<p id="d0e6882">The Coras of the ca&ntilde;on are not always in summer in accord with Father Sun, because he is fierce, producing sickness and killing men and animals. Chulavete, the Morning Star, who is the protecting genius of the Coras, has constantly to watch the Sun lest he should harm the people. In ancient times, when the Sun first appeared, the Morning Star, who is cool and disliked heat, shot him in the middle of the breast, just as he had journeyed nearly half across the sky. The Sun fell down on earth, but an old man brought him to life again, so that he could tramp back and make a fresh start.</p>
<p id="d0e6884">The Morning Star is the principal great god of the Coras. In the small hours of the morning they frequently go to some spring and wash themselves by his light. He is their brother, a young Indian with bow and arrow, who intercedes with the other gods to help the people in their troubles. At their dances they first call him to be present, and tell their wants to him, that he may report them to the Sun and the Moon and the rest of the gods.</p>
<p id="d0e6886">A pathetic story of the modern adventures of this their great hero-god graphically sets forth the Indian&#39;s conception of the condition in which he finds himself after the arrival of the white man. Chulavete was poor, and the rich people did not like him. But afterward they took to him, because they found that he was a nice man, and they asked him to come and eat with them. He went to their houses dressed like the &quot;neighbours.&quot; But once when they invited him he came like an Indian boy, almost naked. He stopped outside of the house, and the host came out with a torch of pinewood to see who it was. He did not recognise Chulavete, and called out to him: &quot;Get away, you Indian pig! What are you doing here?&quot; And with his torch he burned stripes [512] down the arms and legs of the shrinking Chulavete. Next day Chulavete received another invitation to eat with the &quot;neighbours.&quot; This time he made himself into a big bearded fellow, with the complexion of a man half white, and he put on the clothes in which they knew him. He came on a good horse, had a nice blanket over his shoulder, wore a sombrero and a good sabre. They met him at the door and led him into the house.</p>
<p id="d0e6890">&quot;Here I am at your service, to see what I can do for you,&quot; he said to them.</p>
<p id="d0e6892">&quot;Oh, no!&quot; they said. &quot;We invited you because we like you, not because we want anything of you. Sit down and eat.&quot;</p>
<p id="d0e6894">He sat down to the table, which was loaded with all the good things rich people eat. He put a roll of bread on his plate, and then began to make stripes with it on his arms and legs.</p>
<p id="d0e6896">&quot;Why do you do that?&quot; they asked him. &quot;We invited you to eat what we eat.&quot;</p>
<p id="d0e6898">Chulavete replied: &quot;You do not wish that my heart may eat, but my dress. Look here! Last night it was I who was outside of your door. The man who came to see me burned me with his pine torch, and said to me, ‘You Indian pig, what do you want here?&#39; &quot;</p>
<p id="d0e6900">&quot;Was that you?&quot; they asked.</p>
<p id="d0e6902">&quot;Yes, gentlemen, it was I who came then. As you did not give me anything yesterday, I see that you do not want to give the food to me, but to my clothes. Therefore, I had better give it to them.&quot; He took the chocolate and the coffee and poured it over himself as if it were water, and he broke the bread into pieces and rubbed it all over his dress. The sweetened rice, and boiled hen with rice, sweet atole, minced meat with chile, rice pudding, and beef soup, all this he poured [513] over himself. The rich people were frightened and said that they had not recognised him.</p>
<p id="d0e6906">&quot;You burned me yesterday because I was an Indian,&quot; he said. &quot;God put me in the world as an Indian. But you do not care for the Indians, because they are naked and ugly.&quot; He took the rest of the food, and smeared it over his saddle and his horse, and went away.</p>