"How many Koshare are there in Tzitz hanutsh?
How many in Tanyi?
How many in Tyame who would sacrifice themselves for the ripening of fruit?
How many in Huashpa?
Shyuamo alone has as many Delight Makers as the remainder of the Zaashtesh.

One single clan as many as eleven others together! And"-- he drew himself up to his full height and fastened on the delegate of the Water clan a glance of strange fierceness, as he cried--"while your Koshare feed themselves well between the fasts, ours starve to regain strength after they have watched, prayed, and starved!" This explosion of bitter reproach was again followed by deep silence.
Tyope was indeed a fascinating speaker.

The maseua and the Hishtanyi Chayan were the only ones whom his oratorical talent could not lead astray.

He proceeded in a quieter tone,-- "We need more land.

Some of our fathers have suggested that we should extend our territory to the eastward and open the soil there.