16

Seizing his pick, the hunter began at once
to dig at the foot of the elk-shaped rock.

All day long he worked, digging eagerly.

Just as the sun was sinking, he came upon the treasure —
great heaps of glittering hai qui.


10

“T will be rich!” cried the hunter.

“Men shall call me Tyee — Chief — Great One!”

He bade farewell to the elk.

He went back to his lodge, seized his elk-horn pick
and set forth toward Mount Tacobad.


20

Then the otters uttered a strange, sad cry
and dove beneath the waters of the lake.

The thunder monster went CRAAASH and WHOOOOOO
across the sky.

The wind began to howl and shriek,
and snow swirled fiercely down on the hunter.

The storm increased.

The might of the mountain formed voices which shrieked,
“Hai qui, hai qui, hai qui...”


The Man Who Loved Shell Money



Booklets available in the Level III sequence are listed below. Numbers refer to the planned sequence of use
in the Teacher’s Manual. Materials developed by these tribes and others in the Northwest are included in

the Levels I and II sequences.

1 Story of the Seasons
The Confederated Tribes of the
Warm Springs Reservation of Oregon

2 The Beginning of the Earth
The Confederated Tribes of the
Warm Springs Reservation of Oregon
3 The Blacktail Dance
Blackfeet Tribe

4 How Marten Got His Spots
Kootenai Cultural Committee of
The Confederated Salish and
Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

5 Lost in the Fog
Jamestown-Clallam Tribe

6 How to Be a Friend
The Confederated Tribes of the
Warm Springs Reservation of Oregon
7 How the Morning and Evening Stars
Came to Be
Assiniboine and Sioux Tribes of the
Fort Peck Reservation
8 Raccoon’s Black Eyes and Ringed Tail
Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the
Fort Hall Reservation

9 Coyote and Old Lady
Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the
Fort Hall Reservation

10 Coyote and Trout
Kootenai Cultural Committee of
The Confederated Salish and
Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

11 How the Milky Way Got into the Sky
The Confederated Tribes of the
‘Warm Springs Reservation of Oregon

12 Inkdomi and the Buffalo
Assiniboine and Sioux Tribes of the
Fort Peck Reservation

13 Medicine Horse
Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the
Fort Hall Reservation

14 The Good Hunter and Fisherman
Jamestown-Clallam Tribe

15 The Wild Buffalo Ride
Blackfeet Tribe

161 Ama Rock
Crow Tribal Historical and Cultural
Commission

17 The Man Who Loved Shell Money
Skokomish Tribe

18 Old Man Napi
Blackfeet Tribe

19 The Turtle Who Went to War
Assiniboine and Sioux Tribes of the
Fort Peck Reservation

20 Coyote and the Mean Mountain Sheep
Salish Cultural Committee of
The Confederated Salish and
Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

For order information and prices of the above booklets and the Teacher’s Manual, contact the publisher:

Educational Systems, Inc.
2360 Southwest 170th Street
Beaverton, Oregon 97005

(503) 649-7516


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Mi) THE INDIAN READING SERIES:
_% Stories and Legends of the Northwest



14

The hunter was up before the sun.

Just as dawn glowed rosy over the snow,
he reached the mountain top.

There before him, as Duquakub had said,
was the lake of black water.

And rising from it were the giant rocks of the salmon,
the elk and the camas root.


One day Duquakub, the great elk,
appeared before the hunter.

“IT know where you can find more hai qui than any man
in your village?’ he said.

The hunter listened eagerly.


29



26

He started slowly down the mountain.

After a long while, he came to a lodge.

An old, white-haired woman sat in front of it.

He did not know her and passed by.

But she called him back.

Lo, it was his own wife and his own lodge.

Not two short nights, but many, many years had passed
since he had left her.




Long ago, there lived a hunter in the fragrant pine woods

at the base of the Great White Tacobad Mountain.
Although he followed the game

and fished in the rivers and lakes,

more than anything else he loved hai qui — shell money.








Man
Who
Loved
Shell

Money

The Indian Reading Series

Level III Book 17



“Go to the top of the mountain,’ said Duquakub.
“You will find a valley cleft out of the rock
and a lake of black, black water.
On the shores of this lake lie three giant rocks.
One is shaped like a salmon, one like the camas root
and one like me, an elk.
Beneath the elk’s head, dig.
You will find great, shining strings of hai qui.
When you have it,
show your thanks to the Changer
by placing one string on each of the rocks.”




28

From then on the old man sat at his lodge door
and gave friendly greeting to all.
To those in need he gave hai qui,
and to those in trouble he gave good counsel.
And there he lived, pleased in his heart,
in the wisdom and peace he had learned
from the Great White Tacobad.




There came a time when he thought of nothing but hai qui.
He would steal the lip jewels of women.
He would steal shell money and would snatch
strings of shells from children’s necks.
The Evil One dwelt in his heart, whispering always,
“Hai qui, more hai qui”


18

His eyes glowed like fire.
From his lips came word songs like the laughter
of the loon.
He dug his hands deep into the shining shells
and slipped the strings over his neck and arms.
He did not think of the Changer
and offered no thanks.
Instead, clutching the hai qui tightly to his bosom,
he started down the mountain.


