br \/>wrapped itself about her, and licked off all the red paint that<br \/>was on her body.<\/p><p>The man emerged from his hiding place and rushed down to the pair.<br \/>With his knife he cut the monster to pieces and cut off his wife&#039;s head.<\/p><p>The pieces of the monster crept and rolled back into the water<br \/>and were never seen again. The man cut off the woman&#039;s arms at the<br \/>elbow and her legs at the knees. Saying, &quot;Take your wife!&quot; \u00bb<br \/>he threw these pieces and his head into the water. Then he opened<br \/>the body, extracted a side of her ribs, and skinned it.<\/p><p>Returning to the lodge, he said, &quot;Ah, my little children,<br \/>I have had good luck; I have killed an antelope and brought back<br \/>some of the meat. Where is your mother? \u00bb<\/p><p>The children answered, \u201cOur mother has gone to bring water. \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cWell,\u201d he said, \u201csince I killed my meat sooner<br \/>than I thought, I carried it back to camp. Your mother will be here<br \/>pretty soon. In the meantime I&#039;ll <a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/cook-mythology\/\">chef<\/a> something for you to eat<br \/>before I go out again. \u00bb<\/p><p>He cooked a kettle of meat and took it to the children, who both<br \/>ate. The little boy, who was the younger and the last one to suckle,<br \/>said to his sister, \u201cThis tastes like mother! \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cOh,\u201d said his sister, \u201ckeep still; this is antelope meat. \u00bb<\/p><p>After the children had finished, the little girl saved some of<br \/>the meat for the mother to eat when she returned.<\/p><p>The father got his moccasins and other things together and started<br \/>off, intending never to come back. He was going to look for his tribe&#039;s camp.<\/p><p>After he had gone, the children were sitting in the lodge, the<br \/>girl making moccasins and putting porcupine quills on them.<\/p><p>Suddenly they heard a voice outside say, \u201cI love my children,<br \/>but they don&#039;t love me; they have eaten me! \u00bb<\/p><p>The girl said to her brother, \u201cLook out the door and see who<br \/>is coming. \u00bb<\/p><p>The boy looked out and then cried, very much frightened, \u201cSister,<br \/>here comes our mother&#039;s head! \u00bb<\/p><p>&quot;Shut the door,&quot; cried the girl. The little boy did so.<br \/>The girl picked up her moccasins and her quills \u2013 red, white, and<br \/>yellow \u2013 rolled them up, and seized her root digger.<\/p><p>Meanwhile the head had rolled against the door. \u201cDaughter,<br \/>open the door,\u201d it called.<\/p><p>The head would strike the door, roll part way up the lodge, and<br \/>then fall back again. <br \/>The girl and her brother ran to the door, pushed it open, and stood<br \/>to the side. The head rolled into the lodge and clear across to the back.<\/p><p>The girl and boy jumped out, the girl closed the door, and both<br \/>children ran away as fast as they could. As they ran, they heard<br \/>the mother calling to them from the lodge.<\/p><p>They ran, and they ran, and at last the boy called, &quot;sister,<br \/>I&#039;m tired; I can&#039;t run any longer. \u00bb The girl took her dress<br \/>and carried it for him, and they ran on.<\/p><p>At last they reached the top of the divide, they looked back, and<br \/>there they could see the head coming, rolling over the prairie.<\/p><p>Somehow it had gotten out of the lodge. The children kept running,<br \/>but at last the head had almost overtaken them. The little boy was<br \/>frightened nearly to death, more as exhausted. The sister said,<br \/>\u201cThis running is almost killing my brother. When I was a little<br \/>girl playing, sometimes the prickly pears were so thick on the ground<br \/>that I couldn&#039;t get through them. \u00bb<\/p><p>As she said this, she scattered behind her a handful of the yellow<br \/>porcupine quills. At once there appeared a great bed of tall prickly<br \/>pears with great yellow thorns. This cactus patch was strung out<br \/>for a long way in both directions across the trail they had made.<\/p><p>When the head reached that place, it rolled up on the prickly pears<br \/>and tried to roll over them, but kept getting caught in the thorns.<br \/>For a long time it kept trying and trying to work its way through,<br \/>and at last it did get loose from the thorns and passed over. Aim<br \/>by this time the girl and the boy had gone a long distance.