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286 SMITHSONIAN CONTRIBUTIONS TO ANTHROPOLOGY NUMBER 23 "Oh My Lord, Jesus Christ why did your belly burst, wife?" he said. "Ah!" she said. "Ah!" she said now, since her belly burst. She was going to speak, of course, but the trouble was her belly had burst. It was just a minute or two before her soul departed. She died from her lover's pri—ck, it seems. So the dog is dumb now, since the poor dog told clearly why [his master] didn't hit the deer. It was his mistress's fault. She had a lover. And the man, how would he have known what the trouble was? Her lover was carefully buried it seems. The inside of her house was tidied up carefully. How would he know that she had buried her lover, that the woman had scrubbed up his mess? It seemed as if there was nothing dishonest. She seemed to be a good woman. As it turned out she was a deceitful woman. There isn't anyone who would speak well of her to you. The woman was bad. That's how the story ended long ago. Today the dog is dumb. It doesn't talk anymore. It can't talk anymore. Long ago it is said that the dog was your companion. Wherever you went with it, you talked to your dog. You conversed with your dog, because it still was guiltless. But now the mouth of God's animal is closed, because it seems the dog told him about its mistress's sin. The man was delighted, but the woman was hurt by it. The end. So, their neighbor passed by the place in the gully where the woman had buried her lover. It was the husband now who was going to be thrown in jail. "You just hold up [people] or kill people. Why would the bones be stuck inside the pants and the sash? You buried him. Who knows who you killed," they said. "I never killed anyone. I wasn't at home. Me, I'm not an assassin. What were people looking for there? They searched. They dug. They looked. Who do you know is still missing? Who is lost if it was me who killed him? But me I never killed anyone," said the man at the courthouse. "If anyone was killed by me, there must be someone who watched me. But the way this is, I don't know. Only if there is someone who is resentful of me, who went and buried him there [to incriminate] me. Then maybe I can bear [the blame] for sure, since my house is nearby, it seems. As for me, I never killed anyone. Is there a witness who saw me?" asked the man. As for the magistrate—"Never mind, since it isn't as if, it isn't as if anyone had come to tell me. It isn't as if there was anyone whom we know about who died, it seems. No one is known about, it seems, for we haven't heard any talk about it, except what is being said [now], but who knows maybe someone, "7Ij kajval, Jesu-kristo k'u no 7ox yu7un ti xt'om lach'ut 7une, 7antz?" xi la. "7Aj!" xi la. "7Aj!" xi xa la. Ja7 ti t'om ti xch'ut 7une, ta to la xk'opoj a7a, pero k'usi, t'omem xa ti xch'ut 7une, yu7un xa j-likel cha7-likel sk'an xlok' xch'ulel 7un, ja7 la cham 7o ti ya—t ti yajmul ya7el 7une, ja7 ti, k'usi li makem 7o ye li tz'i7 tana 7une, ja7 la ti p'ejel 7iyal ti prove tz'i7 7une, ti k'usi ti mu sta 7o ti chij 7une, ja7 la tzmul ti yajval 7oy yajmul 7une, ja7 yech ti vinikuk 7une yu7 van ta sna7 k'usi palta 7un, lek xa mukul ti yajmul ya7ele, lek xa ch'ubabil ti yut snae, yu7 van ta sna7 7o mi smuk ti yajmule, mi xchuk' ti yik'ubal ti 7antze, mu xa k'u manya yilel, solel lekil 7antz yilel, lajeltza 7un manyoso 7antz ma ti yu7un 7o buch'u lek xayalbe 7une, chopol ma sjol ti 7antz 7une. Va7i 7un, ja7 yech 7ilaj 7o ti k'op