Once upon a time, a river rose very high and spread all over the land. An Indian woman was going along the trail by the river side with a basket of tortillas on her head, but she was wading in water up to her waist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now Coyote was afraid of the water, so he had climbed into a cottonwood tree. When the woman came up the trail, Coyote called, “Oh, come to this tree and give me some of those nice tortillas.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The woman said, “No. I can’t give them to you; they are for somebody else.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
“If you do not come here I will shoot you,” said Coyote, and the woman really thought he had a bow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So she came to the tree and said, “You must come down and get them. I can’t climb trees.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Coyote came down as far as he dared, but he was afraid of the deep water. The woman laughed at him. She said, “Just see how shallow it is. It’s only up to my ankles.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But she was standing on a big stump. Coyote looked at the water. It seemed shallow and safe enough, so he jumped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the water was deep and he was drowned. Then the woman went on up the trail.<\/p>\n\n\n\n