Coyote was so angry, he
called for Tick’s brother and sister
and demanded them to tell him
what happened because he didn’t
remember. Brother and sister Tick
didn’t want to tell Coyote because
his anger frightened them.

Coyote growled very loud
and threatened, “I will call upon
Rain to come if you don’t tell me.
Rain will wash you all away!”

Brother and Sister Tick
begged him not to call on Rain and
they told Coyote what happened.
But, as usual, Coyote just an-
swered, “That’s what I thought.”

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“North Wind! We are so glad to see you. Please, blow your cool
breeze and cool us off!” the animals shouted, as they jumped up and
down with joy. “North Wind, we are so glad to see you!” sighed the
trees. “Our leaves are waiting for you to blow them off. It’s getting
late and soon the snow will fall!”

North Wind was glad his friends all missed him. “I will help you
all,” said North Wind, “but I am going to teach Coyote a lesson.”

North Wind blew very very gently the first day.

Coyote hollered at North Wind, “Blow harder! It’s warm today!”

North Wind just looked the other way and gently ruffled the
leaves as he passed over the trees.

The second day, the sun shone very bright. North Wind was
blowing just a tiny bit harder.

Coyote went out into the desert to hunt. As he walked and ran
through the sagebrush chasing rabbits, he became very warm. He
called to the North Wind, “Can’t you blow harder?” But North Wind
closed his ears and gently rippled the grass as he moved across the
fields.


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But to Coyote’s surprise, it
wasn’t a person! It was an old tree
stump. Coyote’s elbow caught in
the rotted stump. Although he
pulled hard, he could not get his
elbow out of the stump. Coyote
began to howl and scream for help.
He made so much noise that all the
birds of the forest came flying to
see what was the matter.

The birds all took turns
pecking at the stump trying to set
Coyote free. At last Woodpecker
came and pecked the wood away
from Coyote’s elbow. Coyote was
free at last!



Level IV Book 5




Indian art is very close to nature. Indian art very often is
made from natural materials and is given life through the
natural elements: ground, fire, air and water. Many paints are
made from boiling berries, bark roots and different types
of dirt.

The bark of the cedar tree makes a deep brown color. The
color yellow is made from the willow tree. Charcoal made the
color black. Many other materials are used to make different
colors. The color pigments are mixed with animal fats in small
stone bowls or pots especially made for that purpose.

The Indian people long ago painted on rawhide. Rawhide
is the hard dry skin of the deer. The rawhide was used to make
drums and Indian suitcases. Suitcases are “Suptaki” when
pronounced in the Warm Springs language. The old Indian
people long ago painted their bodies in time of sorrow or when
dancing. They even painted their tepees.

They drew pictures on rocks, cliffs and trees. Designs
were made with porcupine quills and beads sewn on their deer
skin clothing. Sometimes the paint from berries was also used
to decorate clothing.

This is the story my grandmother told me of how Coyote
painted the birds.

15


Crow saw the beautiful head
of the Woodpecker and said to
Coyote, “When you paint me, do
not be stingy with the red paint. I
want to be red all over!” Alarmed,
Coyote said, “But this is all the red
paint I have!” The crow screeched,
“Go and find some more. I want to
be red all over and be the most
beautiful bird in the world!”

“All right,” Coyote replied,
“shut your eyes, and I will paint
you red all over.” Crow shut his
eyes and Coyote painted him. But
when Crow opened his eyes, he
was painted black instead of the
beautiful red.

Crow was very angry and
scolded Coyote, “Caw! Caw! Caw!”

Coyote shook his finger at
Crow. “I thanked you for helping to
set me free from the stump but you
wanted the best paint. After this,
be satisfied with what people are
willing to give you.”

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Coyote was walking along a
trail one day. He was in a very
angry mood. He was angry with
everyone and was looking for
trouble. As he walked along with
his head down, he passed an In-
dian. Coyote spoke to the Indian
but the Indian did not answer. This
made Coyote very angry. Coyote,
still walking with his head down,
walked over to the Indian and jab-
bed him as hard as he could in the
ribs with his elbow.

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While Coyote watched Tick,
he got an idea. Coyote stood inside
the door waiting for Tick to come
back with the water. Just as Tick
stepped inside, Coyote jumped
right on top of poor Tick, and flat-
tened him. Tick didn’t know what
happened to him. Because he was a
good Tick, the Great Spirit always
took care of him.

Tick called out to his sweat
house, “Run away! Run away!”
Tick grabbed onto the sweat house
so Coyote could not catch them.

Coyote was so angry he
called Tick names. Tick called out
once more and ordered his whole
camp to run away. “Take the
sweat house and the big tepee and
all the deer meat.” The whole camp
ran away. It knocked Coyote end
over end. Some time later, after
being knocked out, he came to.

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Coyote was walking along through the sagebrush one day,
hunting for a rabbit to eat. Coyote was very hungry. He had not eaten
for two days. “I think I will visit Tick,” said Coyote to himself. “Maybe
he will give me some dried deer meat.”

