THE THUNDER PEOPLE
(Passamaquoddy)
Once upon a time a young Indian warrior
was hunting with his bow and arrows. He
followed far after a fleet deer, until he found
himself standing upon a great rock, high above
the plains.
The clouds were gathering thickly. The sky was black with clouds. The Indian youth was far away from his lodge.
Again he saw the deer, and he drew his bow. But as he did so the deer was changed into the form of a maiden, standing against the rock.
The youth dropped his bow in wonder. He looked at the maiden. In the distance he heard the voice of the thunder.
"Who are you?" he asked in amazement.
And the maiden answered, "I am the sister of the Thunder Men. Will you come with me and visit our home?" The youth consented, and the maiden struck the great rock against which she had stood.
