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LEGENDS 

OF    THE 

PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION 


LEGENDS 


OF    THE 


PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION 

The  Sacred  Myths  of  the  Manitou 


BY 

ERNEST   WHITNEY,   M.   A. 
I) 

ASSISTED    BY 

WILLIAM    S.   ALEXANDER 

ILLUSTRATED  BY  THOMAS  C.  PARRISH 


PUBLISHED  BY 

THE  CHAIN  &   HARDY  CO 

DENVER,  COLORADO 
1892 


COPYRIGHT,  1892,  BY 
THE  CHAIN  &  HARDY  BOOK,  STATIONERY  &  ART  CO. 


ILLUSTRATIONS. 


PAGE 

ON  THE  WATERS  TOWARD  THE  GATE  OF  HEAVEN  7 

THE  HEALING  FOUNTAIN  AND  PIKE'S  PEAK 17 

THE  GREAT  DRAGON 31 

TEMPLE  OF  THE  LESSER  SPIRITS 41 

THE  WIGWAM  OF  THE  MANITOU 53 


OWEVER  un- 
couth they  may  be, 
the  myths  and  le- 
gends of  early  na- 
tions, like  the  po- 
etry of  later,  give 
the  highest  and 
truest  exponents  of  their  characters,  and  pre- 
serve with  a  singular  fidelity  the  very  essence 
of  their  daily  lives,  their  fears  and  hopes,  their 
assumptions  and  intuitions.  It  is  proverbial 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.         9 

that  the  songs  of  a  people  are  stronger  than 
their  laws;  and  the  myths  and  traditions  em- 
bodying the  sentiments  upon  which  national 
character,  national  religion,  are  founded,  are 
more  powerful  than  the  songs,  which  they 
inspire.  A  ballad  of  the  people,  a  bit  of  folk 
lore,  may  teach  us  more  than  whole  chapters 
of  history;  we  can  hardly  understand  history 
without  such  lights. 

A  century  ago  Scotland  was  to  England 
what  Bceotia  was  to  cultured  Athens,  pro- 
verbially the  land  of  the  uninteresting,  the 
kingdom  of  dullness  and  prose;  yet  every  lake 
and  stream,  every  glen  and  rock  wore  the 
halo  of  poetry,  the  glamour  of  romance;  and 
when  the  Wizard  of  the  North  drew  aside 
the  veil  of  prejudice,  the  eyes  of  all  England 
were  opened  as  to  visions,  and  the  "land  of 
the  mountain  and  the  flood"  became  as  famil- 
iar and  dear  as  the  favored  haunts  of  home. 
Scott  had  discovered  a  new  world,  new  even 
to  the  dwellers  in  it.  Gathering  the  tangled, 
distorted  fragments  of  tradition  floating  about 
his  native  hills  and  dales,  traditions  full  of 
romance,  yet  despised  or  belittled  as  trifles 


10      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

CVCL  ;^y  those  from  whom  he  learned  them, 
he  gave  to  the  world  such  pleasures  of  enter- 
tainment as  it  had  seldom  known  before. 
And  he  gave  to  his  country  fame,  and  the 
intellectual  stimulus  which  led  to  its  prosper- 
ity. Thenceforth  Scotland  was  one  of  the 
beloved  spots  of  the  earth.  Our  historian, 
Prescott,  states  that  after  the  publication  of 
"  'The  Lady  of  the  Lake'  the  post-horse  duty 
rose  to  an  extraordinary  degree  in  Scotland 
from  the  eagerness  of  travelers  to  visit  the 
localities  of  the  poem."  Another  has  said 
that  indeed  the  race  of  tourists  was  called  into 
existence  by  the  pen  of  Scott. 

What  those  neglected  legends  were  to  Scot- 
land, Colorado's  are  to  her.  We  scan  the 
glories  of  her  scenery,  surpassing  the  mar- 
vels of  the  Alps,  the  beauties  of  the  Rhine, 
and  lament  the  absence  of  tradition  to  give 
them  the  charm  of  Old  World  scenes.  The 
tourist  notes  this  seeming  sterility  with  a 
touch  of  prejudice.  "But  where  are  your 
traditions?"  is  the  final  question;  and  the 
answer  is,  "We  have  none;  our  history  is  too 
recent."  Yet  the  romantic  Rhine  cliffs,  or  even 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       II 


the  land  of  sphinx  and  pyramid,  did  nc  J  Jrise 
above  the  ocean  until  its  waves  had  beaten  for 
ages  at  the  base  of  Rocky  Mountain  peaks. 
This  is  the  Old  World,  Europe  and  India  are 
of  the  New.  And  if  nature  in  fantastic  play 
has  made  this  the  world's  wonderland,  much 
more  has  man  through  centuries  written  and 
rewritten  its  fading  pages  with  the  mysteries 
of  immemorial  myths,  legends,  and  traditions. 
From  Pike's  Peak  to  Popocatepetl  the  land  is 
a  palimpsest,  dotted  with  ruins  of  remotest 
antiquity,  the  relics  of  a  people  whose  records 
are  replete  with  poetry  and  strange  romance. 
Their  manuscripts  enrich  the  archives  of  Mex- 
ico and  Madrid,  and  yet  we  learn  but  little  of 
them.  They  moulder  in  the  missions  of  the 
suspicious  Spanish  priests,  or  among  the  mys- 
tic treasures  of  the  Pueblos,  and  are  decaying 
unread.  When  we  come  northward  to  the 
paths  of  later  pioneers,  to  lands  of  less  civil- 
ized races,  where  history  lives  by  oral  trans- 
mission only,  hardly  a  legend  but  has  lapsed 
into  oblivion.  Those  only  can  live  which  are 
united  to  something  concrete  and  enduring,  or 
which  are  so  vitally  interwoven  that  the  life  of 


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one  tradition  insures  the  life  of  another.  The 
early  hunters  looked  upon  natives  whom  they 
met  as  savage  aliens  rather  than  possibly 
kindred  beings,  and  cared  more  for  their  furs 
and  gold  dust  than  for  any  history  of  their 
peoples.  But  even  yet  much  may  be  regained 
from  a  study  of  the  records  of  Spanish  priests, 
from  the  lips  of  living  races,  and  from  the 
thickly  scattered  ruins,  many  of  which  are 
even  yet  undiscovered,  nearly  all  of  which  are 
practically  uninvestigated.  Indeed,  much  has 
been  regained,  and  from  the  mass  of  material 
in  the  collections  of  Bancroft  and  others,  and 
from  results  of  original  research,  the  present 
writer  has  sought  to  extract  what  is  most 
interesting  to  the  audience  to  whom  this  little 
book  is  offered. 

