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My Favorite Ponka Indian Legend - Banshee of the Badlands

04:09 Dec 22 2008
Times Read: 567


"Hell, with the fires out," is what the Bad Lands of Dakota have been called. The fearless Western nomenclature fits the place. It is an ancient sea-bottom, with its clay strata worn by frost and flood into forms like pagodas, pyramids, and terraced cities. Labryinthine canyons wind among the fantastic peaks, which are brilliant in color, but bleak, savage, and oppressive. Game course over the castellated hills, rattlesnakes bask at the edge of the crater above the burning coal seams, and wild men have made despairing stand here against advancing civilization. It may have been the white victim of a red man's jealously that haunts the region of the butte called Watch Dog," or it man have been an Indian woman who was killed there, but there is a banshee in the desert whose cried have chilled the blood that would not have cooled at the sight of a bear or panther. By moonlight, when the scenery is most suggestive and unearthly, and the noises of wolves and owls inspire uneasy feelings, the ghost is seen on a hill a mile south of the Watch Dog, her hair blowing, her arms tossing in strange gestures.



If war parties, emigrants, cowboys, hunters, any who for good or ill are going through this country, pass the haunted butte at night, the rocks are lighted with phosphor flashes and the banshee sweeps upon them. As if wishing to speak, or as if waiting a question that it has occured none to ask, she stands beside them in an attitude of appeal, but if asked what she wants she flings her arms aloft and with a shriek that echoes through the blasted gulches for a mile she disappears and an instant later is seen wringing her hands on her hill-top. Cattle will not graze near the haunted butte and the cowboys keep aloof from it, for the word has never been spoken that will solve the mystery of the region or quiet the unhappy banshee.



The creature has a companion, sometimes, in an unfleshed skeleton that trudges about the ash and clay and haunts the camps in search for music. If he hears it he will sit outside the door and nod in time to it, while a violin left within its reach is eagerly seized and will be played on through half the night. The music is wonderous: now as soft as the stir of wind in the sage, anon as harsh as the cry of a wolf or startling as the stir of a rattler. As the east begins to brighten the music grows fainter, and when it is fairly light it has ceased altogether. But he who listens to it must on no account follow the player if the skeleton moves away, for not only will it lead him into rocky pitfalls, whence escape is hopeless, but when there the music will intoxicate, madden, and will finally charm his soul from his body.



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Legend of the Dream Catcher

04:07 Dec 22 2008
Times Read: 568


Long ago when the world was young, an old Lakota spiritual leader was on a high mountain and had a vision.

In his vision, Iktomi, the great trickster and teacher of wisdom, appeared in the form of a spider.



Iktomi spoke to him in a sacred language that only the spiritual leaders of the Lakota could understand.



As he spoke Iktomi, the spider, took the elder's willow hoop which had feathers, horse hair, beads and offerings on it and began to spin a web.



He spoke to the elder about the cycles of life...and how we begin our lives as infants and we move on to childhood, and then to adulthood. Finally, we go to old age where we must be taken care of as infants, completing the cycle.



"But," Iktomi said as he continued to spin his web, "in each time of life there are many forces -- some good and some bad. If you listen to the good forces, they will steer you in the right direction. But if you listen to the bad forces, they will hurt you and steer you in the wrong direction."



He continued, "There are many forces and different directions that can help or interfere with the harmony of nature, and also with the great spirit and all of his wonderful teachings."



All the while the spider spoke, he continued to weave his web starting from the outside and working towards the center.



When Iktomi finished speaking, he gave the Lakota elder the web and said...."See, the web is a perfect circle but there is a hole in the center of the circle."



He said, "Use the web to help yourself and you people to reach your goals and make use of your people's ideas, dreams and visions.



"If you believe in the great spirit, the web will catch your good ideas -- and the bad ones will go through the hole."



The Lakota elder passed on his vision to his people and now the Sioux Indians use the dream catcher as the web of their life.



It is hung above their beds or in their home to sift their dreams and visions.



The good in their dreams are captured in the web of life and carried with them...but the evil in their dreams escapes through the hole in the center of the web and are no longer a part of them.



They believe that the dream catcher holds the destiny of their future.


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Theban
Theban
11:24 Dec 24 2008

A great story





XxLadyDarkRaynexX
XxLadyDarkRaynexX
08:18 Dec 25 2008

That has always been one of my favorite stories. Thanks for posting it.








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