Part 8 (1/2)
A GROUP OF p.a.w.nEE HYMNS TO CORN
The p.a.w.nee had migrated from the distant southwest into the Plains region, finally arriving at the region drained by the Republican, the Platte, and the Niobrara rivers. Corn was native in Mexico, and had been introduced into the Plains by gradual adaptation in cultivation along the line of migration of the p.a.w.nee nation. These hymns express something of the high value which the people placed upon corn as an item of their daily sustenance. They also reflect something of the scenery of the Plains landscape. These hymns are from an ancient p.a.w.nee ritual which is given entire in the Twenty-second Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology, Part 2.
MOTHER CORN
I
Mother with the life-giving power now comes, Stepping out of far-distant days she comes, Days wherein to our fathers gave she food; As to them, so now unto us she gives, Thus she will to our children faithful be.
Mother with the life-giving power now comes!
II
Mother with the life-giving power is here.
Stepping out of far distant days she comes.
Now she forward moves, leading as we walk Toward the future, where blessings she will give, Gifts for which we have prayed granting to us.
Mother with the life-giving power is here!
LEADERs.h.i.+P OF MOTHER CORN
I
The Mother leads and we follow on, Her devious pathway before us lies.
She leads us as were our fathers led Down through the ages.
II
The Mother leads and we follow on, Her pathway straight, where a stage each day We forward walk, as our fathers walked Down through the ages.
The two preceding hymns reflect the fact that corn was introduced by the p.a.w.nee from their more ancient homeland in the faraway southwest in remotely past time into the region of their later residence in the plains. They also reflect the importance which corn had in the everyday life of this people.
The following hymn to Mother Corn as Guide is expressive of the sense of vastness and awesomeness of the great extent of the Plains, and something of its grimness.
GUIDANCE OF MOTHER CORN
I
Looking o'er the prairie, naught our eyes discern there, Wide the land stretches out before us; Then we cry aloud to Mother Corn: ”Doth thy pathway lie here?”
II
Heeding now our crying, while our eyes she opens, Mother Corn moveth out before us On the lonely prairie, where we see straight the pathway lies there!
The following hymn of thanks for the corn shows something of the religious feeling of the p.a.w.nee and their grat.i.tude to Providence for the gift of corn.
A HYMN OF THANKS TO MOTHER CORN
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See! The Mother Corn comes. .h.i.ther, making all hearts glad!