The  perhaps  most  remarkable  cycle  of 
myths  north  of  Mexico,  the  Sacred  Myths  of 
the  Manitou,  might  have  perished,  or  lost  their 
home  and  identity  at  least,  in  another  decade, 
though  the  loss  of  such  interesting  relics  of 
aboriginal  thought  would  have  seemed  inex- 
cusable. But  what  we  yet  retain  is  sufficient 
to  appeal  to  the  imagination  most  vividly,  and 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       13 

its  restoration  in  this  late  day  seems  almost  to 
partake  of  the  nature  of  strange  revelation. 
We  ask  who  were  the  people  among  whom 
such  fables  originated.  The  question  as  to 
the  identity  of  the  earliest  inhabitants  in  the 
Pike's  Peak  region  is  a  difficult  one  to  answer, 
but  the  conclusion  of  the  latest  historian  is 
that  a  race  which  had  made  considerable  prog- 
ress in  civilization  dwelt  for  centuries  in  Colo- 
rado. Then  a  more  barbarous  people  en- 
croached upon  its  territory,  and  it  was  crowded 
southward  step  by  step,  advancing  in  civiliza- 
tion as  it  was  driven  from  barbarism,  leaving 
picturesque  ruins  along  its  later  path.  It  is 
the  conjecture  of  many  students  that  this  peo- 
ple was  none  other  than  "that  mystic  race  of 
Aztlan,  who,  ages  before,  had  descended  into 
the  valley  [of  Mexico]  like  an  inundation 
from  the  north;  the  race  whose  religion  was 
founded  upon  credulity;  the  race  full  of  chiv- 
alry, but  horribly  governed  by  a  crafty  priest- 
hood." 

The  situation  of  Aztlan,  the  ancient  home 
of  the  Aztecs,  is  the  most  puzzling  question  in 
Mexican  history.  At  all  events,  it  was  almost 


14      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

certainly  north  of  Mexico,  but  whether  it 
linked  the  home  of  the  Aztec  and  Toltec  to 
California  on  the  northwest,  or  to  Colorado  on 
the  northeast,  it  seems  impossible  for  the  un- 
prejudiced historian  to  decide.  The  latest 
and  safest  guide  through  the  conflict  of  vary- 
ing assertions,  Mr.  Justin  Winsor,  represents  a 
consensus  of  the  wisest  and  most  conservative 
opinions.  He  is  inclined  to  believe  that  un- 
doubtedly two  streams  of  immigration,  one  on 
each  side  of  the  Rocky  Mountains,  flowed 
together  into  Mexico.  Toltec  tradition  tells 
of  a  long  sojourn  some  twelve  centuries  ago  in 
a  land  called  Hue  Hue  Tlapallan,  which  means 
"Old  Red  Land,"  and  a  local  historian  has 
called  attention  to  its  hint  of  Colorado — 

"Which  fair  Columbia,  bending  toward  the  West, 
Now  wears  a  crimson  rose  upon  her  breast — ' 

land  of  "crimson-hued  rocks  and  yellow 
plains,"  the  "land  of  red  earth."  Certainly  no 
place  but  the  wonderful  Grand  Caverns  of 
Manitou  and  the  several  caves  of  William's 
Canon  has  been  found  in  the  probable  range 
of  Aztec  migration,  which  can  be  so  well  ident- 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       I  5 

ified  with  the  mysterious  "Seven  Caves"  of 
Aztlan,  so  often  mentioned  in  Mexican  myths. 
It  was  the  sacred  birth-place  of  their  great 
god  Huitzil,  and  to  it  sacerdotal  embassies 
were  sent  even  as  late  as  the  year  before  the 
invasion  of  Cortez.  The  early  explorer  whose 
name  the  great  mountain  now  bears,  shows 
that  a  Via  Sacra  from  Mexico  northward  to 
the  peak  was  long  kept  open.  "Indeed,"  Pike 
wrote  of  the  mountain  in  1806,  "it  was  so  re- 
markable as  to  be  known  by  all  the  savage 
nations  for  hundreds  of  miles  around,  and  to 
be  spoken  of  with  admiration  by  the  Spaniards 
of  New  Mexico,  and  was  the  bound  of  their 
travels  northwest."  It  is  not  unlikely  that  the 
knowledge  of  an  open  and  traveled  path,  and 
the  belief  that  it  led  to  temples  rich  in  gold 
and  jewels,  led  the  earlier  Spaniards  to  their 
northern  settlements  and  later  excursions. 
The  tribe  of  Montezuma  was  but  one  of  a 
group  of  tribes  each  of  which  contributed  its 
quota  to  the  phenomenal  civilization  of  the 
empire  of  Anahuac  during  the  fifteenth  and  six- 
teenth centuries.  Even  granting  that  neither 
Aztecs  nor  Toltecs  rose  in  Colorado,  it  may 


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still  be  confidently  believed  that  at  least  one  of 
the  most  important  Nahuan  nations  learned  its 
early  lessons  of  barbaric  culture  under  the 
tuition  of  Pike's  Peak.  And  this  tribe  or  na- 
tion during  the  slow  migration,  or  soon  after, 
was  completely  absorbed  by  the  Aztec  stream, 
if  it  was  not  the  leader  of  it.  What  more 
probable  ?  If  it  did  not  join  this  stream  what 
was  its  fate  ? 


HEN  in  these 
"Sacred  Myths  of 
lthe  Manitou,"  we 
perhaps  see  re- 
flected  some  dim  germs  of  that  wonderful 
religion,  which  was  at  once  the  strength  and 
weakness  of  the  illustrious  victims  of  Cortez. 
Five,  ten,  or  perhaps  fifteen  centuries  ago 
the  dwellers  along  the  great  mountain  slope 
and  adjacent  plains  had  learned  to  look  upon 
that  region  around  the  eastern  base  of  Pike's 
Peak  as  one  made  sacred  by  a  thousand 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       19 

powerful  associations.  The  great  peak  seen 
forty  leagues  away,  towering  among  and 
wedged  between  the  stars,  "pinnacled  dim  in 
the  intense  inane,"  was  to  them  the  symbol  of 
a  god,  the  abode  of  the  All-Father,  the  wig- 
wam of  the  Manitou.  The  wide  ranges  of  alps 
on  either  side  of  it — the  broad  plains  sublime 
in  their  infinity — even  the  mysteriously-born 
Father  of  Waters  —  none  of  these  had  the 
influence  upon  the  superstitious  and  super- 
religious  native  which  was  exerted  by  that 
ever-watching  warden  of  the  west.  Probably 
these  early  comers  first  saw  the  mountain  after 
months  of  dreary  wanderings  over  the  desolate 
prairies.  Awful  in  loneliness  when  seen  afar, 
silent  and  motionless  as  death,  they  drew  near 
and  found  it  filled  with  life  strange  and  ennob- 
ling, and  with  a  kindly  nature,  ready  to  stoop 
and  mingle  with  the  human  and  make  them 
rich  with  blessings.  It  was  a  mountain  of 
mystery.  To  the  dwellers  on  the  monotonous 
eastern  levels,  its  ever  varying  miracles  of  light 
and  shadow  were  revelations  of  infinite  spir- 
itual power,  and  the  sun-worshiper  was  ever 
drawn  nearer  to  its  presence  where  the  myster- 


