This story is one of the picturesque and ever-sad Indian legends that survive, even at this date, in the valley of Yosemite. Yosemite, the valley in which the young brave Kos-Su-Kah and his beautiful sweetheart, Tee-Hee-Nay, met their strange fate, and straightaway became part of the appealing mythology of that wonderful valley. The Indians of Yosemite believe that the spirits of this couple still wander over the meadows of the "Lost Arrow." Upon their betrothal day, Kos-Su-Kah resolved to go hunting on the heights nearby, in order to supply game for the wedding feast. The young brave promised his wife to be that he would shoot an arrow from the cliff as a token of his success with the deer hunt, a feather was to be bound to the arrow for each buck that he had brought down. But in shooting the arrow Kos-Su-Kah's foot slipped on the ledge and he was dashed to the ledge far below. Tee-Hee-Nay, becoming impatient, climbed up, and discovering his body, summoned his young companions and had them lower her by means of a rope of tamarack boughs to the body of her loved one. She was able to bring the body to the top, but when she saw that her lover was dead she threw herself weeping upon his breast and died. The awestruck Indians, realizing the great love and perfect one between the two, made them honored among memories.