Myths and Legends of the Great Plains — Quarrel of Sun and Moon - Omaha

_Omaha_ "I am out of patience with you," said Moon to Sun.

"Although I bring people together, you scatter them.

Thus many are lost."

"I have desired many people to grow," said Sun, "and so I have scattered them; but you have been putting them in darkness and thus have you been killing many with hunger.

Ho!

ye people!"

called the Sun.

"Many of you shall mature.

I will look down on you from above.

I

will direct you, whatever you do."

Then Moon said, "And I, too, will dwell so.

I will collect you; when it is dark, you shall assemble in full numbers, and sleep.

I myself will rule you, whatever you do.

And we shall walk in the road, one after the other.

I will walk behind him."

Moon is just like a woman.

She always walks with a kettle on her arm.

WHY THE POSSUM PLAYS DEAD