20      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

ious  manifestations  could  be  better  seen.  If 
the  hunter  wandered  out  of  its  sight,  it  was  at 
times  perhaps  with  a  feeling  of  relief,  as  at 
escaping  from  an  almost  burdensome  over- 
sight; yet  he  dared  not  stay  long  in  the  lands 
lying  beyond  its  guardianship.  It  was  a  never 
forgotten  element  in  life.  If  he  slew  the  deer 
or  buffalo,  a  quick  word  of  gratitude  was  sent 
across  the  plains.  If  sometime  a  dark  thought 
came  to  him,  he  glanced  furtively  at  this 
reader  of  thoughts,  and  faltered.  If  in  lone 
venturing,  perils  confronted  him,  he  would  lift 
up  his  eyes  to  the  hills  whence  came  his  help, 
and  go  forward  with  new  courage.  If  the 
tribes  rallied  for  the  war  path,  they  sat  in 
reverence  and  hope  before  this  god  of  peaceful 
heavens,  until  tempest  darkened  and  hid  his 
face,  and  then  like  storm  swept  down  to  cer- 
tain victory.  But  if  this  oracle  gave  no  show 
of  anger,  rash  was  the  chieftain  who  dare 
attack  a  foe  save  in  absolute  and  immediate 
self-defense. 

The  story  is  told  that  a  great  and  pow- 
erful nation  from  remote  regions  once  invaded 
the  lands  of  the  children  of  the  Manitou. 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       21 

Day  after  day  the  war  band  advanced  to- 
ward this  heart  of  the  empire,  and  every  day 
the  threateningly  severe  mountain-god  seemed 
more  remote,  more  terrible,  than  before,  until 
at  last,  overcome  with  superstitious  dread, 
they  turned  back,  believing  it  was  impossible 
to  harm  his  people  or  do  battle  in  his  awful 
presence. 

Such  were  some  of  the  thoughts  which 
this  mysterious  mountain  inspired  in  primi- 
tive minds.  To  them  whatever  of  nature  was 
strange,  beautiful,  sublime,  or  powerful,  was 
worshipful.  It  was  not  unnatural  that  the 
mountain  should  become  dominant  in  their 
religious  system.  Sun  worshipers  already, 
what  sublimer,  nobler  idolatry  could  there  be 
than  theirs  for  this  priest  of  the  sun  in  the 
land  of  undimmed  heavens!  Even  the  pilgrim 
of  to-day  would  fain  uncover  and  bend  the 
knee  before  its  tonsured  head.  That  colossal 
Face  upon  the  mountain  side  was  the  first  of 
all  American  idols. 

Civilization  made  progress  among  the 
chosen  people  here,  and  there  was  much  of 
nobility  and  thoughtfulness  in  individual 


22      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

characters.      Their    climate,    the    gift    of   the 
Manitou,    made    them    a    strong    race  physi- 
cally, but  they  were,   perhaps,   chiefly   feared 
and  respected  for  their  institutions  and  their 
distinguished  religion.     We  have  records  full 
of  detail  of  religious  systems  far  more  remark- 
able,   or  more   completely  developed,    among 
the    Nahuan  nations.      Torquemada  estimates 
the  number   of  temples    in  Anahuac  to  have 
been  80,000,  and  Clavigero  places  the  number 
of  priests  in  these  temples  at  1,000,000.     Every 
year   twenty   to    fifty-thousand  human  beings 
were    sacrificed   on  their  altars.      The   myths 
and  fables  of  their  religion  fill  huge  volumes. 
But  probably  nowhere  north  of   Old   Mexico 
can  be  found  traces  of  a  theology  anywhere 
nearly  approaching  in  simplicity  and  granduer 
this  one  which  had  its  Ararat,  its  Eden,  and 
its  Salem  in  the  Pike's  Peak  region.     For  here 
they  looked  as  to  the  cradle  and  the  Mecca  of 
their   race.      The   scant   reflections  which  are 
given  of  this  religion  to-day,  like  the  clouds  of 
a  fading  sunset,  can  barely  suggest  the  glory 
of  that  sunset,  the  wide-streaming  radiance  of 
the  by-gone  day. 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       23 

The  archaeologist,  tracing  the  religious 
history  of  the  Greeks,  finds  in  the  early  home 
of  one  of  their  tribes  the  ruins  of  a  temple, 
and  the  torsos  and  other  fragments  of  a  group 
of  statues.  It  is  his  first  duty  to  preserve 
these  exactly  as  they  are  found.  It  is  a  second 
obligation  so  to  study  the  temple,  and  the 
arrangement  of  the  sculptured  fragments 
around  and  within  it,  that,  if  possible,  he 
may  understand  and  interpret  the  spiritual 
meaning  of  the  whole,  as  an  exponent  of  the 
religion.  In  this  work  he  will  take  assistance 
from  history  and  from  myth,  and  he  will  be 
aided  by  comparison  with  other  temples.  If 
obvious  portions  of  the  original  group  are 
hopelessly  missing,  his  special  knowledge 
may  warrant  the  restoration  of  an  arm  or  head 
or  possibly  an  entire  figure.  After  the  manner 
of  the  archaeologist,  we  have  delved  among  the 
ruins  of  a  forsaken  temple.  We  have  studied 
the  history,  actual  and  mythical,  of  the  race 
who  revered  its  shrines.  And  with  the  best 
lights  vouchsafed  to  us,  we  have  tried  to  give, 
in  a  form  agreeable  to  the  general  reader,  our 
restoration  of  the  myths  of  that  ancient 


24      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

religion.  If  we  have  felt  it  necessary  here 
and  there  to  add  a  touch  of  completeness 
almost  arbitrarily,  we  have  been  so  guided 
by  careful  study  of  the  myth  makers  and  of 
cognate  religions  as  to  feel  warranted  in  each 
case. 