As Coyote came upon Tick’s camp, he could smell the stew
simmering over the fire. Tick heard Coyote coming through the sage-
brush and called to him, “Coyote! I’m so glad to see you! Come and
have some lunch with me!”

Coyote went into the tepee and Tick gave Coyote a very large
bowl of stew. Coyote was so hungry, he ate two bowls of stew and then
licked the pot clean.

“Please, take some of my dried deer meat home with you,
Coyote,” said Tick. 27




Coyote and the North Wind


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 mem-
bers are:

* Warren Clements — Warm Springs
Chairman

+ Clement Azure — Devils Lake Sioux

+ Walter Moffett — Nez Perce

+ Emmett Oliver — Quinault

+ Bob Parsley — Chippewa

+ Lloyd Smith — Warm Springs

+ Max Snow

+ Jeanne Thomas — Yakima


Coyote and The Crow

13


Long ago,the Indian people lived out in the open air more
than they do now. Wind was an important part of nature to
them. The wind carried clouds to different parts of the country
and cleaned the odors from the air.

The wind helped to cool the hot, dry summer days. Wind
helped to dry the clothes after a good washing in the river.
Wind also helped to dry the meat and the fish, as it hung to dry
for the long winter.

This is a story my mother told me of Coyote and the North
Wind. I will share it with you. Maybe you will be able to tell it to
someone someday.


“You birds have been so nice
to me this morning,” Coyote said,
smiling. “I am going to do some-
thing very nice for you. I will take
by Indian paints made from ber-
ries and bark dyes and make you
very beautiful!”

Coyote took his brush and
paints and painted the birds.

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Coyote tried four times and
failed each time. Coyote called to
his brother and sister, “Come out
and help me! Tell me what ’m
doing wrong!” They answered him
saying, “No, you do it yourself. You
always know more than anyone, or
at least you think you do!”

Coyote became angry. “Ill
make it rain hard, if you don’t help
me.” he growled.

His brother and sister didn’t
like to hunt in the mud, so they
agreed to help him.

Coyote’s brother and sister
told him, “Set your trap over on top
of the knoll on that hill.” As
always, Coyote said, “That is just
what I thought.” Coyote acted like
he knew it all the time. Without
even thanking them, Coyote set off
to trap the North Wind.

He set the trap on top of the
knoll just as they had
told him. The next day, Coyote
trapped the North Wind.

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Coyote was so happy at his
success, he danced and sang two
whole days and nights. The wind
didn’t blow for a long time. Coyote
kept North Wind trapped on top of
the knoll.


Many years ago when ani-
mals lived like people, Coyote was
angry with North Wind. When
Coyote was hunting, the North
Wind would blow the grass and
scare away the rabbits. When
Coyote would try to sleep, the
North Wind would wake him up.

Coyote decided he would
trap the North Wind. Coyote set all
kinds of traps of many sizes. He set
them by the river. He set them in
the tops of trees. He set them in the
tall grasses or wherever he could
see the wind blowing things. He
worked very hard but could not
trap the North Wind. North Wind
was just too fast for him.





The Indian people long ago lived very close to nature.
They lived in huts made of tule reeds and slept on mattresses
made of fir boughs. They covered themselves with clothing
and blankets made of animal hides. The people observed the
winds, the sun, and the moon. They watched how these things
affected all life here on earth. They also watched the birds and
animals, noticing how they lived, learning many things from
them. The insects were another part of life the Indians had to
live with. In watching them, they learned which ones were
poisonous and which ones were edible.

Tick was an insect the Indians always had to be careful
of, for he always was the first insect to come out in the Spring.
Many stories were told about him. This is the story my father
told me.

Long ago when the Indian people and the animals could
talk to each other, there lived a Tick. Tick lived in a nice big
tepee, and had built a very fine sweat house beside the river.

Tick was very good to everyone. So, the Great Spirit
blessed him with a nice place to live and plenty of deer meat,
eels and all good things to eat. Tick was so good, he shared all
that he had.

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Booklets available in the Level IV 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, II and III sequences.

1.

2.

3.

4.

5.

Warm Springs Animal Stories
The Confederated Tribes of the Warm Springs
Reservation of Oregon

Snail Women at Sq*a’le

The Suquamish Tribe of the Port Madison
Reservation

Blue Jay — Star Child/Basket Woman
Muckleshoot Tribe

Assiniboine Woman Making Grease
Assiniboine Tribe of the Fort Peck Reservation
Coyote

The Confederated Tribes of the Warm Springs
Reservation of Oregon

6. How the Summer Season Came

7.

Assiniboine Tribe of the Fort Belknap
Reservation
Little Weasel’s Dream

Salish and Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

8. Fort Hall Stories

9.

10.

ll.

Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the Fort Hall
Reservation

The Bear Tepee

Northern Cheyenne Tribe

Sioux Stories and Legends

Sioux Tribe of the Fort Peck Reservation
Kootenai Stories

Salish and Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

12.

