This unusual picture was taken by the American photographer Edward S. Curtis 1868-1952.

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Among North American Indians one legend tells that in the beginning all creatures were spirits living in space. They kept on searching for a place where they could have physical bodies and live settled lives. First they flew up to the sun, but found it unsuitable there; they investigated the moon with no success; they came down to the earth and saw it was completely covered with water. They were on the point of moving on when they saw a huge rock rising out of the water and burst into flames; steam floated upwards, clouds formed and the spirits were delighted to see land appearing with grass and trees. As they landed on firm ground, they were transformed into human beings. There was great rejoicing as they expressed their thanks to Wakonda, the Maker of All Things.

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All plants are our brothers and sisters. They talk to us and, if we listen, we can hear them. (A saying of the Arapaho tribe)

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TWO HUNTERS

There were but two beneath the sky -
The thing I came to kill, and I.
I, under covert, quietly
Watched him sense eternity
From quivering brush to pointed nose
My gun to shoulder level rose.
And then I felt (I could not see)
Far off a hunter watching me.
I slowly put my rifle by,
For there were two who had to die -
The thing I wished to kill, and I. (Anon)

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This slide show consists of a variety of photographs of North American Indians.

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