The  breath  and  finer  spirit  of  a  purely 
human  religion,  if  any  religion  is  purely 
human,  is  not  always  well  shown  in  those 
myths  and  fables  which  are  its  most  conspicu- 
ous chronicles  for  later  times.  The  fables 
may  be  full  of  the  grotesque  and  the  absurd, 
mere  blind  and  awkward  gropings  after  a 
system  where  all  was  vague  and  mystic 
at  first.  The  first  explanation  of  a  crude 
theolgy  will,  it  is  likely,  be  accepted  as 
the  best.  And  in  process  of  oral  trans- 
mission through  generations  all  the  myths 
will  suffer  strange  modifications  without  losing 
their  main  identity.  Thus  none  of  the  earliest 
names  of  the  deities  in  the  myths  before  us 
have  been  preserved,  and  Manitou,  the  com- 
mon name  of  the  supreme  deity  of  the  later 
races,  has  been  adopted  from  the  legends  of 
later  tribes. 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.      25 

The  origin  of  a  cycle  of  myths  like  the  one 
we  are  interested  in  was  probably  very  much 
in  this  wise,  if  we  may  trust  the  teaching  of 
analogy.  A  tribe,  naturally  of  a  roving  dispo- 
sition, driven  from  their  river  home  by  a  series 
of  devastating  floods,  strikes  boldly  out  for  new 
fortunes  in  the  unknown  prairies.  Long,  toil- 
some journeys  bring  them  at  last  to  the  foot  of 
the  peak,  where  they  make  a  new  home,  won 
by  the  genial  climate,  fertile  soil,  and  varied 
topography.  Gradually  the  tribe  increases, 
its  power  spreads,  and  it  controls  all  the 
region  round  about.  It  is  called  the  Mountain 
Tribe.  Its  members  are  children  of  the  Moun- 
tain. It  is  not  long  before  these  dwellers  by 
the  Wigwam  of  the  Manitou  are  called  chil- 
dren of  the  Manitou,  and  they  believe  in  a  god 
as  their  creator  and  the  mountain  as  their 
birthplace.  Later  the  story  develops  into  the 
true  mythological  form,  uniting  their  earlier 
and  later  religious  ideas;  and  traditions  com- 
mon to  all  races  of  mankind,  wherever  found, 
are  woven  into  it.  So  in  its  later  shape  we 
have  the  following: 

At  the  beginning  of  all  things  the  Lesser 


26      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

Spirits  possessed  the  earth,  and  dwelt  near  the 
banks  of  the  Great  River.  They  had  created 
a  race  of  men  to  be  their  servants,  but  these 
men  were  far  inferior  to  the  present  inhabi- 
tants of  the  earth,  and  made  endless  trouble 
for  their  creators.  Therefore  the  Lesser 
Spirits  resolved  to  destroy  mankind  and 
the  earth  itself ;  so  they  caused  the  Great 
River  to  rise  until  it  burst  its  banks  and  over- 
whelmed everything.  They  themselves  took 
each  a  large  portion  of  the  best  of  the  earth, 
that  they  might  create  a  new  world,  and  a 
quantity  of  maize  which  had  been  their  par- 
ticular food,  and  returned  to  heaven.  Arriv- 
ing at  the  gate  of  heaven,  which  is  at  the  end 
of  the  plains,  where  the  sky  and  the  mountains 
meet,  they  were  told  that  they  could  not  bring 
such  burdens  of  earth  into  heaven.  Accord- 
ingly they  dropped  them  all  then  and  there. 
These  falling  masses  made  a  great  heap  on 
the  top  of  the  world  which  rose  far  above  the 
waters,  and  this  was  the  origin  of  Pike's  Peak, 
which  is  thus  shown  to  be  directly  under  the 
gate  of  heaven.  Formerly  it  was  twice  as  high 
as  it  is  now,  but  lost  its  summit  as  we  shall 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.      27 

see  later  on.  The  rock  masses  upon  it  and  all 
about  it,  show  plainly  that  they  have  been 
dropped  from  the  sky.  The  extent  and 
variety  of  mineral  wealth  in  the  region  prove 
that  the  earth's  choicest  materials  are  depos- 
ited here.  And  still  as  the  constellations 
move  across  the  heavens  and  vanish  above 
the  mountain  summits,  we  may  see  the  spirits 
rise  from  the  Great  River,  and  pass  to  the  gate 
of  heaven.  The  falling  stars  are  their  falling 
burdens,  or  the  dropping  grains  of  maize. 

As  the  Lesser  Spirits  held  their  flight  to 
the  gate  of  heaven  from  time  to  time  grains  of 
their  maize  fell  to  the  earth.  These  germs 
being  especially  blest  by  their  contact  with 
the  immortals,  sprang  up  with  wonderful  vigor 
even  under  the  waters  of  the  flood,  and  soon 
reached  the  surface,  where  they  quickly 
ripened.  Now  among  the  inhabitants  of  the 
earth  left  to  destruction,  was  one  man  who  by 
secretly  feeding  upon  the  food  of  the  Spirits, 
the  sacred  maize,  had  become  much  stronger 
and  superior  in  every  way  to  his  fellow  beings. 
Such  was  his  strength  that  he  succeeded  in 
sustaining  himself  and  his  wife  above  the 


28      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

waters  for  a  very  long  time.  Suddenly  a 
maize  stalk  rose  before  him  and  blossomed 
into  fruit.  Breaking  a  joint  from  it,  he  soon 
fashioned  this  into  a  rude  boat  in  which  he 
took  refuge  with  his  wife.  In  commemoration 
of  this  the  maize  stalk  was  ever  after  hollowed 
on  one  side.  Not  knowing  what  direction  to 
take  on  the  pathless  waters,  he  paddled  toward 
the  only  other  object  visible  upon  the  face  of 
the  deep.  On  approaching,  this  proved  to  be 
another  maize  stalk.  Upon  it  were  a  pair  of 
field  mice  which  shared  with  him  their  supply 
of  grain.  Launching  forth  again  he  paddled 
toward  another  object  visible  in  the  distance, 
which  proved  to  be  another  maize  plant.  It 
was  held  by  a  pair  of  gophers  which  were  as 
generous  as  the  field  mice  with  their  corn,  and 
gave  enough  to  sustain  life  until  he  reached 
the  next  maize  plant.  Thus  unconsciously  fol- 
lowing the  course  of  the  Lesser  Spirits,  he 
passed  in  turn  the  maize  plants  of  the  prairie 
dog,  the  squirrel,  the  rabbit,  and  all  the 
animals,  and  then  came  to  the  maize  plants  of 
the  birds,  until  passing  from  one  to  another  he 
came  to  the  mountain.  Having  landed  his 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       29 

boat  upon  it,  the  man  died  of  exhaustion,  and 
the  woman  died  soon  after,  in  the  pains  of 
maternity,  giving  birth  to  a  boy  and  girl. 

