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diff --git a/old/65355-0.txt b/old/65355-0.txt deleted file mode 100644 index ce8b1a4..0000000 --- a/old/65355-0.txt +++ /dev/null @@ -1,1234 +0,0 @@ -The Project Gutenberg eBook of The Lost Giant and Other American Indian -Tales Retold, by Violet Moore Higgins - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere in the United States and -most other parts of the world at no cost and with almost no restrictions -whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms -of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at -www.gutenberg.org. If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: The Lost Giant and Other American Indian Tales Retold - Story Time Tales - -Author: Violet Moore Higgins - -Release Date: May 16, 2021 [eBook #65355] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -Produced by: Charlene Taylor, David E. Brown, and the Online Distributed - Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was - produced from images generously made available by The Internet - Archive) - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LOST GIANT AND OTHER AMERICAN -INDIAN TALES RETOLD *** - -[Illustration: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” ASKED THE BRIDEGROOM] - - - - - THE - LOST GIANT - AND OTHER AMERICAN INDIAN TALES RETOLD - - STORIES AND PICTURES - by - Violet Moore Higgins - Author of “The Endless Story”, “The Little Juggler”, etc. - - [Illustration] - - WHITMAN PUBLISHING CO. - RACINE, WISCONSIN - - - - - COPYRIGHTED, 1918 BY - WHITMAN PUBLISHING CO. - - - - -CONTENTS - - - THE LOST GIANT 11 - - THE FEATHERED BRIDEGROOM 27 - - MANDOWMIN OF THE MAIZE 41 - - AWAHNEE AND THE GIANT 57 - - - - -ILLUSTRATIONS - - - “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” ASKED THE BRIDEGROOM (_frontispiece in color_) - - DECORATIVE TITLE PAGE 1 - - HE SWUNG THE CHILD ALOFT ON HIS SHOULDER 13 - - THEY CAME FLYING OUT OF THE BAG (_color_) 16 - - THE FAMILY SAT BEFORE ITS TENT 28 - - SHE BADE HIM WELCOME TO HER LODGE (_color_) 32 - - AS TALL AS A MAN IT STOOD 42 - - THE NEXT DAY THE YOUNG BRAVE APPEARED (_color_) 49 - - HE CARRIED WATER IN A GOURD 55 - - - - - To My Beloved Father - - who was always ready with an answer to - those questions of childhood: “Did - you ever see a ‘really-truly’ - Indian?” and “Will you - tell me about when - you were a little - boy?” V.M.H. - - - - -INTRODUCTION - - -Among the Indians who used to roam over our Western prairies in such -vast numbers, story telling was of the greatest importance. From the -opening of spring, through the summer, and far into the fall, the men -and older boys of the tribe were out each day hunting the deer in the -hills and the buffalo on the plains or spearing fish in the streams. -The women and girls meantime were occupied with their household duties -about the tepees. - -But at last came the long winter months when game was scarce, and the -old trails were covered with a blanket of snow. Then the Indians would -retreat to the snug wigwams, and there await the coming of spring -again. They had no books to read or newspapers and magazines with which -to while away those long winter days, and life would have been dull -indeed had it not been for their ability to tell stories to each other. - -They never lacked material out of which to build those tales. Each bird -and beast, each herb and flower; in fact, every living thing that -ran, or crawled, or flew about their native forests was known to the -Indians. They studied the habits of the wild creatures to an extent -that we might well follow. - -Then there were other forces that entered into their lives and stories. -In the flash of lightning from a dark cloud, in the roll of thunder, in -the rush of wind, or in the roar of waters tumbling over a cliff into -the river below, they heard the voice of the Great Spirit, unseen but -powerful. - -And so all their legends were woven around these things and were full -of strange incidents that had happened to them on their hunting trips. -Many included adventures that had been related by their fathers and -grandfathers around the winter camp fires years and years before. - -Let us imagine that we, too, are curled up comfortably on a deer-skin -in a chief’s tepee, close beside the glowing campfire, whose flames -cast a ruddy light on the circle of dark faces all about it, especially -on that of the chief who, pipe in hand, is just about to relate some of -these old legends of the American Indians. - - V. M. H. - - - - -[Illustration] - -The Lost Giant - - -Once upon a time, far back in the days when the elk, the moose, and the -buffalo roamed over the hills and plains of North America, and little -Indian children could call all the animals by name, there lived among -one of the northern tribes a very unhappy little boy named Wasewahto. - -His mother had been a chieftain’s daughter, but she had