<\/p><p>After a while, however, they looked back and again saw the head<br \/>coming. The little boy almost faked. He kept calling out, &quot;Sister,<br \/>I&#039;m tired; I can&#039;t run any longer. \u00bb<\/p><p>When the sister heard him, she said while she was running, &quot;When<br \/>I was a little girl, I often used to find the bullberry bushes very thick. \u00bb<\/p><p>As she said this, she threw behind her a handful of the white quills,<br \/>and where they touched the ground a huge grove of thick, thorny<br \/>bullberry bushes grew up. They blocked the way, and the head stopped<br \/>there for a long time, unable to pass through the bushes.<\/p><p>The children ran on and on, toward the place where the tribe had<br \/>last been camped. But at length they looked back and saw the head<br \/>coming again.<\/p><p>The little boy called out, \u201cSister, I&#039;m tired; I can&#039;t run<br \/>any longer. \u00bb<\/p><p>Again the girl threw quills behind \u2013 this time the red ones \u2013 and<br \/>a great thicket of thorny rosebushes sprang up and stopped the head.<\/p><p>Again the children went a long way, but at last they saw the head<br \/>coming, and the boy called out: &quot;Sister, I&#039;m tired.&quot; \u00bb<\/p><p>Then the sister said, &quot;When I was a little girl playing, I<br \/>often came to small gullies that I couldn&#039;t cross. \u00bb<\/p><p>She stopped and drew the point of her root digger over the ground<br \/>in front of her. This made a little groove in the dirt, and she<br \/>placed the root digger across the groove.<\/p><p>Then she and her brother walked over on the root digger, and when<br \/>they had crossed, the furrow became wider and wider and deeper and deeper.<\/p><p>Soon it was a great chasm with cut walls, and at the bottom they<br \/>could see a little water trickling. \u201cNow,\u201d said the girl,<br \/>\u201cwe will run no longer; we will stay here. \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cNo, no,\u201d said the boy, \u201clet&#039;s run. \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cNo,\u201d said the girl, \u201cI will kill our mother here. \u00bb<\/p><p>Presently the head came rolling up to the edge of the ravine and stopped.<\/p><p>\u201cDaughter,\u201d he said, \u201cwhere did you cross? Place<br \/>your root digger on the ground so that I can cross too. \u00bb<\/p><p>The girl attempted to do so, but the boy pulled her back every<br \/>time. At last she managed to lay the root digger down, and the head<br \/>began rolling over. But when it was halfway across, the girl tipped<br \/>the stick, the head fell into the ravine, and the ravine closed on it.<\/p><p>After this the children started on again to look for the people.<br \/>At last they found the camp and drew near it. Before they arrived,<br \/>however, they heard a man&#039;s loud voice. As they came closer, they<br \/>saw that it was their father speaking. He was walking about the<br \/>camp and telling everyone that while he was out hunting, his two<br \/>children had killed and eaten their mother. He warned the people<br \/>that if the children came to the camp, they should not be allowed to enter.<\/p><p>When they heard this, the children were frightened. Still, they<br \/>didn&#039;t know what else to do but go on into the camp.<\/p><p>The people immediately caught them and tied their hands and feet.<br \/>And the next day the whole tribe moved away and left the children<br \/>there, still tied.<\/p><p>In the camp there was an old, old dog who knew what had happened<br \/>and took pity on the children. The night of their arrival, she went<br \/>into a lodge, stole some sinew, a knife, and an awl, and took them<br \/>into a hole where she had her pups.<\/p><p>The next day after all the people had gone, the children heard<br \/>a dog howling. Presently the old, old dog approached them. \u201cGrandchildren,\u201d<br \/>she said, \u201cI pity you and have come to help you. \u00bb<\/p><p>The girl said, \u201cUntie me first, and I can untie my brother. \u00bb<\/p><p>So the old dog began to fuck at the rawhide strings around the<br \/>girl&#039;s hands. The animal had no teeth and could not cut the cords,<br \/>but they became wet and began to slip.<\/p><p>The girl kept working her hands and at last got them free. She<br \/>untied her legacy and then freed her brother.<\/p><p>That evening they walked about through the camp and picked up old<br \/>moccasins to wear. Both children were crying, and so was the dog.