The Story of Eu

The people lived in an ancient village on top of a high cliff overlooking the ocean. Behind the village were endless forests, beautiful lakes and clear rivers. From their mesa the people went down a steep path that led to the ocean. There they would gather abalone and shells and they would fish.

Among the people was an old Grandma and Grandpa. They were so old that they could hardly move, but of course the people took care of the old ones. It was always the way.

Whenever a young person saw an old one carrying something they would run up and help. If the load was too much it would be divided among the children. So the people helped these old ones too, but one day they noticed that this Great grandma was getting bigger and bigger in the tummy. After a while they realized she was pregnant. They figured that it was a miracle, because she was too old and past her time. They said whatever is happening must be good because miracles are good. The people took special care of this Great Grandma. Sure enough, in nine months she had a healthy boy, normal and active. He was named Eu.
From very little he started to imitate anything he could hear. He could imitate little animals and big ones, everyday sounds and unusual ones. Even the whispering of the wind as it blows between the trees, and the rustling of the leaves. He could do all these things, and the people were very happy, because now, they said, life will be easy, we will never be hungry.
Whenever we need food, Eu will call the Deer, he will call the Antelope, he will call anything we ask. This is good, this is what the great spirit wanted him to do. So everyone was happy.

One day Eu and two other boys were down below on the shore gathering sea shells. There was a large rock halfway in the water and halfway on the shore. People would sit on the rock and fish, and today an old Grandfather was there fishing. Eu got an idea. He crawled up behind the old man. The old fisherman couldn’t hear Eu because of the sound of wind blowing across sand and waves crashing against rocks. Just as he got in back of the old man he let out the terrible roar of the grizzly bear. The old man didn’t even look back, he dived into the water. Eu thought it was real funny, and couldn’t stop laughing, but that was the turning point. The women would be swimming in the river, bathing, with their cradleboards hanging in the trees along the shore. Over the gurgle of the river came the terrifying scream of the cougar. The women scrambled up on shore to protect their babies, but it was just Eu, rolling on the dirt, laughing away. He was making life miserable for the whole village. At night they would hear the wolves coming, and the dogs barking. Everybody rushed to protect the village but it was just Eu.
He was told to stop but he kept on. In the old days you didn’t get whipped when you were bad, you were threatened with exile. If that happened not even your mother would know you. You would have to go and die by yourself.

Finally, the village council met to decide what to do. While they talked Eu was told to stand at the edge of the cliff where the trail came up from the seashore. Eu was very angry, but he did as he was told. Coming up the trail was an old man bent over by a bundle of wood he carried. The old man was coming up the trail huffing and puffing. Eu huffed and puffed too, in the same voice. Finally the old man made it to the top.

Angrily, the man asked “Eu why didn’t you come to help me like the other boys do?” Eu

Answered, “Eu why didn’t you come to help me like the other boys do?”

Everything the old man said he would repeat. Finally the old man got very angry. He threw down his bundle of wood, and suddenly grew as big as the Tomolo, the pine tree. His eyes flashed like lightening and his voice sounded like thunder.

He said “Eu, I am the great spirit, Mayute, and I gave you a gift so you could help the people, make it easy for them, but you have turned it into mischief and malice. From now on I take your body away from you, and I send your spirit to the lonely cliffs and canyons where you will always be, forever. Everything you hear you will repeat, forever.”

So to this day if you go to some lonely canyon and yell “Eu”, Eu will answer “Eu,Eu,Eu”

But it will be in your voice. Eu is the echo.

Whenever you hear something bad about somebody, and repeat it without knowing what you’re saying, you belong to the Echo Society. Each person who joins the Echo Society is helping to keep us separated. As a rule, malicious gossip is started by a person who hates someone else. If you repeat it you are making bad medicine both for them and for yourself. If you repeat it, it will make you unhappy. If you repeat it you will have bad luck and bad health.

If it’s something good that’s different, because the good is the truth. When you carry the truth it’s like a prayer for good things. The good energy goes out to them and comes to you also.

Remember the minute you are born you begin to die. It is only a matter of time. It does not matter who you are, or what color you are. We are the living dead. You are born without anything and when you die you take nothing with you.

Do not belong to the Echo Society-ever.




I went to see the governor

“We used to do a lot of things that were impossible. Here’s a story that happened when I was teaching Indian lore in Massachusetts and living in Cambridge. My professor friend wanted to show me Boston and the capitol in his V.W. bus.” 