The  Spirits,  looking  down  from  the  gate  of 
heaven,  had  watched  the  long  voyage  of  hard- 
ship with  deep  interest,  and  their  sympathies 
were  aroused  for  the  forsaken  creatures  on  the 
bleak  island  peak.  Thinking  that  there  was 
after  all  something  worth  preserving  here,  they 
endowed  the  infants  with  gifts  raising  them 
above  their  ancestors  in  intelligence  and 
power.  And  feeding  upon  the  sacred  maize 
which  the  Spirits  had  dropped  on  the  top  of 
the  mountain,  the  children  rapidly  advanced 
to  the  age  of  maturity.  One  is  minded  of— 

'There  shall  be  a  handful  of  corn  in  the 
earth  upon  the  top  of  the  mountains;  the  fruit 
thereof  shall  shake  like  Lebanon;  and  they  of 
the  city  shall  flourish  like  grass  of  the  earth. " 

Then  the  Spirits  loosed  one  of  the  monsters 
of  heaven,  the  Lizard  Dragon,  Thirst.  Seeing 
the  great  satisfaction  offered  him,  the  huge 
creature  plunged  directly  to  the  watery  world 
beneath.  The  waters  entirely  engulfed  him, 
and  for  the  first  time  his  unquenchable  passion 


3O      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

knew  something  like  gratification.  He  drank 
and  drank  and  drank,  and  every  day  the  sea 
grew  lower  and  the  mountain  higher,  until  at 
last  the  dragon's  body  was  uncovered.  He 
pursued  the  waters,  still  drinking,  until  they 
had  receded  beyond  sight.  Then  fearing  he 
would  dry  up  all  the  oceans  and  rivers  beyond, 
the  all-powerful  Spirits  called  him  back. 
Seeking  to  return  to  the  gate  of  heaven,  his 
wings  were  unable  to  carry  his  swollen  body, 
and  he  fell  back  to  the  earth  with  such  force 
that  his  neck  was  broken  off  completely,  and 
he  lay  a  huge  crushed  carcass  on  the  land. 
Such  was  the  origin  of  the  Mountain  of  the 
Dragon,  or  Cheyenne  Mountain  as  it  is  called 
to-day.  From  his  opened  neck  there  issued  a 
torrent  of  blood  and  water  which  made  the 
soil  over  which  it  flowed  the  most  fertile  in 
the  world.  And  after  all  the  blood  had  flowed 
from  his  veins,  there  still  issued  a  stream  of 
the  purest  water,  and  the  sweetest  for  quench- 
ing the  thirst  ever  known.  This  fable  of  the 
Lizard  Dragon,  Thirst,  is  strikingly  character- 
istic of  a  land  where  thirst  was  one  of  the 
familiar  terrors;  and  perhaps  no  creature  of 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       33 

the  region  is  a  fitter  embodiment  of  the  con- 
ception than  the  lizard,  which  frequents  the 
dryest  places.  There  is  probably  an  allusion 
to  this  legend  in  the  quaint  old  Indian  chant, 
which  in  translation  would  run  as  follows: 

"On  deer  path  or  war  path 

I  wish  I  were  like  the  lizard, 

Never  thirsting  because  his  grandfather 

Once  had  all  he  wanted  to  drink. 

But  my  grandfather  was  always  thirsty." 

No  one  who  looks  upon  Cheyenne  from  the 
heights  to  the  east  or  northeast  of  the  city  of 
Colorado  Springs  can  fail  to  recognize  the 
bloated  form  of  the  petrified  monster,  even  to 
the  spurs  upon  its  back. 

The  mountain  on  which  the  parents  of  the 
new  race  were  left  was  so  steep  and  inaccess- 
ible that  they  could  contrive  no  way  to  escape 
from  it.  At  last  when  their  supply  of  maize 
was  nearly  gone,  and  the  land  below  began  to 
grow  beautiful  with  new  verdure,  the  Spirits 
told  them  to  get  into  the  boat  and,  after  the 
manner  of  Quetzalcoatl,  to  slide  down.  The 
track  made  by  the  boat  may  even  yet  be  seen 
on  the  eastern  face  of  the  mountain,  and  was  a 


34      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

favorite  resort  of  Quetzalcoatl,  the  sliding  god; 
and  the  boat  itself,  the  cradle  of  the  race,  was 
of  course  preserved.  From  the  campus  of  the 
college  it  can  best  be  seen,  riding  the  ridges  of 
the  granite  waves  that  flow  tumultuously  by 
that  eminence  west  of  Cheyenne  known  as  St. 
Peter's  Dome.  It  is  shaped  like  the  familiar 
birch-bark  canoe,  curving  high  at  either 
end,  and  in  it  sit  two  worshipful  figures, 
one  plying  the  paddle.  One  of  the  most 
frequent  embellishments  in  Aztec  MSS.  pic- 
tures such  a  canoe  moving  over  a  flood  toward 
a  lone  mountain. 

At  the  foot  of  the  mountain  they  found  the 
most  beautiful  climate  in  the  world,  for  being 
directly  under  the  portals  of  heaven  it  shared 
with  the  Spirits  the  overflowing  effulgence  of 
celestial  light  and  atmosphere.  But  the  sub- 
siding waters  had  left  about  the  foot  of  the 
mountain  all  manner  of  dead  creatures,  and 
these  with  the  body  of  the  dragon  filled  the  air 
with  pestilence.  Then  the  parents  of  mankind 
prayed  to  the  Spirits  for  help.  And  the 
Spirits  heard  their  prayer.  They  turned  the 
huge  body  of  the  dragon  to  stone,  and  they 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       35 

granted  to  the  parents  of  mankind  that  this 
their  home  should  never  know  the  curse  of 
disease,  but  that  it  should  be  held  sacred  as  a 
place  of  healing  for  all  the  tribes.  As  a  pledge 
of  their  promise  they  sent  to  them  Waters  of 
Life,  so  that  the  land  was  made  sweet,  the 
pestilence  stayed,  and  all  diseases  healed. 
And  such  was  the  origin  of  the  celebrated 
springs  of  Manitou,  which  retain  all  their 
miraculous  virtues  to  this  day. 

For  a  long  time  the  inhabitants  of  the 
earth  dwelt  in  the  ease  and  luxury  of  a  golden 
age.  But  soon  their  numbers  so  increased 
that  it  was  no  longer  easy  to  live  without  care, 
and  the  people  were  obliged  to  diffuse  them- 
selves over  the  region  round  about.  Then 
came  three  of  the  Lesser  Spirits,  and  dwelt 
among  them.  One  taught  them  agriculture  ; 
from  the  second  they  learned  how  to  make 
weapons  and  set  traps,  and  hunt  successfully ; 
and  the  third  instructed  them  in  religion  and 
government.  Each  of  these  Spirits  built  for 
himself  a  magnificent  titanic  temple  and  home. 
Although  it  is  impossible  to  identify  each 
temple  with  its  particular  deity,  the  three  are 


36      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

are  well  known  by  their  modern  names  as  The 
Garden  of  the  Gods,  Glen  Eyrie,  and  Blair 
Athol.  It  was  the  mission  of  the  third  Spirit 
to  lead  them  to  the  worship  of  the  one  and 
single  All  Father,  the  great  Manitou,  whose 
home  was  in  the  heaven  of  heavens,  and  whose 
manifestation  was  the  sun.  It  is  a  familiar 
fact  that  the  worship  of  the  sun,  as  the  most 
obvious  type  of  regenerative  life,  was  one  of 
the  very  earliest  and  most  widely  spread 
germs  of  .religion,  not  only  among  the  primi- 
tive nations  of  America,  but  in  the  Old  World 
as  well.  And  the  purist  of  to-day  who  sees 
nothing  worshipful  in  these  manifestations  of 
the  deity,  may  by  his  own  misconceptions 
know  less  of  some  of  the  attributes  of  that 
deity  than  did  his  more  reverent  fellow  in  days 
of  ignorant  barbarism. 

