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INDIAN LEGEND of FANTASY CANYON
The Indian legend
concerning Fantasy Canyon was told to George E. Stewart by Muse
Harris, known to the Indians as Chief Red Moose, and was printed in
the Salt Lake Tribune on July 16, 1972. We quote the legend as
follows:
"One day, the story goes,
the evil creatures of the nether regions, tired of living in the
dark and dank, decided to dig up to the surface and take over
everything above and below the earth. They dug and the ground
trembled and rumbled.
Two coyotes, curious, as
all coyotes are, couldn't resist the urge to investigate. The pair
discovered the plot of the creatures from down under and in a trice
howled the alarm to all their fellow mortals round about.
A great council was held to
decide what to do. It would take more than mortal power to stop the
invasion of these supernatural beings, this they understood.
Finally, they determined to send for the greatest medicine man they
knew.
Two eagles flew with the
summons and on the very first day, they found the great one in his
mountain vastness.
The wild horses set up a
relay of the fleetest stallions on earth; they bore the mighty one
with the speed of the wind over mountains, rivers, valleys and
plains. And it was none too soon, for as he came up Whiteriver, the
Sachem could see the red light in the sky where the underworld
denizens had broken through.
First he called on the Wind
of the West and a great hurricane blew, carrying dust, dirt, rocks
and trees to fill in the awful hole. But all this went for naught,
it fell through to be burned in fires down below.
Then the Rain God was asked
for help and he sent water in clouds and torrents, but it vanished
away in steam and mist, while the Devil Chief laughed loud and long
and his minions screamed with glee.
The Sachem called to the
God of the North, "Help us, help us", he chanted and drummed, "Oh,
Great Lord of Ice and Snow" .
Help came as swift as an
arrow; intense, deep, bitter cold. The North God caught the
denizens of the deep as they gathered to spread over the world. In
the wink of an eye he turned them all to ice. The devil Chief, the
Great Mother Witch, the magician, and all the rest stand there just
as they stood at the instant the cold struck long ago.
When the warmth came back,
again the west wind blew and as the ice melted, the dust took its
place and now the monsters stand in the pit they dug, all of them
turned to stone. It is a warning to the evil ones down in hell to
leave the good green earth alone."
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