In a secluded mountain village, five brothers lived with their sister, Tuitdjyak. As she matured, they warned her to remain indoors during their hunting trips. Curiosity led her outside, where she heard distant singing calling her name. Terrified, she donned a wolverine-skin parka and teeth, transforming into a wolverine. When five wolves approached, she fled, climbing a spruce tree to escape as they circled below.
Source:
Ten’a Texts and Tales
(from Anvik, Alaska)
by John W. Chapman
The American Ethnological Society
Publications, Volume 6 (ed. Franz Boas)
E.J. Brill, Leyden, 1914
► Themes of the story
Forbidden Knowledge: Her curiosity leads her to defy her brothers’ instructions, resulting in unforeseen consequences.
Family Dynamics: The relationship between the protagonist and her brothers highlights themes of obedience, protection, and familial roles.
Conflict with Nature: The protagonist’s transformation and subsequent interactions with the wolves reflect a struggle between human and animalistic instincts.
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Told by Simon’s mother. The narrator says that this is a coast legend, and that she had it from her grandmother, who was a woman of Piamute.
There was once a little village in the mountains where there lived a single family of children, — five boys and their little sister. They did nothing but hunt deer. Fish they knew nothing about, for they were Wolf men. Outside the house, on poles stretched across the racks, how many deer-skins were to be seen, so many deer did they get! Neither did they eat anything but deer-meat. Meanwhile their younger sister was growing up, and in time she became a large girl, and finally she came to maturity. Then her brothers said to her, “Now, while we are off hunting, do not go out of the house. Only when we are in the house do you go out walking, and get the water also,” said they. “Now, Tuitdjyak, while we are away, don’t go out,” said they; for it was the time of her seclusion.
By and by winter drew near. All winter long they spoke to her in the same way, and she began to think it over. “Why do my brothers tell me this?” she thought.
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“I wonder what will happen to me if I go out, that they say this to me!” thought she. “Every day they tell me this,” thought she. At last she thought, “I will go out.” Her brothers went out on another trip. As she sat sewing, she put down her work and went out. She went out to the door, and stood there. “So,” thought she, “I have come out, and here I am, all right.” She went in and sat a while. Then she went back again outside, and listened. And then far away she heard the sound of singing. At that she went down into the house, and thought, “I wonder if this is why my brothers warned me!” and her heart beat fiercely for terror. She went out again and listened. Sure enough, there was singing. There! She heard her own name. “Tuidjyak, go in!” she heard. At that she climbed up into the cache. Bundles of wolverene-skins — many bundles she caught up, and looked through them, and took the good ones with long fur, and with the white parts very clear. She took them into the house, and wet them with warm water, stretched them, and went out again. When she had gone out, she looked up her brothers’ trail and saw five wolves. Sitting there, they sang, “A-yeq-ya, ya-yaq-ya, ho. Teen, Tuitdjyak, it-ka, ho.” She ran in, afraid. She put on the wolverene-skin like a parka, and pulled it around herself; and at the throat it was too short. Then she searched through her work-bag, and got a striped piece, and sewed it on; and again she pulled it around herself, and found that it was large enough. Again she searched in her work-bag, and found some beautiful wolverene’s teeth, and put them in her mouth. She took off the wolverene parka and the teeth and ran out. There they were, coming, close by. They saw her and sat down, and sang their song again. She ran in and put on the wolverene parka again, and put the teeth in her mouth. Then she rushed around the room in the shape of a wolverene. Up to the top of the house they went, and ripped it up with their teeth. Meanwhile the woman was running around as a wolverene. The wolverene made a dash among them, and ran along their trail. They looked, then they too went after her there. While she goes bounding along, over here, close after her they follow. Beside the path stood a great spruce. She caught it and scrambled up. They ran around underneath her, but they could only look up. Then she pushed back her little hood. “My brothers,” said she, “whenever you kill a deer, won’t you please leave the entrails for me?” Then they went off and left her; and the woman came down, and she too went away.
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