Native American Little People

The Osage Little People are reputed to be ugly, wrinkled, and gnomish looking, wearing tattered, old fashioned, clothes. Supposedly they are kidnappers who trade babies for changelings. I've also heard that they were warriors who died without honor.

A woman who works at the Osage museum told me that when she was young and had had a child, she left it asleep on the sofa and went to check on something outside, when she stepped back in to the house the baby was dead. She is now in her sixties and to this day she blames the babies death on the little people.

When my daughter about ten years old she was walking home with two of her friends, from one of their houses, over the hill from our house. Just as they topped the ridge an Osage little person came at them and my daughter kicked him so hard he flew over the bushes on the side of the road and the girls tore down the hill to the safety of the house.

They were in a panic and told me what happened. My daughter said he was looking straight into her eyes with a horrible malice. She told him that she was an Eskimo, and no one, but no one, could steal her soul.

A few years later when she was seventeen I woke one night to a loud horrible banging on my front door. I ran to answer it, and it was an Osage woman whom I did not know. I let her in and calmed her as best as I was able. She told me that the little people were out and one spotted her just as she spotted him. She said he was making threatening gestures and started chasing her truck. She felt impelled to pull into my driveway and ran in to ask for help. Even though there were five of her tribal members houses between her spotting the little man and my house.

My daughter, who had two of her friends spending the night held hands, with my daughter in the middle, and went outside to walk the property and strengthen the wards.

Afterwards they all went down to the end of the driveway to watch the goings on. Everything calmed down and they came back in to tell me that the little people were acting drunk and carousing around being wild. The girl who had come to us for help and one of my daughters friends acting as body guard went to her house with no further incident.

The next day the neighbors were all complaining about knocking on doors and fence gates being opened. When they asked us if we had any problems the night before of course we hadn’t.

Some of the stories about little people from the Inupiat side of my family is if you are out hunting and you meet little people do as they say and you will have good hunting for the rest of the hunting season.

If you're out hunting and your arrow hits an animal and a little persons arrow hits it too - the kill is thiers even if your arrow hit first, Giving them that kill will give you good hunting for the rest of the year. If you follow any directions that are given to you by a little person while you're hunting, the hunting will be good.

The Cherokee way all black colored birds and animals belong to the little people and they are not to be hunted by humans.

Note to the native peoples, When you grow up as a native person in this country you are constantly told not to talk about psychic phenomena, and the paranormal, around "white people" because they will think you're crazy. That may have been true in the old wild west days on up to the 1950's but the 60's opened up the world to these ideas and we now have many imitators of our various native ways. If we don't tell our own stories with our own words there will be others who will tell them with thier words and change the important facts to suit thier own ends. We've seen this happening with Plastic Shaman. Go out tell the stories, and tell the truth, no one is going to harm you unless you let them