The Acoma chief had a daughter named Co-chin-ne-na-ko, called Co-chin for
short, who was the wife of Shakok, the Spirit of Winter. After he came to
live with the Acomas, the seasons grew colder and colder. Snow and ice stayed
longer each year. Corn no longer matured. The people soon had to live on
cactus leaves and other wild plants.


One day Co-chin went out to gather cactus leaves and burn off the thorns so
she could carry them home for food. She was eating a singed leaf when she saw
a young man coming toward her. He wore a yellow shirt woven of corn silk, a
belt, and a tall pointed hat; green leggings made of green moss that grows
near springs and ponds; and moccasins beautifully embroidered with flowers
and butterflies.


In his hand he carried an ear of green corn with which he saluted her. She
returned the salute with her cactus leaf. He asked, "What are you eating?"
She told him, "Our people are starving because no corn will grow, and we are
compelled to live on these cactus leaves."


"Here, eat this ear of corn, and I will go bring you an armful for you to
take home with you," said the young man. He left and quickly disappeared from
sight, going south. In a very short time, however, he returned, bringing a
large bundle of green corn that he laid at her feet.


"Where did you find so much corn?" Co-chin asked.


"I brought it from my home far to the south," he replied. "There the corn
grows abundantly and flowers bloom all year."


"Oh, how I would like to see your lovely country. Will you take me with you
to your home?" she asked.


"Your husband, Shakok, the Spirit of Winter, would be angry if I should take
you away," he said.


"But I do not love him, he is so cold. Ever since he came to our village, no
corn has grown, no flowers have bloomed. The people are compelled to live on
these prickly pear leaves," she said.


"Well," he said. "Take this bundle of corn with you and do not throw away the
husks outside of your door. Then come tomorrow and I will bring you more. I
will meet you here." He said good-bye and left for his home in the south.


Co-chin started home with the bundle of corn and met her sisters, who had
come out to look for her. They were very surprised to see the corn instead of
cactus leaves. Co-chin told them how the young man had brought her the corn
from his home in the south. They helped her carry it home.


When they arrived, their father and mother were wonderfully surprised with
the corn. Co-chin minutely described in detail the young man and where he was
from. She would go back the next day to get more corn from him, as he asked
her to meet him there, and he would accompany her home.


"It is Miochin," said her father. "It is Miochin," said her mother. "Bring
him home with you."


The next day, Co-chin-ne-na-ko went to the place and met Miochin, for he
really was Miochin, the Spirit of Summer. He was waiting for her and had
brought big bundles of corn.


Between them they carried the corn to the Acoma village. There was enough to
feed all of the people. Miochin was welcome at the home of the Chief. In the
evening, as was his custom, Shakok, the Spirit of Winter and Co-chin's
husband, returned from the north. All day he had been playing with the north
wind, snow, sleet, and hail.


Upon reaching the Acoma village, he knew Miochin must be there and called out
to him, "Ha, Miochin, are you here?" Miochin came out to meet him. "Ha,
Miochin, now I will destroy you."


"Ha, Shakok, I will destroy you," replied Miochin, advancing toward him,
melting the snow and hail and turning the fierce wind into a summer breeze.
The icicles dropped off and Shakok's clothing was revealed to be made of dry,
bleached rushes.


Shakok said, "I will not fight you now, but will meet you here in four days
and fight you till one of us is beaten. The victor will win
Co-chin-ne-na-ko."


Shakok left in a rage, as the wind roared and shook the walls of White City.
But the people were warm in their houses because Miochin was there. The next
day he left for his own home in the south to make preparations to meet shakok
in combat.


First he sent an eagle to his friend Yat-Moot, who lived in the west, asking
him to come help him in his fight with Shakok. Second, he called all the
birds, insects, and four-legged animals that live in summer lands to help
him. The bat was his advance guard and shield, as his tough skin could best
withstand the sleet and hail that Shakok would throw at him.


On the third day Yat-Moot kindled his fires, heating the thin, flat stones he
was named after. Big black clouds of smoke rolled up from the south and
covered the sky.


Shakok was in the north and called to him all the winter birds and
four-legged animals of winter lands to come and help him. The magpie was his
shield and advance guard.


On the fourth morning, the two enemies could be seen rapidly approaching the
Acoma village. In the north, black storm clouds of winter with snow, sleet,
and hail brought Shakok to the battle. In the south, Yat-Moot piled more wood
on his fires and great puffs of steam and smoke arose and formed massive
clouds. They were bringing Miochin, the Spirit of Summer, to the battlefront.
All of his animals were blackened from the smoke. Forked blazes of lightning
shot forth from the clouds.


At last the combatants reached White City. Flashes from the clouds singed the
hair and feathers of Shakok's animals and birds. Shakok and Miochin were now
close together. Shakok threw snow, sleet, and hail that hissed through the
air of a blinding storm. Yat-Moot's fires and smoke melted Shakok's weapons,
and he was forced to fall back. Finally he called a truce. Miochin agreed,
and the winds stopped, and snow and rain ceased falling.


They met at the White Wall of Acoma. Shakok said, "I am defeated, you Miochin
are the winner. Co-chin-ne-na-ko is now yours forever." Then the men each
agreed to rule one-half of the year, Shakok for winter and Miochin for
summer, and that neither would trouble the other thereafter. That is why we
have a cold season for one-half of the year, and a warm season for the other.

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