Algic Researches, Comprising Inquiries Respecting the Mental Characteristics of the North American Indians, First Series. Indian Tales and Legends, Vol. 2 of 2 — Context and Discussion
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There was a Maujeekewis in the lodge, who thought to have got the young woman to wife; he jumped up, saying, "Who is he (meaning the young man), that he should take her for a few presents. I will kill him," and he raised a knife which he had in his hand. But he only waited till some one held him back, and then sat down, for he was too great a coward to do as he had threatened. Early they took their departure, amid the greetings of their new friends, and toward evening reached the other town. The watchman gave the signal, and numbers of men, women, and children stood out to see them. They were again shown into the chief's lodge, who welcomed them by saying, "Son-in-law, you are welcome," and requested him to take a seat by his daughter; and the two women did the same.
After the usual formalities of smoking and eating, the chief requested the young man to relate his travels in the hearing of all the inmates of the lodge, and those who came to see. They looked with admiration and astonishment at the Red Swan, for she was so beautiful. Odjibwa gave them his whole history. The chief then told him that his brothers had been to their town in search of him, but had returned, and given up all hopes of ever seeing him again. He concluded by saying that since he had been so fortunate and so manly, he should take his daughter with him; "For although your brothers," said he, "were here, they were too timid to enter any of our lodges, and merely inquired for you and returned. You will take my daughter, treat her well, and that will bind us more closely together."
It is always the case in towns, that some one in it is foolish or clownish. It happened to be so here; for a Maujeekewis was in the lodge; and after the young man had given his father-in-law presents, as he did to the first, this Maujeekewis jumped up in a passion, saying, "Who is this stranger, that he should have her? I want her myself." The chief told him to be quiet, and not to disturb or quarrel with one who was enjoying their hospitality. "No, no," he boisterously cried, and made an attempt to strike the stranger. Odjibwa was above fearing his threats, and paid no attention to him. He cried the louder, "I will have her; I will have her." In an instant he was laid flat on the ground from a blow of a war club given by the chief. After he came to himself, the chief upbraided him for his foolishness, and told him to go out and tell stories to the old women.
Their arrangements were then made, and the stranger invited a number of families to go and visit their hunting grounds, as there was plenty of game. They consented, and in the morning a large party were assembled to accompany the young man; and the chief with a large party of warriors escorted them a long distance. When ready to return the chief made a speech, and invoked the blessing of the great good Spirit on his son-in-law and party.
After a number of days' travel, Odjibwa and his party came in sight of his home. The party rested while he went alone in advance to see his brothers. When he entered the lodge he found it all dirty and covered with ashes: on one side was his eldest brother, with his face blackened, and sitting amid ashes, crying aloud. On the other side was Maujeekewis, his other brother; his face was also blackened, but his head was covered with feathers and swan's down; he looked so odd, that the young man could not keep from laughing, for he appeared and pretended to be so absorbed with grief that he did not notice his brother's arrival. The eldest jumped up and shook hands with him and kissed him, and felt very happy to see him again.
Odjibwa, after seeing all things put to rights, told them that he had brought each of them a wife. When Maujeekewis heard about the wife, he jumped up and said, "Why, is it just now that you have come?" and made for the door and peeped out to see the women. He then commenced jumping and laughing, saying, "Women! women!" That was the only reception he gave his brother. Odjibwa then told them to wash themselves and prepare, for he would go and fetch them in. Maujeekewis jumped and washed himself, but would every now and then go and peep out to see the women. When they came near he said, I will have this one, and that one, he did not exactly know which--he would go and sit down for an instant, and then go and peep and laugh; he acted like a madman.
As soon as order was restored, and all seated, Odjibwa presented one of the women to his eldest brother, saying, "These women were given to me; I now give one to each; I intended so from the first." Maujeekewis spoke, and said, "I think three wives would have been _enough_ for you." The young man led one to Maujeekewis, saying, "My brother, here is one for you, and live happily." Maujeekewis hung down his head as if he was ashamed, but would every now and then steal a glance at his wife, and also at the other women. By and by he turned toward his wife, and acted as if he had been married for years. "Wife," he said, "I will go and hunt," and off he started.
