LEGEND OF THE CREATION OF MAN
By: Chief Pokagon
There is an old tradition among our people dimly seen through the mists of time, that The Great Spirit, after he had created the fish of the waters and the fowls of the air, and the beasts of the land His work still failed to satisfy the Grand conception of His soul. Hence He called a great Council of the spirits that ruled over land and seas, His agents, and revealed unto them how it was the great desire of his heart to create a new being that should stand erect upon his hind legs, and to possess the combined intelligence of all the living creatures He had made. Most of those spirits whom He had permitted to hold dominion over the earth, when they met in the grand Council, encouraged His Devine plans, but the spiritual chiefs when they considered the great power the proposed being might wield, quietly withdrew themselves from the Council, and held a private pow wow of their own, to frustrate, if possible, the plans of the Almighty. The loyal spirits who remained at the grand Council stood aghast as Ki-ji Man-i-to revealed unto them His divine plan, explaining the great possibilities that awaited the new creature He had conceived in His heart to create. The Devine Council was prolonged by debate from the set of sun until morning dawn. The sun arose in greater brilliancy than ever before. The Spirits anxiously began to inquire of His Majesty, "How many suns and moons would pass before He could accomplish His wonderful work?" While yet the inquiry hung on their lip, He said unto them "Follow Me." He led them into a great wilderness to Sa-gi-i-gan, a beautiful inland lake. And as He stood upon the shores thereof in the presence of them all, His eyes flashed lightning! The lake became boiling water! The earth trembled! He then spoke in a voice of thunder: "COME FORTH YE LORDS OF AU-KEE (the world)!" The ground opened! And from out of the red clay that lined the lake came forth man and woman like flying fish from out the water! In presence of the newborn pair all was still as death! A dark cloud hung over the lake! It began to boil again! The awful silence was then broken! The earth shook! And Ki-ji Man-i-to said: "Come forth ye servants of man!" Forth leaped at once from out of the lake a pair of snow-white dogs and laid down where stood the new made pair kissing their feet and hands. The bride and groom then each other fondly kissed, as hand in hand they stood, in naked innocence, in the full bloom of youth, perfect in make and mould, of body and limb. Their long black hair almost reached the ground, which gently waving in the morning breeze in contrast with their rich color, grace, and form erect, outrivaled in beauty all other creatures He had made. They looked all about and then in wonder and surprise. Surveyed all living creatures that moved in sight. Gazed upon the towering trees. The grass. The flowers. The lake. The sunshine and the shade. And again each other fondly kissed, as their eyes looked love to eyes, with no other language their feelings to express. At length the maiden fair slyly let go the young man's hand and stole away into the dark shades and hid, where she might watch to test his love, and learn thereby if his feelings were akin to hers. Long he sought in vain to find his mate, until at length the snow-white dogs, following on her track, joyfully howled out: "We have found her." Now when the spiritual Chiefs first learned that Ki-ji Man-i-to had finished His crowning works, as He had proposed to do, sought diligently for the new made pair until they found them. And as they surveyed the beauty of their forms erect and the surpassing loveliness of body and limb, their wonder and admiration was unbounded. But when they saw the soul of the Devine shining in their faces, like the noonday sun, their hearts were stung through and through by the cruel wasps of envy and jealousy. Hence they resolved, in their hearts, that instead of trying to live in peace with them, as they had done with the first creation, they would do all they could to make them discontented, unhappy and miserable. As time rolled on, the first parents and generations after them, began to realize there were bad spirits and good spirits that exercised dominion over mountains, lakes, streams and plains, and that they were in a measure controlled by them. They also began to learn that man possessed the nature and the intelligence of all the animal creation; and that he was endowed with a spiritual nature, which was given him by the Creator of all things in heaven and on earth. Hence when they were unfortunate in securing game, or unsuccessful in battle, it was all attributed to the bad spirits that held dominion over the country wherein they dwelt. Again when game was plenty and they were successful in battle, this they attributed to the good spirits that controlled the land in which they lived. Sometimes in order to appease the bad spirits, they made offerings of fruits and grains. But they sacrificed animals only to the God of Heaven who alone they recognized as the great Creator and Ruler of all things in heaven and on earth. Our fathers and mothers in their primeval state did not name their children, as do the civilized races, simply that they might be known and designated by them. But when their children were born, whatever animal or bird they imagined they most resembled they were called by that name; and as strange as it may appear to the white race, in after generations of those bearing the name of some animal believed, at least they claimed, to have descended from such animal whose name they bore. It might the bear or the fox or the eagle. The same rule followed in each individual case. And so it was in succeeding generations, each tribe or clan adopted as their "totem" the animal or thing whose name the patriarch of the tribe was called when a child. Sometimes when at war the animal was taken with them alive, but generally it was painted on a tanned hide and used as white men use their flags. It was an emblem of royalty as well as a symbol of loyalty, and when engaged in battle a warrior would rather die than surrender his totem. It matters not how foolish our legends may appear to those races who call themselves civilized, still they were as sacred to us as holy writ to them.
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