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SWANTON] CHOCTAW SOCIAL AND CEREMONIAL LIFE 169<br />

more resolute warriors ever went upon the war-path. The opening of hostilities<br />

was always preceded by the famous Hoyopa-hihla, War-dance. Night was the<br />

chosen time for engaging in that time-honored ceremony ; and as soon as<br />

evening began to spread her dark mantle o'er their forests, a huge pile of dry<br />

logs and brush previously prepared was set on fire, whose glaring and crackling<br />

flames intermingling with their hoyopa-taloah (war-songs) and soul-stirring<br />

hoyopa-tassuhah [hoyopa tasaha] (war-hoops) presented a scene as wild and<br />

romantic as can possibly be imagined.<br />

The manly forms of the dusky warriors with their painted faces illuminated<br />

with the wildest excitement ; the huge fire blazing and crackling in the centre<br />

of the wide extended circle of excited dancers, [of] which, now and then, a kick<br />

from a dancing warrior, caused to send the flames and sparks high up among<br />

the wide extended branches of the mighty forest trees that stood around ; the<br />

stern visages of the old warriors, whom age and decrepitude had long since<br />

placed upon the retired list from further duty upon the war-path or in the<br />

chase, sitting around in little groups where the light of the burning log-heap<br />

disputed precedency with the gloom of night, calm and silent spectators of the<br />

weird scene in which they could no longer participate, but which awakened<br />

thrilling memories of the past ; the Goddess Minerva's favorite birds, allured<br />

from their dark abodes in the forest by the glaring light, flitted here and there<br />

overhead through the extended branches of the overshadowing oaks, and anon<br />

joined in with their voices, to which in wild response, the distant howl of a<br />

pack of roving wolves filled up the measure of the awe inspiring scene. . . .<br />

On the return of a successful war-party, the village at once became the scene<br />

of festivity and triumph. The varied trophies—scalps, painted shields, etc.,<br />

were hung on poles near the houses. Then followed war-feasts, scalp-dances,<br />

accompanied with war-songs and shouts of victory, while the old men went from<br />

house to house rehearsing in a loud tone of voice the events of the battle and<br />

the various daring exploits of the warriors. But, amid all this, sounds of<br />

another kind were also heard mingling in discordant tones with those of joy<br />

they were the pious wailings of the women borne upon the air from the surrounding<br />

hills, where they had retired to mourn in darkness and solitude for<br />

their slain In battle. There the mother, wife and sister gave full sway to the<br />

anguish of their hearts.^<br />

Simpson Tubby asserts that enemies used to poison springs or the<br />

meat hung up about a spring and for that reason springs were sometimes<br />

abandoned, and the Indians preferred to use running water<br />

which could not be poisoned, rather than wells.<br />

The earliest of all our authorities is the only one who attempts to<br />

describe the peace making ritual of the Choctaw in anything like<br />

detail. He says<br />

When they have promised to conclude a peace five or six leading men of the<br />

nation come, bearing a calumet or pipe made of a stone, red like coral, which is<br />

found in rocks in the Illinois country. This calumet has a stem about two or<br />

three feet in length surrounded by red feathers artistically worked, and from<br />

which hangs eight or ten black and white feathers. This serves them as a war<br />

standard, as a seal in alliances, as a mark of the continuation of faithfulness<br />

among friends, and as a sign of war with those with whom they wish to break.<br />

It is true that there is one which is the calumet of peace and another that of<br />

=» Cushman, Hist. Choc, Chick., and Natchez Inds., pp. 253-254.<br />

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