Monday, 15 December 2014

The Legend of Wolf Boy


Hi dear friend and followers, today we go due south of Nebraska and into Kansas for today's legend, a story from the Kiowa People titled The Wolf Boy.

The Kiowa were nomads. They lived off the land's resources as a hunter gatherer society, dependent upon buffalo, elk, and antelope as large game. Small game included turkey, rabbit, smaller game birds, and in times when game was scarce, lizards, skunks, snakes, and armadillos.

Most of the hunting was done by the men in the Kiowa society while women did the gathering and food preparation.



The Legend of Wolf Boy


There was a camp of Kiowa. There was a young man, his wife, and his brother. They set out by themselves to look for game. This young man would leave his younger brother and his wife in camp and to go out to look for game. Every time his brother would leave, the boy would go to a high hill nearby and sit there all day until his brother returned.

One time before the boy went as usual to the hill, his sister-in-law said, "Why are you so lonesome? Let us be sweethearts." The boy answered, "No. I love my brother and I would not want to do that." She said, "Your brother would not know. Only you and I would know. He would not find out. "No, I think a great deal of my brother. I would not want to do that."

One night as they all went to sleep the young woman went to where the boy used to sit on the hill. She began to dig. She dug a hole deep enough so that no one would ever hear him after hew fell into it. She covered it by placing a hide over the hole and made it look so natural so no one would ever notice it.

Next day the older brother went hunting and the younger brother went to where he used to sit. The young woman watched him and she saw him drop out of sight. She went up the hill and looked into the pit and said, "I guess you want to make love now. If you are willing to be my sweetheart I will let you out. If not, you will have to stay in there until you die.. The boy said, "I will not."


After the young man returned home, he asked his wife where his little brother was. She said, "I have not seen him since you left, but he went up on the hill."

That night as they went to bed the young man said to his wife that he thought he heard a voice somewhere. She said, It is only the Wolves that you hear." The young man did not sleep all night. He said to his wife, "You must have scolded him to make him go; he may have gone back home." She replied, "I did not say anything to him. Every day when you go hunting he goes up on that hill."

Next day they broke camp and went back to the main camp to see if he was there. They concluded that he had died. His father and mother cried over him.

The boy staying in the pit was crying; he was starving. He looked up and saw something. A Wolf was pulling-off the old hide. The Wolf said, "Why are you down there?" The boy told him what had happened, that the woman had caused him to be in there. The Wolf said, I will get you out. If I get you out, you will be my son." He heard the Wolf howling. When he looked up again he saw a pack of Wolves. They started to dig in the side of the pit until they reached him and he could crawl out. It was very cold. As night came on, the Wolves lay all around him and on top of him to keep him warm.

Next morning the Wolves asked what he ate. He said that he ate meat. So the Wolves went out and found Buffalo and killed a calf and brought it to him. The boy had nothing to butcher it with, so the Wolf tore the calf to pieces for the boy to get out what he wanted. The boy ate until he was full. The Wolf who got him out asked the others if they knew where there was a flint knife. One said that he had seen one somewhere. He told him to get it. After that, when the Wolves killed for him, he would butcher it himself.

Some time after that, a man from the camp was out hunting and he observed a pack of Wolves, and among them was a man. He rode up to see if he could recognize this man. He got near enough only to see that he was a man with some wolves. They considered that it might be the young man who had been lost some time before. The camp had killed off all of the Buffalo. Some young men after butchering had left to kill Wolves (as they did after killing Buffalo). They noticed a young man with a pack of Wolves. The Wolves saw the men, and they ran off. The young man ran off with them.


Next day the whole camp went out to see who the young man was. They saw the Wolves and the young man with them. They pursued the young man. They overtook him and caught him. He bit them like a Wolf. After they caught him, they heard the Wolves howling in the distance. The young man told his father and his brother to free him so he could hear what the Wolves were saying. They said if they loosened him, he would not come back. However, they loosened him and he went out and met the Wolves. Then he returned to the camp.

"How did you come to be among them?" asked the father and brother. He told how his sister-in-law had dug the hole, and he fell in, and the Wolves had gotten him out, and he had lived with them ever since.

The Wolf had said to him that someone must come in his place, that they were to wind Buffalo gut around the young woman and send her. The young woman's father and mother found out what she had done to the boy. They said to her husband that she had done wrong and for him to do as the Wolf had directed and take her to him and let him eat her up.

So the husband of the young woman took her and wound the guts around her and led her to where the Wolf had directed. The whole camp went to see, and the Wolf Boy said, "Let me take her to my father Wolf." Then he took her and stopped at a distance and howled like a Wolf, and they saw the Wolves coming from everywhere. He said to his Wolf father, "Here is the one you were to have in my place." The wolves came and tore her up.


I hope that you have enjoyed these series of myths and legends of the Native American. Thank you again for reading, and do share your thoughts with us. have a great week

ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ


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