vo7ne, lavi makal 7o ye li tz'i7 tana 7une, mu xa xk'opoj, mu xa stak' k'oponel, 7a ti vo7ne ja7 no la 7achi7il li tz'i7 yaloje, bu xabat tachi7uke, chak'opoj xchi7uk 7atz'i7, chalo7ilaj xchi7uk 7atz'i7, k'u ti yu7un ja7 ti mu to 7ox k'usi ti mulile, yan 7un Ie7e mak ye li xchon riox 7une, ja7 ti yalbe smul ti tz'i7 ti yajval ya7ele, ti vinike, xmuyibaj, yan ti 7antze, ja7 chopol 7iya7i, laj. Ja7 la ti slak'-na 7une, 7ech' la ti yo7 ti be-o7 smukoj yajmul ti 7antz 7une, ja7 xa la ti vinik 7une, ta 7ox la xtik'e ta chukel 7un. "Yu7un no 7ox chamak be mi yu7un chamil la 7a li krixchano, k'u tza7 7a li vexale li xinchaile te tik'ajtik bak ta yute, yu7un 7amukoj te, jna7tik buch'u 7amil," xi la 7un. "Muk' bu ximilvan, muk' bu Ii7one, muk' bu nakalon, 7a li vo7one mu jna7 ximilvan, 7a li vo7one mu jna7 jmak-be, k'usi ta ssa7 krixchano te, sa7ik jok'ik k'elik buch'u xvinajoj 7onox ch'ayem, buch'u ch'ayem ti mi yu7un 7a li vo7on jmiloje, yan chak i vo7one, muk' bu ximilvan," xi la ech'el ta kavilto li vinik. "Mi yu7un 7oy milvanemone 7oy xa 7onox buch'u xiyil, 7oy xa 7onox buch'u xisk'el, yan chak taje mu jna7, ja7 xa no 7ox mi 7o bu jk'ak'al-7o7on ba smukbon teye 7ikta nan 7un bi, 7a xu7 vo7on jkuch 7un, k'u ti ja7 ti nopol ya7el li jnae, vo7one muk' bu ximilvan, mi 7oy rextiko buch'u niyile?" xi la ti vinik 7une. Va7i 7un, 7a ti preserente 7un - "Yech yiyil, yavi mu yu7unuk mu yu7unuk 7o buch'u tal yal, mu yu7unuk 7o buch'u vinajem, buch'u chamem ya7el, ch'abal bu vinajem ya7el 7une, k'u ti muk' bu xka7itik ya7el ti k'op 7une, yech no 7ox ya7el ti x7elan ch7ale, pero jna7tik te nan mi 7o buch'u 7o
someone disappeared from his house and was washed down by the water, fell in the flooded gully. "You see, the gully flooded, maybe a person fell in the gully. We can't make him take the blame. It seems the man didn't have anyone, his father or his mother [who said], My son has disappeared, my son was killed. Who knows where he died. He was killed by an assassin. [There was no one] who said that, the man's mother or wife or someone, it seems. That's why I can't jail our countryman here. Forget it, who knows who killed him. Who knows if he went off in the river, if the poor dead thing was swept down there. If someone comes to make an accusation, then we'll seize our countryman, but we can't seize him [for nothing]. Don't you see, we never saw it. We didn't hear about it, it seems. There wasn't anyone who saw it. There wasn't anyone who said, You killed him! There isn't any proof, it seems, we can say. But if we had seen it, there wouldn't be any difficulty. Forget it, son, go home, you aren't guilty of anything. There is no one who came to make an accusation, it seems, that you were seen. Not until something is discovered will you be called, if you were seen, if you were discovered, if someone makes an accusation because it was seen that it was you who killed someone. Forget it, go on, forget it, son, but if there were somebody who saw you, if there were somebody who watched you kill him then you could certainly be punished. As it is, there isn't anybody who saw you. It seems as if it's just a bunch of lies. It's just that the clothes, the sash, the hat and so on were seen where he was buried. We don't know if he was washed along the gully. We don't know if some person fell in the gully. We don't know if some person fell in the gully, but maybe, maybe it isn't our concern where we die, it seems. It makes no difference anymore how the people died long ago. Not