THE LOVE OF AN INDIAN BRAVE
Long centuries ago an Indian brave fell in love with a beautiful maiden, and to protect her from harm he used to creep near her wigwam at night and watch through the hours of darkness.
One evening, while lying thus, he fell asleep, and was awakened by hearing soft footsteps hurrying away from the wigwam. Looking up hastily he saw, in the silver moonlight, the figure of his love, and quickly pursued her. But faster and faster she went, and it was only by great exertion that at last the brave overtook her.
What was his sorrow and surprise, however, to find that it was not a maiden whom he clasped but a plant. Not knowing her lover in the darkness, and fearing her pursuer, she had asked the gods to change her; so her tresses became the silk, and her uplifted hands the ears, of the maize plant. This is the legend the Indians believe to be the origin of the maize.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 13, 6 April 1927, Page 5
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