All lived peaceably for some time, and their town prospered, the inhabitants increased, and everything was abundant among them. One day dissatisfaction was manifested in the conduct of the two elder brothers, on account of Odjibwa's having taken their deceased father's magic arrows: they upbraided and urged him to procure others if he could. Their object was to get him away, so that one of them might afterward get his wife. One day, after listening to them, he told them he would go. Maujeekewis and himself went together into a sweating lodge to purify themselves. Even there, although it was held sacred, Maujeekewis upbraided him for the arrows. He told him again he would go; and next day, true to his word, he left them. After travelling a long way he came to an opening in the earth, and descending, it led him to the abode of departed spirits. The country appeared beautiful, the extent of it was lost in the distance: he saw animals of various kinds in abundance. The first he came near to were buffalo; his surprise was great when these animals addressed him as human beings. They asked him what he came for, how he descended, why he was so bold as to visit the abode of the dead. He told them he was in search of magic arrows to appease his brothers. "Very well," said the leader of the buffaloes, whose whole form was nothing but bone. "Yes, we know it," and he and his followers moved off a little space as if they were afraid of him. "You have come," resumed the Buffalo Spirit, "to a place where a living man has never before been. You will return immediately to your tribe, for your brothers are trying to dishonour your wife; and you will live to a very old age, and live and die happily; you can go no farther in these abodes of ours." Odjibwa looked, as he thought, to the west, and saw a bright light, as if the sun was shining in its splendour, but he saw no sun. "What light is that I see yonder," he asked. The all-boned buffalo answered, "It is the place where those who were good dwell." "And that dark cloud," Odjibwa again asked. "Mudjee-izzhi-wabezewin," (wickedness) answered the buffalo. He asked no more questions, and with the aid of his guardian spirits, again stood on this earth and saw the sun giving light as usual, and breathed the pure air. All else he saw in the abodes of the dead and his travels and actions previous to his return, are unknown. After wandering a long time in quest of information to make his people happy, he one evening drew near to his village or town, passing all the other lodges and coming to his own, he heard his brothers at high words with each other; they were quarrelling for the possession of his wife. She had, however, remained constant and mourned the absence and probable loss of her husband; but she had mourned him with the dignity of virtue. The noble youth listened till he was satisfied of the base principles of his brothers. He then entered the lodge, with the stern air and conscious dignity of a brave and honest man. He spoke not a word, but placing the magic arrows to his bow, drew them to their length and laid the brothers dead at his feet. Thus ended the contest between the hermit's sons, and a firm and happy union was consummated between ODJIBWA,[7] or him of the primitive or gathered voice, and the Red Swan.
[1] Pai-gwud-aw-diz-zid.
[2] Pungish-e-moo, falling or sinking to a position of repose.
[5] The Indian expression is, Awuss-Waubung--the day _beyond_ to-morrow.
[6] A species of hawk.
[7] This word may to be a derivative from Ojeebik, a root, &c. and maidwa, voice, or from odjoebwuh, to gather, v. a.
THE MAN WITH HIS LEG TIED UP.
Aggo Dah Gauda had one leg looped up to his thigh, so that he was obliged to get along by hopping. He had a beautiful daughter, and his chief care was to secure her from being carried off by the king of the buffaloes. It was a peculiarity in which he differed from other Indians, that he lived in a log house, and he advised his daughter to keep in doors and never go out into the neighbourhood for fear of being stolen away.
One sunshiny morning Aggo Dah Gauda prepared to go out a fishing, but before he left the lodge reminded his daughter of her strange and persecuting lover. "My daughter," said he, "I am going out to fish, and as the day will be a pleasant one, you must recollect that we have an enemy near, who is constantly going about, and do not expose yourself out of the lodge." When he had reached his fishing ground, he heard a voice singing at a distance the following strains, in derision of him.