<\/p><p>They all sat on the hill near the camp and cried bitterly, for<br \/>they had nothing to eat, no place to sleep, and nothing to cover<br \/>themselves with, and winter was coming. The girl and the dog sat<br \/>weeping with their heads hanging down, but the boy was looking about.<br \/>Presently he said, \u201cSister, see that wolf; it&#039;s coming straight<br \/>toward us! \u00bb<\/p><p>&quot;It&#039;s useless for me to look,&quot; said the girl. &quot;I<br \/>couldn&#039;t kill him by looking at him, so we can&#039;t eat him. \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cBut look, Sister,\u201d said the boy, \u201che&#039;s coming right up to us. \u00bb<\/p><p>At last the girl raised her head, and when she looked at the wolf,<br \/>it fell dead. Then the dog brought the tools that she had stolen<br \/>before the tribe left. With the knife they cut the wolf up, and<br \/>from its skin they made a bed for the dog.<\/p><p>The children stayed in the abandoned camp, living well now, while<br \/>the people in the new camp were starving. The children kept a large<br \/>fire burning day and night and used big logs so that it never went out.<\/p><p>But after they had eaten the wolf, they began to feel hungry again.<br \/>The girl became very unhappy, and one day as she sat crying, with<br \/>the dog sitting beside her and the boy standing and looking about,<br \/>he said, &quot;Sister, look at that antelope coming!&quot; \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cNo,\u201d said the girl, \u201cit&#039;s useless for me to look;<br \/>looking will do no good. \u00bb<\/p><p>\u201cBut look even so,\u201d said the boy. \u201cPerhaps it will<br \/>do as the wolf did. \u00bb<\/p><p>The girl looked, and as with the wolf, the antelope fell dead.<\/p><p>They cut it up and used its skin to make a bed for themselves.<br \/>They ate the flesh and fed the old dog on the liver. The girl would<br \/>chew pieces up fine for the toothless animal.<\/p><p>At last the antelope was all eaten, and again they grew hungry.<br \/>Again the boy saw a strange-looking animal \u2013 this time an elk, which<br \/>fell dead before the girl&#039;s look. <br \/>She stretched the elk hide, which they used for a shelter. With<br \/>the sinews the dog had stolen, they sewed their moccasins and mended their clothing.<\/p><p>When the elk ran out, the boy saw a buffalo coming straight to<br \/>their shelter, and the girl killed it by a look. They cut up the<br \/>meat and used the hide to make a larger and better shelter, where<br \/>they stayed until winter came and snow began to fall.<\/p><p>One night when the girl went to bed, she said, &quot;I wish that<br \/>I might see a lodge over there in that sheltered place in the morning.<br \/>I could sleep there with my brother and the dog, on a bed in the<br \/>back of the lodge. I could make a bow and some arrows, so that my<br \/>brother could kill the buffalo close to the camp when they gather<br \/>in the underbrush during bad weather. \u00bb She also wished that<br \/>her brother might become a young man, and that they might have meat<br \/>racks in the camp and meat on them.<\/p><p>In the morning when the boy got up and looked out, he said, &quot;Sister,<br \/>our lodge is over there now. \u201cIt was in the very place the<br \/>girl had wished. They moved their possessions and their fire over<br \/>to it, and when the boy entered the lodge, he was a young man. That<br \/>winter he killed many buffalo and they had plenty of meat.<\/p><p>One night as she was going to bed, the girl made another wish.<br \/>\u201cBrother,\u201d she said, \u201cour father has treated us very<br \/>badly. He caused us to eat our mother, and he had us tied up and<br \/>deserted by the people. I wish we knew how to get word to the camp,<br \/>and I wish that we had two bears that we could tell to eat our father. \u00bb<\/p><p>Next morning when the girl got up, two bears were sitting in the<br \/>lodge on either side of the door. \u201cHello, my animals,\u201d<br \/>she said. \u201cArise and eat. \u00bb<\/p><p>After giving them food, she went out to one of the meat racks and<br \/>pulled off a piece of bloody fat. She called to a raven that was<br \/>sitting in a tree nearby: \u201cCome here; I want to send you on an errand. \u00bb<\/p><p>When the raven had flown to her, she said, &quot;Go and look for<br \/>the camp of my people. Fly about among the lodges and call them.