unless someone goes and makes an accusation. Yes! As it is, it makes no difference if it was in a flooded gully that he died. No fuss. The man was lost. He disappeared. And maybe he had no wife or something, or he had no mother, or the man had no woman at all. There wasn't anybody to complain. So he died. The man died. No fuss. None." That's the way it was left. The end. Tonik's measurement of distance by blocks and half-blocks, even in the woods, emphasizes her "civilized" outlook! Upon first encounter, this tale seems to be quite simply a story of (1) the consequences of infidelity and (2) the consequences of tattling. Despite the real worries of Zinacantec men, who must labor in their lowland corn fields for weeks at a time, while their wives are left to their own devices in their mountain homes, there is a surrealist quality to this drama—presenting an outspoken dog, a peculiar hole in the wall, an extraordinary TONIK NIBAK 287 buch'u ch'ayem ta na, te 7ital ta ves-vo7, mi bat ta nojel be-o7. "Va7i 7un tal la nojel be-o7 te nan mi 7o bu batem ta be-o7 krixchano, mu xu7 xkak'betik skuch, mu yu7unuk 7o buch'u sme7 stot ti vinik ya7ele, Ch'ayem jkrem, milbiljkrem, jnaltik bu laj, laj ta jmak-be, mu7nuk 7o bu xi ya7el sme7 yajnil buch'u ti vinike ya7el 7une, yech'o mu xu7 jchuk i jchi7iltik Ii7i, yiyil, jna7tik buch'u milonuk, jna7tik mi yu7un batem ta 7uk'um, mi yu7un ja7 te vesel 7ik'ot ti buch'u proveal chameme, ti mi yu7un 7o buch'u tal sk'an parte, ja7 to te jtzaktik i jchi7iltike, pero mu no 7ox stak' jtzaktik, mu xavil muk' bu kilotik, mu7nuk ka7yotikuk ya7el, mu7nuk 7o buch'u yiloj. Ja 7 lamilvan! Mu7nuk 7o buch'u xi, mu7nuk 7u k'usi, 7u k'usi preva ya7el, ta xkaltik yu7un ti kilojtik ya7el 7une, ch'abal k'op chak taje, yiyil, kere, batan ta 7ana, mu7nuk 7u k'usi 7amul, mu yu7unuk 7o buch'u tal sk'an parte ya7el ti 7ilbilot 7une, ja7 to ti mi ja7 to k'u xta xavich' 7albel ti mi yu7un 7avich' 7ilel mi yu7un 7avich' tael mi 7o buch'u te sk'an parte yu7un 7ilbil ya7el ti vo7ot lamilvan, yiyil, batan 7un, yiyil, kere, yan ti mi7n 7o buch'u nayil, mi 7o buch'u nask'el ti milvanemot 7ikta nan xu7 xu7 xavich' kastiko bi 7a, 76ra Ie7e, mu7nuk 7o buch'u yilojot, yech no 7ox ta j-mek k'op ya7el 7une, ja7 no 7ox yu7un ti 7ile ya7el ti k'u7ule ti xinchaile, ti pixalale ti k'utikuk ya7el ti bu mukul 7une, mu jna7tik mi ves-be-o7 talem, mu jna7tik mi 7o bu batem ta be-o7 krixchano, pero ja7 nan ja7 nan muk' i jk'oplaltik bu xilajotik ya7el 7une, mu7yuk to sk'oplal ti krixchano bu xcham ti vo7ne 7une, ja7 to ti mi yu7un 7o buch'u ba sk'an parte ja7, 7a 7un taje, muk' la sk'oplal mi nojel be-o7 bu la laj 7un, ch'abal k'op, ch'ay ti vinike, 7ich'ay, 7i yu7 nan mu7yuk yajnil mi k'u xi, mi mu7yuk sme7, k'u xi x7elan ti 7antz ya7el ti vinikuk 7une, muk' buch'u ssa7 k'op, yech'o cham, ti cham ti vinike, ch'abal k'op, ch'abal." Kechel 7ikom chak taj 7une, 7i laj 7o 7un. abundance of game, a bizarre piece de resistance, and a wildly thirsty wife. The major plot, revealed in excruciatingly fine detail, offers a series of dramatic contrasts. Lover is like husband. Lover is like dead dog. Wife seems honest and hardworking, but is unfaithful. Lover's penis is like deer's penis. Husband assumes wife's role; he grinds the chilis and serves the meal. Husband gives wife a delicious repast, but with fatal effect. Lover's penis produces bloated stomach, pregnant with death, Husband appears guilty, but is "proved" innocent.
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