Aggo Dah Gauda Aggo Dah Gauda Ke anne po--po-- Ko no gun a.
Aggo Dah Gauda Aggo Dah Gauda Ke anne po--po-- Ko gau da.
Man with the leg tied up, Man with the leg tied up, Broken hip--hip-- Hipped.
Man with the leg tied up, Man with the leg tied up, Broken leg--leg-- Legged.
He saw no one, but suspecting it to come from his enemies the buffaloes, he hastened his return.
Let us now see what happened to the daughter. Her father had not been long absent from the lodge, when she thought in her mind, [_ke in ain dum_] it is hard to be thus for ever kept in doors. The spring is now coming on, and the days are so sunny and warm, that it would be very pleasant to sit out doors. But my father says it would be dangerous. I know what I will do. I will get on the top of the house, and there I can comb and dress my hair. She accordingly got up on the roof of the small house, and busied herself in untying and combing her beautiful hair. For her hair was not only of a fine glossy quality, but was so long that it reached down on the ground, and hung over the eaves of the house, as she sat dressing it. She was so intent upon this, that she forgot all ideas of danger, till it was too late to escape. For, all of a sudden, the king[8] of the buffaloes came dashing on, with his herd of followers, and taking her between his horns, away he cantered over the plains, plunged into a river that bounded his land, and carried her safely to his lodge, on the other side. Here he paid every attention to gain her affections, but all to no purpose, for she sat pensively and disconsolate in the lodge among the other females, and scarcely ever spoke, and took no part in the domestic cares of her lover the king. He, on the contrary did every thing he could think of to please her and win her affections. He told the others in his lodge to give her every thing she wanted, and to be careful not to displease her. They set before her the choicest food. They gave her the seat of honour in the lodge. The king himself went out hunting to obtain the most dainty bits of meat, both of animals and wild fowl. And not content with these proofs of his attachment he fasted himself, and would often take his pib be gwun,[9] and sit near the lodge indulging his mind in repeating a few pensive notes.
Ne ne moo sha Ne ne moo sha We ya.
Ma kow We au nin We yea.
Azhe--azhe Sau gee naun ih We yea.
Ka-go ka-go Dush ween e Shing gain-- E me she kain We yea.
My sweetheart, My sweetheart, Ah me!
When I think of you, When I think of you, Ah me!
How I love you, How I love you, Ah me!
Do not hate me, Do not hate me, Ah me!
In the mean time Aggo Dah Gauda came home, and finding his daughter had been stolen, determined to get her back. For this purpose he immediately set out. He could easily track the king, until he came to the banks of the river, and saw that he had plunged in and swam over. But there had been a frosty night or two since, and the water was so covered with thin ice, so that he could not walk on it. He determined to encamp till it became solid, and then crossed over and pursued the trail. As he went along he saw branches broken off and strewed behind, for these had been purposely cast along by the daughter, that the way might be found. And the manner in which she had accomplished it, was this. Her hair was all untied when she was caught up, and being very long, it caught on the branches as they darted along, and it was these twigs that she broke off for signs to her father. When he came to the king's lodge it was evening. Carefully approaching it, he peeped through the sides and saw his daughter sitting disconsolately. She immediately caught his eye, and knowing that it was her father come for her; she all at once appeared to relent in her heart, and asking for the dipper, said to the king, "I will go and get you a drink of water." This token of submission delighted him, and he waited with impatience for her return. At last he went out with his followers, but nothing could be seen or heard of the captive daughter. They sallied out in the plains, but had not gone far, by the light of the moon, when a party of hunters, headed by the father-in-law of Aggo Dah Gauda, set up their yells in their rear, and a shower of arrows was poured in upon them. Many of their numbers fell, but the king being stronger and swifter than the rest, fled toward the west, and never again appeared in that part of the country.