<br \/>And when the people come out and ask each other, `What&#039;s that raven<br \/>doing? And what is he carrying?&#039; drop this piece of fat into the<br \/>thick of the crowd. Then tell them that the people you came from<br \/>have great scaffolds of meat. \u00bb<\/p><p>The raven took the piece of fat in his bill and flew away. He found<br \/>the camp and flew about, calling and calling, and a number of men<br \/>sitting here and there began to say to each other, &quot;What&#039;s<br \/>that raven carrying? \u00bb<\/p><p>The raven dropped the meat, and someone who picked it up said,<br \/>\u201cwhy, it\u2019s fresh fat. Then the raven said, &quot;Those<br \/>people whom you threw away are still in the old camp, and they have<br \/>scaffolds of meat like this. Then the raven flew back to the girl.<\/p><p>An old man began crying out to the people as he walked through<br \/>the camp: \u201cThose children whom we threw away have plenty of<br \/>meat! They are in the old camp, and now we must move back to it<br \/>as quickly as we can. \u00bb<\/p><p>The people tore down their lodges, packed up, and started back.<br \/>Some of the young men went ahead in little groups of threes and<br \/>fours, and when they reached the children&#039;s camp, the girl fed them<br \/>and gave them meat to carry back to the others. All the trees about<br \/>the lodge were covered with meat, and buffalo hides were stacked<br \/>in great batteries.<\/p><p>After a while the whole village arrived and camped not far from<br \/>the children&#039;s lodge, and everyone began to come to the lodge for<br \/>food. The girl sent word to her father to hold off until all the<br \/>rest had been fed, so that he could come and take his time instead<br \/>of eating in a hurry. She said to the bears, &quot;I&#039;m going to<br \/>send for your food last. After that person gets here and has eaten,<br \/>I&#039;ll say, `There&#039;s your food,&#039; as he goes out of the lodge. Then<br \/>you may eat him up. \u00bb<\/p><p>In the evening when the last of the people was leaving the lodge,<br \/>she said to her brother, \u201cTell everyone not to come anymore<br \/>tonight; it is my father&#039;s turn now. \u00bb<\/p><p>When the father came and they fed him, he said happily, \u201cOh,<br \/>my children, you&#039;re living well here; you have plenty of meat and<br \/>tongues and back fat. \u00bb<\/p><p>He did not eat everything his daughter had set before him. &quot;I&#039;ll<br \/>take all this home for my breakfast,\u201d he said.<\/p><p>After he had left the lodge, the girl said to the bears, &quot;There&#039;s<br \/>your food; eat him up! \u00bb The bears sprang after the father and<br \/>pulled him down. He called to his daughter to take her animals away,<br \/>but they killed him and began to drag him back to the lodge.<\/p><p>The girl said, \u201cTake him off somewhere else and eat him, and<br \/>what you don&#039;t eat, throw into the stream. \u00bb<\/p><p>What the bears did not eat they threw into the <a href=\"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/creek-seminole-mythology\/\">creek<\/a>, and then<br \/>they washed their hands, and no one ever knew what had become of<br \/>the father. Since that time, bears have eaten human flesh when they<br \/>could.<\/p><p>The boy and the girl returned to the camp, and always afterward<br \/>lived well there.<\/p><p><i>\u2013 Based on an account by George Bird Grinnell in 1903. (Case of the severed head \/ Severed Head \/ The Severed Head)<\/i><\/p><p><i>Case of the severed head \/ Severed Head \/ The Severed Head<\/i><\/p><p><i>Case of the severed head \/ Severed Head \/ The Severed Head<\/i><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cheyenne-Arapaho Mythology Wiki The Cheyenne are a Native American nation of the Great Plains, close allies of the Arapaho and generally allies of the Lakota... <\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":3895,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-22019","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22019","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22019"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22019\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":22023,"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/22019\/revisions\/22023"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/3895"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mythslegendes.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22019"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}