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SWANTON] CHOCTAW SOCIAL AND CEREMONIAL LIFE 219<br />

lies across the chasm, which is round, smooth and slippery. Over this the<br />

disembodied spirits must pass if they would reach the land of a blissful<br />

immortality. Such as have lived purely and honestly upon earth are enabled<br />

to pass safely over the terrific abyss on the narrow bridge to the land of eternal<br />

happiness. But such as have lived wickedly, in their attempt to pass over<br />

on the log, are sure to lose their footing and fall into the mighty abyss yawning<br />

below."<br />

Farther on he elaborates on the subject of the foot log, which has<br />

now turned from a pine into a sweet gum<br />

They also believed that the spirits of the dead . . . had to cross a fearful<br />

river wliich stretched its swirling waters athwart their way ; that this foam-<br />

ing stream has but one crossing, at which a cleanly peeled sweet-gum log,<br />

perfectly round, smooth and slippery, reached from bank to bank; that the<br />

moment the spirit arrives at the log, it is attacked by two other spirits whose<br />

business is to keep any and all spirits from crossing thereon. But if a spirit<br />

is that of a good pei'son, the guardians of the log have no power over it, and<br />

it safely walks over the log to the opposite shore, where it is welcomed by<br />

other spirits of friends gone before, and where contentment and happiness will<br />

forever be the lot of all.<br />

But alas, when the spirit of a bad person arrives at the log-crossing of the<br />

fearful river, it also is assailed by the ever wakeful guards, and as it attempts<br />

to walk the slippery log they push it off into the surging waters below, to be<br />

helplessly borne down by the current to a cold and barren desert, where but<br />

little game abounds and over which he is doomed to wander, a forlorn hope,<br />

naked, cold and hungry."<br />

Folsom's testimony, quoted by Cushman, is naturally about the<br />

same:<br />

In common with the believers of the Scriptures, they held the doctrine of<br />

future rewards and punishments. They differed from them, however, as to the<br />

location of heaven and their views of happiness and misery. Heaven, or<br />

the happy hunting grounds, in their imagination, was similar to the Elysian<br />

fields of the heathen mythology. There the spirits of those who had been<br />

virtuous, honest and truthful, while on earth, enjoyed, in common with<br />

youthful angels, all manner of games and voluptuous pleasures, with no care,<br />

no sorrow, nothing biit one eternal round of enjoyment. They believed that<br />

angels or spirits seldom visited the earth, and cared but very little about<br />

doing so, as being supplied in heaven with everything suitable to their wants,<br />

nothing was required from the earth. According to their notion, heaven was<br />

located in the southwestern horizon, and spirits, instead of ascending, accord-<br />

ing to the Christian idea, sped their last journey in a line directly above the<br />

surface of the earth in the direction of the southwest horizon. I'revious to<br />

a spirit's admission into the happy hunting ground, it was examined by<br />

the attendant angel at the gate, who consigned it to heaven or hell according<br />

to its deeds on earth. Their hell, or place of punishment, as they termed<br />

it, was the reverse of the happy hunting ground—a land full of briers, thorns,<br />

and every description of prickly plants, which could inflict deep cuts,<br />

causing intense pain from which there was no escape ; onward they must go<br />

1- Cushman, Hist. Inds., pp. 31-32. « Ibid., pp. 226-227.

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