While all this was passing Aggo Dah Gauda, who had met his daughter the moment she came out of the lodge, and being helped by his guardian spirit, took her on his shoulders and hopped off, a hundred steps in one, till he reached the stream, crossed it, and brought back his daughter in triumph to his lodge.
[8] In our Indian languages the highest terms for men in power are KOSINAUN, our father, and OGIMAU, chief. Both admit of a prefixed adjective to indicate great, and of a diminutive inflection to denote inferiority in size, power, or excellence. The term "king" is retained here, from the verbal narration of the interpreters.
A VISIT TO THE SUN AND MOON.
A TALE OF INDIAN COSMOGONY, FROM THE OTTOWA.
One day five young men and a boy of about ten years of age, went out a shooting with their bows and arrows. They left their lodges with the first appearance of daylight, and having passed through a long reach of woods, had ascended a lofty eminence before the sun arose. While standing there in a group, the sun suddenly burst forth in all the effulgence of a summer's morning. It appeared to them to be at no great distance from the position they occupied. "How very near it is," they all said. "It cannot be far," said Iosco, the eldest, "and if you will accompany me, we will see if we cannot reach it." "I will go! I will go!" burst from every lip. Even the boy said he would also go. They told him he was too young; but he replied, "If you do not permit me to go with you, I will mention your design to each of your parents." They then said to him, "you shall also go with us, so be quiet."
They then fell upon the following arrangement. It was resolved that each one should obtain from his parents as many pair of moccasins as he could, and also new clothing of leather. They fixed on a spot where they would conceal all their articles, until they were ready to start on their journey, and which would serve, in the meantime, as a place of rendezvous, where they might secretly meet and consult. This being arranged, they returned home.
A long time passed before they could put their plans into execution. But they kept it a profound secret, even to the boy. They frequently met at the appointed place, and discussed the subject. At length every thing was in readiness, and they decided on a day to set out. That morning the boy shed tears for a pair of new leather leggings. "Don't you see," said he to his parents, "how my companions are drest?" This appeal to their pride and envy prevailed. He obtained the leggings. Artifices were also resorted to by the others, under the plea of going out on a special hunt. They said to one another, but in a tone that they might be overheard, "we will see who will bring in the most game." They went out in different directions, but soon met at the appointed place, where they had hid the articles for their journey, and as many arrows as they had time to make. Each one took something on his back, and they began their march. They travelled day after day, through a thick forest, but the sun was always at the same distance. "We must," said they, "travel toward Waubunong,[10] and we shall get to the object, some time or other." No one was discouraged, although winter overtook them. They built a lodge and hunted, till they obtained as much dried meat as they could carry, and then continued on. This they did several times; season followed season. More than one winter overtook them. Yet none of them became discouraged, or expressed dissatisfaction.
Schoolcraft's Algic Researches (1839) presents tales gathered from Ojibwe and other Algonquian peoples, framed by the author's ethnographic inquiries. The stories are not raw transcripts but literary renderings that preserve distinctive narrative rhythms: characters speak in direct, unadorned dialogue, and descriptions often emphasize sensory details—the gleam of fish scales, the crackle of a birch-bark fire. Schoolcraft's editorial voice occasionally intrudes, as when he notes that advice 'in this pleasing form of story and allegory, can give offence to no one.'
Dialogue and Direct Address
Schoolcraft's narrators frequently embed speech without attribution, creating an intimate, oral quality. In 'Wassamo, or The Fire Plume,' a mother says, 'My son, I wish you would go to yonder point, and see if you cannot procure me some fish.' The request is plain, familial. Later, Wassamo calls to his cousin: 'Cousin, tell me stories, or sing me some love songs.' The repetition of 'cousin' as a term of address reinforces kinship bonds. In 'The Red Swan,' the eldest brother's internal resolve is rendered through quoted thought: 'I will go in search of the Red Swan.' Such direct discourse gives readers access to characters' motivations without authorial gloss.