I said, “Let’s see if you can find a place to park. I want to see the Governor.” He laughed. “You can’t see him. It takes about two months to get an appointment. “He’s the Governor!” 

I said, “I’ll see him today.” Next to the sidewalk was a parking place, but there was a big policeman standing next to a no parking sign. I said, “Go around and when you come back, park there, right by the sign. When he sees us, he’s going to start coming toward you. I’ll get out on this side of the car. When he sees me with the moccasins and the velvet shirt and turquoise, he’s goint to stop and look at me. I’ll tell him I’m a visitor from California, a very

Famous Indian who is here to see the Governor.” “If they arrest me and fine me, you’re going to pay, “my friend said.” “I’ll pay.” Sure enough, we parked in the no parking spot and the gaurd came up to us. He was a big Irishman, when I got out, he stopped, took a step back and looked at me. I told him I was a famous Indian come to visit the Governor.

“You park right here and I’ll put this card on your car so no-body touches it. If I’m not on duty when you come out, I’ll tell the other guy to take care of your car until you come out” he said. So, we walked into the Capitol. “Now, “my friend whispered, “here’s the real test. You’ve got to get past the receptionist.”

“Don’t worry,” I said. We walked in. There were spears hanging from the ceiling and in a cabinet were big silver fish that were made by Paul Revere, the silversmith. People moved back when they saw this moccasined Indian with long hair walk in. "My hair was black then. This was years back and I was pretty young." The receptionist was looking at me, moving her pencil back and forth. I walked over to her and told her where I was from, who I was, and that I wanted to see the Governor.

She said, “Well, Chief, that’s impossible. You’d have to make an appointment. I wish I could do something.” “Well, then, I’d like to see the Lieutenant Governor. I just want to say hello. Would you tell the page to take me?”

So we went up to the Lieutenant Governor. “ I told the page, you wait here.” I talked and shook hands with the Lieutenant Governor. Then I said to him, “Well, I have to hurry because I have to see the Governor. Would you ask the page to take me to him?”

The Lieutenant Governor told the page, “Take him to the Governor”. So he walked me to the Governor’s office! I opened the door.

Some Orientals sat talking to the Governor and a Senator. I introduced myself and they asked if I would like to have my picture taken with them. On the way over to take the picture, I met Chief Jeffers, and Old Chief from that area, and I asked him to be in it with us. In the picture, you see Chief Jeffers, me, the Governor, and the Senator. The Senator is laughing. The Governor is looking at me sidewasys and asking me, “What are you doing here?!” I said, “I’ve come over to collect the rent. It’s two hundred years overdue.”

I know they were thinking, “Wow, we’re going to have trouble with this Indian!”

Boarding The Plane

As Grandfather Semu was boarding the plane to take him to Massachusetts, getting inside he started looking for his seat. Grandfather had his desert moccasins, velvet shirt, and turquoise on, his long hair and wind band. A man stood up, looked around to the people clearing his throat getting their attention, and said out loud, “Hey Chief!” Where is your feathers? Grandfather kept on walking, a smile on his face, saying calmly, “I’m molting!” The people started laughing, the man sat down and had no more to say.

Key to Niagara falls

My Professor friend and I went over to see the Tuscaroras, over by the Iroquois near Niagara. I had heard that a represenative from another country, had been to Niagara and the Mayor had given him the V.I.P. treatment.

I thought, “Hey, if they give this representative the V.I.P. treatment, they ought to give it to me, too.”

I told my friend, “Call in and tell them that I’m here and I want to see the Mayor, I want the Key to the City.”

My Friend said, “You’re crazy. They don't like Indians here.” “Remember that I’m a medicine man. You just call and tell him that I’m from the desert.” “Oh, all right.”
He called and they wanted me over the next morning at 10:30 or 11:00. So we went over there and walked in. The Mayor came out. I’ve got a newspaper clipping where he put on a Bonnet and he got a pipe. In the picture, he’s giving me the key to the City. When we got through with that, we got in his convertible and drove to see Niagara Falls. We went through narrow streets and two motorcycle police in front and two in back. I was waving at the people. We went all over Niagara Falls. Every time the Mayor talked about me, he turned me into a Bigger Chief. By the end of my visit, he said that we had known each other for a long time and I had come all the way from the deserts of California just to see him. He was really campaigning.