At  first  under  the  instruction  of  the  Spirit, 
the  people  became  so  enthusiastically  faithful 
in  their  devotion  to  the  new  religion,  that 
when  their  eyes  were  closed,  and  even  at  night 
the  image  of  the  Manitou  ever  stood  before 
them,  and  tradition  tells  us  that  they  were 
often  afflicted  with  blindness.  It  was  not 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       37 

unnatural  that  awe  and  fear  predominated  over 
love  in  such  religion,  and  that  their  god  was 
at  times  a  Moloch  in  their  sight.  Moreover 
only  the  clearer  eyes  of  the  royal  family  and 
of  the  higher  priestly  class,  could  discern  the 
exact  features  of  the  Manitou  in  that  blaze  of 
glory. 

At  last  certain  of  the  people,  urged  by  some 
of  the  royal  princes,  implored  the  Spirit  to 
intercede  for  them,  and  ask  the  Manitou 
graciously  to  throw  aside  this  impenetrable 
and  awful  veil  of  splendor,  wherewith  he  was 
wont  to  envelope  his  countenance,  and  favor 
them  with  a  more  endurable  manifestation  of 
his  watchful  care.  After  much  persuasion  the 
Spirit  consented  to  undertake  the  precarious 
mission. 

Soon  the  people  noted  that  the  sun,  which 
had  hitherto  passed  directly  above  the  moun- 
tain, was  gradually  withdrawing  towards  the 
south.  His  warmth  lessened,  plants  perished, 
and  the  first  Winter  came  with  its  new  and 
strange  hardships.  Flocks  of  birds  were  seen 
flying  after  the  departing  sun.  Many  among 
the  people  followed  their  god,  and  despon- 


38      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

dency  fell  upon  the  children  of  the  peak  when 
they  realized  that  their  Manitou  was  offended. 
But  soon  those  who  remained  were  cheered 
by  a  new  presence  in  the  heavens,  a  milder, 
more  acceptable  manifestation  of  the  Manitou. 
The  silver  moon  appeared  with  its  varying 
phases,  now  in  one  part  of  the  sky,  now  in 
another,  but  ever  showing  clearly  to  all  eyes 
the  plain  features  of  the  Manitou.  But  the 
Manitou  still  showed  the  supremacy  of  the 
sun  by  paling  the  new  image  in  its  presence, 
and  causing  the  moon  to  do  reverence  to  the 
sun  by  wholly  yielding  to  its  glory  for  some 
days  every  month,  after  which  the  moon  came 
forth  with  renewed  beauty;  for  that  invisible 
image  in  the  sun  was  stamped  anew  upon  the 
face  of  the  moon  each  time  that  it  drew  near 
the  god  of  day,  thus  insuring  an  accurate 
reproduction,  much  to  the  satisfaction  of  the 
thoughtful.  These  wonderful  changes  in 
heaven  and  earth  caused  consternation 
through  all  neighboring  nations,  and  couriers 
were  sent  from  tribe  to  tribe.  When  it  was 
found  that  only  the  children  of  the  peak  could 
explain  the  inexplicable  phenomena,  great  was 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       39 

the    increase   of   their   power    and     authority. 

The  reverence  for  the  Manitou  now  deep- 
ened among  the  people.  They  found  that  the 
rigors  of  Winter  were  "after  all  a  blessing  with 
few  disadvantages.  And  soon  the  Manitou 
became  so  pleased  with  the  worshipers  that  he 
even  brought  back  the  sun  from  the  low  skies 
of  the  south,  the  birds  returned,  and  some  of 
those  who  had  followed  the  sun  in  his  retreat, 
sought  their  old  homes,  with  strange  tales  of 
their  travels. 

But  votaries  of  the  changing  moon  were 
themselves  a  fickle  and  restless  folk  of  varying 
moods,  though  when  a  great  discontentment 
arose  again  it  was  through  their  devotion  to 
steadfastness.  It  was  the  old  craving  for  a 
greater  familiarity  with  the  gods,  which  we 
find  among  the  most  religious  races  of  man- 
kind, that  led  the  people  to  their  new  discon- 
tent. Only  for  a  part  of  the  time  could  they 
worship  the  inconstant  moon,  and  the  priests 
felt  that  when  its  face  was  turned  from  them 
there  was  a  laxity  of  discipline  which  could 
not  fail  to  be  serious.  So  the  tutelary  Lesser 
Spirit  was  again  implored  to  intercede  for 


40      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

them  and  obtain  the  gracious  favor  of  a  more 
continuous  revelation  of  the  presence  of  the 
Manitou.  They  wished  to  see  him  and  worship 
him  daily  and  hourly  if  need  be.  The  Lesser 
Spirit  received  their  message,  but  in  departing 
with  it  for  the  gate  of  heaven  he  bade  them 
farewell  forever. 

Soon  after  the  great  mountain  was  wrapped 
in  dense  clouds  with  thunders  and  lightnings. 
The  mountain  shook  and  the  hills  and  plains 
vibrated  as  under  the  heavy  blows  of  earth- 
quake shocks.  Day  after  day  passed  in  terror 
until  at  length  the  clouds  cleared  away  and  all 
was  calm  again.  Then,  lo,  a  great  light  fell 
from  the  open  portals  of  heaven  full  upon  the 
towering  mountain  top  which  was  at  its 
threshold.  And  there  from  the  highest  point 
of  the  peak  shone  down  upon  them  a  majestic 
and  godlike  Face.  Far  out  upon  the  plains, 
far  as  the  heaven-meeting  peak  could  be  seen, 
its  features  were  manifest  to  all,  filling  the 
observers  with  awe  and  an  unknown  sense  of 
the  power  and  nearness  of  the  Manitou.  As  a 
final  seal  of  sacredness  the  mark  of  the  symbol 
which  had  already  of  old  been  stamped  upon 


the  face  of  the  sun  and  the  moon,  was  now  set 
upon  the  earth,  and  upon  the  very  mountain  of 
their  history  and  religion.  And,  the  legend  is 
careful  to  add,  the  nation  became  more  unified 
and  more  powerful  than  ever, 

"Watched  over  by  the  solemn-browed 
And  awful  face  of  stone." 

