The Five Water-spirits
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Thirty Indian Legends
Once upon a time a gray, old man lived on the top of a mountain, where
he could see glimpses of the sea. He had a lodge made of birch bark
that shone like silver in the sun.
He had five beautiful daughters, whose names were Su, Mi, Hu, Sa, and
Er.[1]
One day the youngest said, "My sisters, come and we will go and play
near the broad, blue sea, where the waves beat against the rocks." So
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away they ran out of the lodge and down the mountain side. They were
all dressed in robes of snow-white foam, that fluttered far behind them
as they ran. Their sandals were of frozen water-drops, and their wings
of painted wind. On they scampered over valley and plain, until they
came to a tall, bare rock as high as a mountain.
Then the youngest cried, "Sisters, here is a dreadful leap, but if we
are afraid, and go back, our father will laugh at us." So, like birds,
they all plunged with a merry skip down the side of the rock. Then
"Ha-ha," they cried, "let us try again." So up to the top they
climbed, laughing with joy, and down once more they went, nor ever
stopped, laughing like girls on a holiday.
The day wore on till sunset, and still they laughed and played. The
round moon came up, and by its silvery light they sprang from the tall,
bare rock, and climbed joyously up its side again.
Next morning, when the sun arose, the rock was no longer bare. Over
its stony side poured great sheets of foaming water, and in the foam
still played the five sisters. They never reached the sea, and there
they still play, giving to us the beautiful Niagara Falls. Sometimes,
if you look closely, their forms may be seen in the white foam, but
always in the sunny spray you may see their sandals and their wings.
[1] Su, Superior; Mi, Michigan; Hu, Huron; Sa, St. Clair; Er, Erie.