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Show EVERYDAY LIFE IN PUEBLO BONITO Photograph by O. C. Havens DISTURBED BURIALS AT PUEBLO BONITO Prehistoric peoples of the Southwest sometimes interred their dead in rooms of the village. This was done at Pueblo Bonito, but many of the bodies so buried were disturbed by grave-robbers long ago (see text, page 245). Note the elaborately decorated pottery. pleasing grinding songs as I have often heard through open doorways at Zufii. Excepting the present generation, which has been somewhat schooled in the ways of the white man, Pueblo peoples have changed but little since the very dawn of their socialistic form of self-government. Tradition connects them with the cave-dwellers and the occupants of storied communal houses in the wide desert spaces; the customs of these prehistoric town-builders are often reconstructed through knowledge of modern Pueblo life. THE PUEBLO WOMAN'S WORK WAS NEVER DONE Some few of us still believe in the old saw, Man works from sun to sun, but woman's work is never done. Although I am reasonably confident this time-worn adage did not originate in Pueblo Bonito, surely it was never more applicable than to the daily life of that ancient community. Indian-like, the inhabitants were up at break of day to greet the new sun as it peeped over the canyon rim and caressed with its long fingers the flat roofs of the topmost dwellings. Shortly thereafter the menfolk turned to their fields, to pursuit of deer that had ventured too close, or to forested slopes where beams and ceiling poles were felled and barked At the same time the women resumed the unending and varied tasks of their households. There were skins to tan, dyestuffs and clays to fetch, pots to fashion, and blankets to weave. Such fragile stuff as cotton cloth rarely survives the passing cen- |