There    seemed    now   no   reason   for  further 
entreaties  to  the  Manitou,  whose    kind  regard 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.      43 

for  his  chosen  had  been  so  signally  shown. 
But  with  that  inspired  belief  which  shows 
itself  in  all  histories,  that  religion  should  stop 
short  of  nothing  but  absolute  perfection 
according  to  the  thinker's  own  ideas,  it  was 
not  long  before  the  devout  priests  felt  the 
need  of  giving  further  information  to  their 
Overruler.  It  often  happened  that  while 
perpetual  sunshine  and  moonlight  bathed  the 
plains,  dark  clouds  wrapped  the  summit  of  the 
mountain  of  the  Manitou  for  days  at  a  time, 
thus  concealing  their  Keblah,  and  interrupting 
their  devotions.  Sorrow  and  murmuring  rose 
among  the  simple  people  in  those  days  of 
darkness.  They  dared  not  undertake  a 
journey,  perform  a  tribal  ceremony,  set  their 
traps,  plant  their  maize,  or  engage  in  any 
affair  of  consequence  unless  the  visible  face  of 
the  Manitou  looked  favorably  upon  them. 
They  were  too  childlike  to  worship  and  'trust 
the  invisible  when  the  Great  Face  had  once 
been  seen.  They  would  that  the  veil  of  clouds 
which  gathered  about  the  summit  of  the 
mountains  might  be  dispelled  forever. 

After  suns  and   moons  of  hesitancy  and  of 


44      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

longing  for  the  counsel  of  the  departed  Lesser 
Spirit,  the  people  were  emboldened  to  send 
an  embassy  of  priests  and  princes  up  the  stair- 
way of  the  mountain  to  the  gate  of  heaven, 
with  their  petition  to  the  Manitou.  The  last 
three  steps  of  this  vast  stairway  are  still 
plainly  seen  just  north  of  Cheyenne  Mountain, 
and  bear  the  modern  names  of  Monte  Rosa, 
Mount  Grover,  and  Mount  Cutler.  Amid 
the  prayers  and  sacrifices  of  the  people  these 
departed  on  their  unprecedentedly  presump- 
tuous and  hazardous  mission  to  the"  Face  of 
the  Manitou,  the  gateway  of  heaven,  and  were 
never  heard  of  more.  Terrible  was  the  punish- 
ment of  their  sacrilege  in  thus  approaching 
the  inapproachable.  Violent  storms  enveloped 
the  mountain  to  its  very  base  in  fire-riven  folds 
of  darkness.  Great  rocks  came  ruining  down 
its  precipitous  sides,  or  fell  from  the  clouds, 
and  night  succeeded  night  with  no  intervening 
comfort  of  light.  The  people  fled  in  terror 
from  their  quaking  homes,  and  scourges  of 
bitter  rain  and  biting  hail  drove  them  far  out 
upon  the  plains.  These  tremendous  convul- 
sions threw  them  prostrate  with  fear  with  their 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.      45 

faces  in  the  dust.  For  dust,  as  though  the 
mountain  were  ground  to  powder,  filled  the 
air,  and  has  filled  it  many  and  many  a  time 
since  in  the  region  about  the  base  of  the  peak, 
in  commemoration  of  those  days  of  reproof, 
when  the  stricken  inhabitants  of  the  earth 
realized  that  they  were  but  as  the  dust  of  it, 
and  were  bowed  in  sack-cloth  and  ashes.  At 
last  when  the  anger  of  the  Manitou  was 
appeased  the  clouds  of  wrath  rolled  away,  and 
the  sun  and  moon  and  blue  sky  came  once 
more.  What  was  the  bewilderment  and  awe 
of  every  beholder  to  see  that  the  top  of  the 
sacred  mountain  had  disappeared  altogether, 
and  no  longer  reached  more  than  half  way  to 
the  gate  of  heaven.  Mortals  should  never 
again  pass  over  that  lofty  stairway.  The 
presumptuous  ambassadors  of  the  people  had 
been  hurled  from  the  high  threshold,  and  the 
top  of  the  mountain  cast  upon  them,  like 
^Etna  on  Enceladus.  It  is  a  wonder  that  no 
Spanish  priest  has  here  woven  in  some  fable  of 
confusion  of  tongues  and  dispersion  of  races, 
but  it  comes  later  in  the  story. 

Though   with    angry  reproof,    their   prayer 


46      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

had  been  answered.  For  on  the  plain  before 
them,  at  the  foot  of  the  great  peak,  rose  their 
colossal  Palladium,  that  very  threshold  stone 
of  heaven,  the  topmost  step  of  the  stairway  of 
spirits,  the  summit  and  crown  of  the  old  peak, 
still  bearing  upon  it  the  Great  Face  of  the 
Manitou.  Never  again  were  the  people  pre- 
sumptuous in  their  religion;  and  never  again 
was  the  Face  concealed  from  them,  however 
heavy  the  clouds  upon  the  peak,  except  when 
the  spirits  were  displeased  with  the  nation. 

To  this  day  whoever  looks  from  any  point 
on  the  site  of  the  old  capital  of  the  aborigines, 
where  now  stands  the  City  of  Colorado 
Springs,  the  city  of  refuge,  can  still  see  the 
calm,  benignant  features  of  the  old  god  of 
these  early  Aztecs,  on  the  side  of  Cameron's 
Cone,  the  old  summit  of  the  discrowned  peak. 
The  snows  of  winter  hide  its  features  for 
weeks  at  times;  and  when  the  noonday  sun 
shines  full  in  its  face,  the  ancient  superiority 
of  the  day-god  is  shown,  for  the  features  are 
then  an  indistinguishable  mass  of  light  and 
shadow.  But  through  Spring,  Summer,  and 
Autumn,  in  the  afternoon  shade,  or  in  the 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.      47 

fullness  of  the  morning  light,  it  towers  in  the 
west  like  a  clear  vision.  More  majestic  than 
the  Zeus  Otricoli,  grander  in  design  and  pro- 
portions than  the  fabled  dream  of  carven 
Athos,  it  stands  as  the  most  perfect,  the  sub- 
limest  of  the  sculptures  with  which  unaided 
Nature  or  the  skill  of  man  has  adorned  the 
earth.  One  is  slow  to  believe  that  Nature 
alone  could  so  closely  mimic  the  majesty  of 
art,  but  it  is  impossible  that  Aztec  hands  could 
have  wrought  out  such  a  colossal  conception. 

"  'Twas  Nature's  will  who  sometimes  undertakes 
For  the  reproof  of  human  vanity 
Art  to  outstrip  in  her  peculiar  walk." 