Descriptive Economy and Sensory Detail
Descriptions in these tales are spare but vivid. In 'Wassamo,' the lake is 'smooth and bright' under a moonlit sky; 'not a breath of wind disturbed' its surface. The nets are drawn up to reveal 'the meshes white, here and there, with fish.' Schoolcraft notes the 'flambeau of twisted bark' used for light, grounding the scene in material culture. In 'Git-chee-gau-zinee, or The Trance,' the protagonist's journey to the afterlife is described through tactile and visual cues: a 'desperate leap' across a chasm, the 'burthensome' implements deposited with the dead. These details serve both narrative and ethnographic functions, illustrating daily life and spiritual beliefs.
Narrative Framing and Moral Instruction
Several tales conclude with explicit moral or practical lessons. In 'Git-chee-gau-zinee,' the chief's admonition against depositing too many goods with the dead is presented as 'advice which comes in this pleasing form of story and allegory.' Schoolcraft observes that this mode 'can give offence to no one' and is likely 'the mode which the northern Indians have employed, from the earliest times, to rebuke faults and instil instruction.' The framing device—a story within a story—allows the teller to critique custom without direct confrontation. Similarly, 'The Red Swan' opens with three orphaned brothers who 'did not, however, give up to despondency,' modeling resilience through narrative rather than precept.
Recurring Motifs and Structural Patterns
Certain motifs recur across the collection: orphaned or isolated protagonists, journeys to supernatural realms, and tests of endurance. The three brothers in 'The Red Swan' are 'left destitute' and 'had no idea that there was a human being near them.' In 'Wassamo,' the young hero sets out with his cousin to fish, only to encounter the mysterious Fire Plume. The trance-journey in 'Git-chee-gau-zinee' echoes shamanic vision quests. Schoolcraft's arrangement groups tales by theme or origin, but the reader will notice structural parallels: a departure, a supernatural encounter, a return with knowledge. These patterns suggest a shared narrative tradition rather than individual invention.
Schoolcraft's collection rewards attention to the interplay between oral storytelling and literary transcription. Readers may compare the directness of dialogue with the more formal framing passages, noting where the editor's voice supplements or interprets. The tales are best approached as cultural documents that preserve narrative strategies—repetition, direct address, allegorical closure—rather than as fixed texts. Observing how Schoolcraft renders Ojibwe speech patterns and descriptive habits offers insight into both the source traditions and the collector's craft.
Reading Schoolcraft’s Ojibwe tales, especially “The Red Swan,” I felt that strange quiet when myth shifts into moral weight—characters guided by signs rather than choices. It reminded me of watching Rama follow the golden deer, knowing it was a trap, simply because a wish had spoken first. So I found myself reaching for The Rāmāyana, Volume 2. Āranya, Kishkindhā, and Sundara Kāndam — Edition Insights, and those old longings felt familiar again.
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Dennis Wallace - 2 weeks ago
{'rating': 5, 'text': "A fascinating glimpse into the mythology and oral traditions of North American Indians, as seen through the lens of a 19th-century scholar. The tales are rich with cultural meaning, and the author's commentary provides valuable context. Despite its age, the work remains an important anthropological resource and a captivating read for anyone interested in indigenous lore."} -
Brett Johnston - 1 week ago
{'rating': 2, 'text': "As a historical document, it has some value, but the reader must wade through the author's overtly Eurocentric bias and florid Victorian prose. The tales are presented as curious specimens rather than living traditions, and the tone is condescending. Hard to appreciate as anything more than a relic of a bygone era of anthropology."} -
Sandra Gomez - 6 days ago
{'rating': 3, 'text': "This collection of Indian tales is historically significant and offers a unique perspective on Native American storytelling. The author's paraphrasing may lose some of the original flavor, but the stories themselves are intriguing. A note of caution: the language reflects the colonial era's attitudes, which might be off-putting to modern readers. Still, it's a worthwhile study for those interested in cultural history."}
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