13.

14,

15.

16.

Chief Mountain’s Medicine
Gros Ventre Tribe from the Fort Belknap
Reservation

Coyote the Trickster
Burns Paiute Reservation

Running Free
Shoalwater Bay

Salish Coyote Stories
Salish and Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

Coyote and the Cowboys
Shoshone-Bannock Tribes of the Fort Hall
Reservation

17. Napi’s Journey

18.

19.

Blackfeet Tribe

Warm Springs Stories

The Confederated Tribes of the Warm Springs
Reservation of Oregon

Tepee Making

Salish and Kootenai Tribes of the Flathead
Reservation

20. Baskets and Canoes

21.

Skokomish Tribe

Warrior People
Blackfeet Tribe


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% Stories and Legends of the Northwest





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Copyright © 1981 by the Confederated Tribes of the Warm Springs Reservation of Oregon
All rights reserved.

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of the National Institute of Education. It does not, however, necessarily reflect the
views of that agency.

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Coyote woke up early on the
third day and went to the river to
wash his clothes. As Coyote hung
his clothes up to dry, he thought to
himself, “Hmm, North Wind is
blowing a little harder than yes-
terday but still not hard enough to
dry these clothes.” So Coyote
called to North Wind, “Blow har-
der! My clothes are wet! Can’t you
blow harder?”

North Wind was busy blow-
ing flower seeds across the
meadow.


“Is this hard enough?”
howled the North Wind. He blew
Coyote head over heels, rolling
him down the hill and knocking
him out.

When he woke up he told his
brother and sister, “Oh, I just went
to sleep for awhile.”

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THE INDIAN READING SERIES
Stories and Legends of the Northwest

Coyote and the North Wind
Coyote and the Crow

Coyote and the Tick
Level IV Book 5

By members of the Warm Springs
Reservation Committee

Verbena Green, Coordinator
Jackie Estimo

Lillie Heath

Viola Kalama

Stella McKinley

Clara Moody

Ada Sooksoit

Christine Tom

Felix Wallulatum
Wilson Wewa, Jr.

Debra Smith, Illustrator
Carol Allison, Illustrator

Illustrated by Carol Allison

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



VERBENA GREENE

CAROL ALLISON

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After a while it became
Woodpecker’s turn to be painted.
There was only a little bit of the
beautiful red paint left in the rock
pot. It was very hard to get. And
Coyote only had a very little bit
left. Coyote thought to himself,
“Woodpecker was so good and did
the most work. I will use this pre-
cious paint on him.” Coyote took
the beautiful red paint and put it
all over Woodpecker’s head.

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28

After they finished their meal, Tick invited Coyote to a sweat
bath in his nice sweat house. “It will make you feel better after all the
hunting you have been doing,” said Tick, being very polite. Tick built
a fire to heat the rocks. As they were sitting inside the sweat house,
Coyote noticed the sweat house melted the fat on the deer ribs,
making the fat drip and sizzle deliciously along the roof.

Coyote could not let that nice, tasty fat go to waste. He went
from one place to the other, opening his mouth and catching the
dripping fat.

The second day Tick asked Coyote, “Please stay and sweat with
me again.” “I would be glad to,” said Coyote greedily. He was thinking
of the sizzling fat dripping in the sweat house. The third day, as Coyote
was sitting in the sweat house, Coyote became even more greedy and
was thinking of a plan to take Tick’s camp and food away from him.

Tick got up from his seat in the sweat house and picked up a
bucket. He went outside to get some water to pour on the hot rocks for
more steam.


Coyote and Tick

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Then one day, Coyote became
very warm. The sun was shining
very bright. Coyote thought of
North Wind trapped on top of the
knoll on the hill. Coyote decided to
let North Wind loose.

“North Wind will blow a cool
breeze,” thought Coyote.

Coyote was singing as he
climbed to the top of the knoll. He
was thinking. “How cool North
Wind will feel blowing through my
fur.”

Coyote let North Wind out of
the trap. “Blow North Wind! It is so
warm today. You might do us some
good!” said Coyote in a rude voice.

North Wind was free once
more to blow across the trees and
grasses.

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The fourth day came and North Wind was blowing a little
harder than he was yesterday.

Coyote went off to pick berries with the other animals. Skunk
was picking huckleberries from a bush next to Coyote. “That North
Wind only blows when you don’t want him to!”, Coyote said to Skunk.

“You just want your own way,” said Skunk and walked away.

Coyote went over to Porcupine who was picking berries near
the river. “I trapped the North Wind!” boasted Coyote, “He’s not as
windy as he thinks he is!”

The animals picked up their baskets of berries and walked away
from Coyote. They didn’t like to hear Coyote talk about their friend
that way.

North Wind peeked at them from behind one of the clouds he
was chasing across the sky.

The morning of the fifth day, Coyote woke up and sleepily
crawled out of his tepee. He had been up late cleaning his berries and
spreading them out to dry. North Wind saw Coyote and blew across
the hill with a strong gust of wind.