To  one  who  would  learn  how  step  by  step 
the  savage  mind  groped  onward,  "through 
Nature  up  to  Nature's  God,"  it  is  clearer  than 
all  theological  lectures. 

For  many  generations  the  favored  nation 
increased  in  strength  and  intelligence.  But  at 
length  a  barbarian  host,  apparently  from  the 
northeast,  came  pressing  upon  them  with  the 
sweeping  onslaught  of  a  herd  of  buffaloes, 
with  the  fierceness  of  mountain  lions.  It  may 
likely  have  been  this  very  invasion  which 


48      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

furnished  to  the  laureate  Southey  the  material 
for  his  noblest  epic,  the  story  of  Madoc  and 
the  Aztecas  'of  the  Missouri  Valley.  The 
religious  people  of  the  peak,  relying  upon 
their  gods  alone,  fell  back  before  them  until 
their  very  sanctuary  was  oppressed  and 
profaned. 

It  is  true  that  in  earlier  times,  when  they 
were  weaker  in  number  and  skill  at  war,  such 
reliance  had  not  been  disregarded.  For  once 
a  host  of  giants  and  of  monsters  had  attacked 
them  from  the  hostile  north,  before  whom  all 
resistance  had  seemed  utterly  vain.  And  then 
a  great  wonder  had  taken  place.  The  Manitou 
had  turned  his  mountain  face,  even  as  the  face 
of  an  ^Egis,  upon  the  invading  bands,  and 
straightway  each  and  all  had  changed  to  stone! 
It  was  a  terrible  sight  indeed  for  future 
enemies  to  behold  that  gorgonized  army  of 
granite  giants  standing  athwart  all  paths 
approaching  from  the  north  or  northeast,  no 
longer  besiegers,  but  unwilling  and  silent 
defenders  whom  no  foe  had  yet  found  courage 
to  approach.  And  though  flood  and  tempest 
have  overthrown  and  buried  many  of  them, 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       49 

yet  by  Austin  Bluffs  and  still  more  in  the 
strange,  grim  forms  which  give  name  to  the 
world-famous  Monument  Park,  the  routed 
remnants  of  that  ancient  army  may  still  be 
seen,  some  standing  defiant  with  shield  and 
club  uplifted  to  meet  the  crash  of  Death's 
petrific  mace,  some  crouching  in  eternized 
horror  at  their  impending  doom. 

But  though  the  present  had  living  witnesses 
of  the  truth  of  this  encouraging  tradition,  yet 
the  children  of  the  Manitou  had  no  longer  any 
right  to  expect  such  needless  intervention,  and 
finally,  encouraged  by  supernatural  signs  they 
turned  against  their  enemies  and  repulsed 
them  from  their  shrines.  But  on  the  day  after 
the  battle  the  sun  arose  eclipsed,  clouds  veiled 
the  hills,  and  a  great  flood  rolled  southward 
from  the  mountain  valleys.  When  light  was 
restored  to  them  after  a  long  tempest,  lo,  the 
air  was  filled  with  omens.  As  once  before 
beasts  and  birds  were  passing  southward  in  the 
path  of  the  waters,  winds  were  blowing  and 
strange  clouds  drifting  in  the  same  direction. 
The  scouts  brought  word  of  a  mighty  muster- 
ing of  myriads  of  the  enemy  from  the  north. 


5O      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

In  the  midnight  sky  auroral  warriors,  red  with 
slaughter,  danced  the  war  dance  and  menaced 
them  with  destruction.  And  most  terrible,, 
most  astounding  of  all,  the  Great  Face  which 
had  hitherto  turned  lovingly  and  fully  upon 
them,  now  looked  away  to  the  south!  It,  too,, 
had  been  eclipsed  and  turned  in  a  single  day. 
There  was  but  one  interpretation  of  the 
omens.  Plainly  they  were  to  forsake  their  old 
kingdom,  which  had  grown  less  and  less 
fertile,  and  less  able  to  support  the  increas- 
ing numbers  of  later  generations.  But  all 
that  was  good  should  go  with  them.  The 
changed  face  of  the  Manitou  intimated  that 
his  watchful  care  would  still  follow  them  in 
their  new  home,  nor  would  he  look  with  favor 
upon  the  usurpers.  The  flood  of  water  told 
that  tides  of  fertility  awaited  them.  The 
departure  of  birds  and  beasts  in  advance  of 
their  march  showed  that  Nature  was  still  their 
faithful  steward.  Yet  they  felt  with  sadness 
that  because  they  had  allowed  sacrilegious 
invaders  to  violate  the  great  sanctuary,  they 
must  henceforth  be  expelled  from  the  imme- 
diate presence  of  the  Manitou. 


LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION.       51 

With  the  departure  of  this  interesting  peo- 
ple from  the  cradle  and  home  of  their  history, 
the  chapter  of  their  story  which  concerns  us 
most  is  led  to  a  natural  end.  Indeed  it  would 
be  difficult  to  continue  it,  for  such  records  of 
their  wanderings  as  have  been  found  are  vague 
and  incomplete;  no  two  writers  would  inter- 
pret them  alike.  For  these  people  mingled 
with  others  and  lost  their  individual  identity 
when  they  entered  the  broad  path  to  Mexico 
over  which  such  extensive  migrations  were 
then  passing.  The  history  of  no  one  of  the 
Nahuan  nations  is  intelligible  for  its  migratory 
period.  Though  the  progressive  line  of  archi- 
tectural ruins  stretching  across  the  plains  and 
down  the  valleys  of  New  Mexico  and  Arizona 
into  the  Aztec  empire,  would  seem  to  show  the 
finger  posts  of  the  great  marching  route  of 
these  nations,  yet  so  barren  are  the  records  of 
the  so-called  Cliff-Dwellers  and  other  early 
inhabitants  of  our  southwest  territory,  that 
many  historians  even  doubt  the  connection 
between  the  architects  of  Casa  Grande  and  of 
the  palace  of  the  Montezumas.  To  our  minds 
the  proofs  which  may  be  gathered  from  the 


52      LEGENDS  OF  THE  PIKE'S  PEAK  REGION. 

preceding  pages  are  sufficiently  conclusive  for 
our  purpose.  And  it  is  not  impossible  that 
further  researches  among  the  records  of  these 
mediaeval,  these  Dark  Ages  of  aboriginal 
history,  may  set  our  conclusions  beyond  the 
reach  of  skepticism.  If  our  little  sketch  be 
the  means  of  suggesting  to  one  reader  how 
much  there  is  of  pleasure,  of  poetry,  of  truth, 
of  religion,  in  Nature  and  natural  associa- 
tions,— if  it  be  the  means  of  prompting  more 
thorough  investigation  and  more  careful 
preservation  of  every  scrap  of  tradition  now 
vanishing  among  the  races  of  aboriginal 
America,  we  shall  feel  that  it  has  not  been 
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