Enormous mosquitoes once preyed upon humans. A woman, encountering one, climbed a tree to escape. She tricked the mosquito into giving her his spear, then fatally wounded him. The mosquito returned to his camp, where others attempted to aid him, but he died. The remaining mosquitoes pursued the woman but were thwarted by a medicineman’s strategy, leading to the extermination of the giant mosquitoes.
Source:
The Beaver Indians
by Pliny Earle Goddard
The American Museum of Natural History – Anthropological Papers
Volume X, Part 4
New York, 1912
► Themes of the story
Cunning and Deception: The woman’s clever tactics to deceive and ultimately kill the mosquito highlight the use of wit to overcome danger.
Mythical Creatures: The presence of giant, human-like mosquitoes introduces elements of mythical beings within the narrative.
Guardian Figures: The medicineman acts as a protector, devising a plan to safeguard the community from the mosquito threat.
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Learn more about the Dane-zaa people
Obtained from Ike, in English through John Bourassa
Long ago there used to be large mosquitoes which killed people. Once when a company of people was traveling along, a dog lost the load off his back. As a woman was looking for the lost bag she suddenly saw a canoe with someone in it paddling around a point. The woman thought immediately as she saw him that he must be one of the kind who were accustomed to kill people and that he would kill her. She climbed a tree to escape him. As he was coming up the tree after her she called to him, “Do not come up the tree for your moose,” meaning himself. “The tree leans over the river and your moose will fall in the river and be lost if you kill me here. Wait, and I will come down and then you can kill me.” Agreeing to this, he went a little way from the tree while the woman came down.
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She started to run and cross the point around which the river made a long bend. The mosquito jumped into his canoe and paddled around the point. When the woman saw him coming she climbed another tree which leaned over the river. He was about to pass under the tree when the woman let fall some urine on him. He wondered where water could be coming from for the sun was shining. Looking up he said, “Oh, my moose is sitting on the tree.” He started to climb the tree after her, holding his spear in his hand. When he was close the woman told him to give her his spear while he climbed up. “I will give it back to you when you get up here and you may stab me with it,” she said. He gave her the spear and she went further up the tree with it. When he came up close to her she speared him on the crown of his head. The man fell down. Holding the spear up as it was still sticking in his head he started home, crying, “The moose is killing me; the’ moose is killing me.”
He came back to the camp still holding the spear which he was unable to pull out. When he came near the camp the mosquitoes all ran out saying, “Oh, the moose killed a man.” When they had tried in vain to get the spear out they sent for a smart man to see if he could do it. This man advised driving the spear down through as the easiest way to remove it. They did this, driving the spear down through so it came out under his chin. The man died.
The mosquitoes then decided to follow the woman’s track since she could not be far from the camp. When the mosquitoes were near the camp of the people a medicineman advised that mooseskins should be hung all around where the mosquitoes were camped, so that the larger ones at least would not be able to come through. They did this and only the small mosquitoes, those of the present size, were able to come through the holes in the skins. All the big ones were killed with the aid of the medicineman.
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