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soon as they found that Tu-chai-pai was dead, all living things
came together from the mountains and the valleys, all men and
all animals to mourn for him. The dove that lives here went away
to seek her mate upon a high white mountain, and when she came
back there was blood on her wings, the blood of her father. Then
they went on a high mountain, and set up two tablets, one to the
East, and another to the West, and on these tablets were written
the number of the days of the fiesta of the death of Tu-chai-
pai.  So the men wanted to bury him, and they made a great
funeral pyre, and were going to set fire to it, but the coyote
would not agree to this, and the men were afraid of him. So the
men sent him very far to the East; and when he was far away he
saw the plume of smoke rising up, and came hurrying back.  "What
are you burning?"  "We are burning nothing."  Then they sent him
away again, far towards the sunset; but when he looked back
again he s