24

When the hunter awoke, the sun was shining.
All was the same as it had been before.
Yet, somehow it was different.
His hair hung as white as the snow of Mount Tacobad.
He was hungry and stiff, but he thought no more
of hai qui.
In his heart was a calm peace, like the calmness
of the mountain, majestic and serene.


Developed by the Pacific Northwest Indian Reading and Language Development Program
Northwest Regional Educational Laboratory, 710 Southwest Second Avenue, Portland, Oregon 97204

Copyright ©1978 by the Skokomish Tribe
All rights reserved

‘The work upon which this publication is based was performed pursuant to Contract
No. 400-76-0048, with the Educational Equity Group/Multicultural Bilingual Division
of the National Institute of Education. It does not, however, necessarily reflect the
views of that agency.

This publication is not printed at the expense of the Federal Government.
Published by Educational Systems, Inc., 2360 Southwest 170th Street, Beaverton, Oregon 97005

Printed and bound in the United States of America






<--->) THE INDIAN READING SERIES:

Stories and Legends of the Northwest

The Man Who Loved Shell Money
Level II Book 17

Edith Cusack

Jeanne Evernden

Bruce Miller

Georgia Oliver, Consultant
Wilma Petty

Seahtlhuk (Gary Hillaire)

Bernice Lozier Tanewasha
Charlotte Williams

A Skokomish Legend
As told by Bruce Miller
Illustrated by Bruce Miller

Joseph Coburn, Director
Pacific Northwest Indian Program
Northwest Regional Educational Laboratory



22

The hunter tried to please the evil forces.
He groaned as he cast his precious strings away,
one by one.
It was as though he gave up a part of his very self.
When he had flung the last one from him,
he fell to the ground exhausted,
his eyelids closed in sleep.


THE INDIAN READING SERIES: Stories and Legends of the
Northwest is a collection of authentic material cooperatively devel-
oped by Indian people from twelve reservations. Development ac-
tivities are guided by a Policy Board which represents the Indian
community of the Pacific Northwest. The Pacific Northwest Indian
Reading and Language Development Program Policy Board members
are:

* Warren Clements — Warm Springs
Chairman

* Morrie Jimenez — Klamath

« Joan Kennerly — Blackfeet

Walter Moffett — Nez Perce

« Emmett Oliver — Quinault

* Bob Parsley — Chippewa

* Lloyd Smith — Warm Springs

* Max Snow

¢ Jeanne Thomas — Yakima


JEANNE EVERNDEN

Jeanne Evernden is a Skokomish Indian and was born and
raised on the Skokomish reservation near the Hood Canal in
Washington. She graduated from Irene 8, Reed High School
in Shelton and attended Haskell Indian School for two
years, where she took commercial courses. She has managed
the Tribal Smoke Shop and is now actively involved in the
Skokomish Language Project, which is developing an una-
bridged Skokomish dictionary. She also is the mother of
eight children and hopes The Indian Reading Series will
become a permanent part of the schooling system because
“Indian history and involvement are very important to our
young people”

BRUCE MILLER

Bruce Miller, a Skokomish Indian, has held art exhibitions
in Europe, South America and throughout the United
States. He was nominated for the Indian Arts Commission
Board for the Washington State Arts Commission, won the
Washington Bicentennial Playwrite Award for his play
Changer, and recently completed a screenplay, The Lord of
the House of the Maimed, to be aired as an EXXON special
on the CBS network. He presently is Director of the Skoko-
mish ‘Tribal Learning Center, has served as Coordinator for
the Skokomish Title IV Program and was Human Relations
Specialist and Counselor for the Seattle Public Schools, He
also has acted with theater groups such as Native American
Theater Ensemble (New York) and Red Earth Performing
Arts Company (Seattle), He attended the Institute of Amer-
ican Indian Arts, California College of Arts and Crafts, and
University of California at Berkeley. In addition, he has
received special training in stage direction and acting tech-
nique from, among others, Geraldine Page, Peter Brook
(three time winner at Cannes Film Festival for best direc-
tion) and Tom O’Horgan (director of Godspell, Hair and
Jesus Christ Superstar).

WILMA PETTY

Wilma Petty, a Skokomish Indian, was born and raised on
the Skokomish reservation. She graduated from Chemawa
Indian School in 1938 and has taken advanced coursework
in child psychology. She has served as Home School Coor-
dinator for Project Head Start and Supervisor of the Skoko-
mish Summer Recreation Program, For the past five years
she has been a Teacher's Aide at Hood Canal School and is
currently involved in the Skokomish Language Project,
which is developing a dictionary of the Skokomish lan-
guage. As the mother of five children, she “would like to see
‘The Indian Reading Series in public schools for non-Indian
as well as Indian children.”






12

The hunter climbed through the dense forest
toward the mighty rocks where the snow begins.
It was bitter cold.
That night he dreamed that strings of hai qui
were choking him about his neck.
But still he wanted more hai qui.