ep by hiding in a bush (_Bigelovia Douglasii_[9]) sometimes called
sage brush but it is not the true sage brush. The sheep came directly
toward him; he aimed his arrow at them, but before he could pull the bow
his arm stiffened and became dead and the sheep passed by. All the sheep
passed him, but he again headed them off by hiding in the stalks of a
large yucca.[10] The sheep passed within five steps of him, and again
when the time to pull the bow came his arm stiffened. The crow people
were watching him all the time. He again followed the sheep and got
ahead of them and hid behind a birch tree in bloom; he had his bow
ready, but as the sheep approached him they became gods. The first one
was Hasjelti, the second was Hostjoghon, the third was Naaskiddi, the
fourth one was Hadatchishi. At this strange metamorphosis the youth was
greatly alarmed, he dropped his bow and fell to the ground senseless.
Hasjelti stood at the east side of the youth, Hostjoghon to the south,
Naaskiddi to the west, and Hadatchishi to the north of him. Each had a
rattle, which was used to accompany the songs for the recovery of the
youth. They also traced with their rattle in the sand this emblem
[Illustration], meaning a figure of a man, and drew parallel lines at
the head and feet with the rattle. When this was done the youth
recovered and the gods had again assumed the form of sheep. They asked
the youth why he had tried to shoot them. "You see you are one of us,"
they said. The youth had become transformed into a sheep. "There is to
be a dance far off to the north beyond Ute Mountain; we want you to go
with us to the dance. We will dress you like ourselves and teach you to
dance; we will then go over the world." The brothers who watched from
the mesa top wondered what the trouble could be. They could not see the
gods. They saw the youth lying on the ground and said, "We must go and
see what is the matter." On reaching the place they found that their
young brother had gone. They saw where he had lain and where the people
had worked over him. They began crying and said, "For a long time we
would not believe him, and now he has gone off with the sheep." They
made many efforts to head off the sheep, but without success, and they
cried all the more, saying, as they returned to the mesa, "Our brother
told us the truth and we would not believe him; had we believed him he
would not have gone off with the sheep; perhaps some day we will see
him."

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