died when the -boy was a mere baby. His father had taken another wife, Wapiti--“the -elk”--so called by reason of her large ugly head. Wasewahto’s father -was dead now, too, and the little boy lived alone with his stepmother, -who had no love for him and treated him very badly. He was too small to -hunt and fish for his own food, and often Wapiti refused to share hers -with him, giving him only a few bones to gnaw. - -One day she rolled up her belongings into a bundle and, without a word -to Wasewahto, went away. Two days passed without a sign of her return. -Then the little boy, hungry and frightened, sat down before his tent -and cried bitterly. - -[Illustration: HE SWUNG THE CHILD ALOFT ON HIS SHOULDER] - -As he sat there sobbing and crying he felt the earth quiver beneath -him, and looking up, he saw through his tears, a giant Indian who -towered up to the very tree tops. - -“Why are you crying?” asked the giant in a voice like distant thunder. - -“Because I am all alone,” answered Wasewahto. “My stepmother has been -gone two days and I have no food.” - -“You are the stepson of Wapiti?” asked the giant. The little boy -nodded, and the giant continued: “Then she will never come back--she -has gone to another tribe. Come home with me.” And he swung the child -aloft on his big broad shoulder. Away they went to the giant’s wigwam, -and there Wasewahto lived happily for many moons. - -But one night the giant had a dream, in which the spirit of Wasewahto’s -father appeared to him, and told him to return the boy to his -stepmother. The dream was so vivid that it troubled him, and he began -to break camp the next morning, and prepare for a march. - -But when Wasewahto heard what his friend proposed to do, he cried and -cried, and clung to the giant, and begged him not to go, but the big -man was still worried over his dream, and insisted upon going. - -“But I will not leave you unless I find a tribe which will be kind to -you,” he said at last, as they were starting, and with that promise -Wasewahto had to be satisfied. The giant swung the boy to his shoulder -and set out. - -After four days’ travel they reached a strange camp, and here they -found Wapiti. She was furiously angry when she saw the boy, but a fear -of the giant kept her silent. When he had told her his dream, she too -felt uneasy, and pretended to welcome Wasewahto. But when the giant -left him with his stepmother, and prepared to leave, the child sobbed -and cried so hard and pleaded so earnestly with his friend to stay and -live near him, that the big man paused. - -“I will stay if the tribe will have me,” he said at last, and no one -dared refuse. When they had given their consent the giant said: “I -will work for the tribe--I will hunt and fish and fight--but one thing -you must promise me. Never give me otter’s flesh to eat or I will go -away and never return.” - -[Illustration: IN ANOTHER INSTANT THEY CAME FLYING OUT OF THE BAG] - -So the tribe promised, and little Wasewahto was happy. The giant taught -him to hunt and fish, so that never again would he have to starve if -Wapiti should desert him. The little boy soon had many friends. He was -so merry and bright, his aim with an arrow was so true and he was such -a brave little warrior, that all the tribe loved him. - -All but Wapiti--she still hated the boy, and she hated the giant even -more, for she felt that had it not been for him, she would long ago -have been rid of the unwelcome child. In her heart she was always -trying to make some plan whereby she might be freed from both of them. -One day a hunter brought in a freshly killed deer for the giant, who -was very fond of roast venison, and Wapiti at last had her chance. - -She prepared a splendid roast, but here and there among the deer meat -she made a tiny slit with a sharp knife, and slid in pieces of otter -flesh. The giant returned from fishing, with a ravenous appetite, and -sat down to the meal with a relish. But the first bite revealed the -trickery of Wapiti, and with a furious glare at her, the giant leaped -to his feet, strode from the camp, and never was seen again by the -tribe. - -Soon the warriors returned, and when they learned what had happened, -Wapiti had no further chance to carry out her cruel plans against -Wasewahto, for they drove her from the camp with stones and arrows, -and said if ever she returned her life would be forfeited. Then they -adopted her stepson as the child of the tribe. - -Poor little Wasewahto! Though he was among friends, he grieved -continually for the loss of his dear giant, as did all the tribe, -though not as bitterly. He could not be tempted with even the daintiest -foods, and he did not care to play any more. The Indians made him -splendid bows and arrows, and the medicine-man carved a rattle for him -out of a buffalo bone, but nothing seemed to make him happy. As winter -came on he grew thinner and paler and sadder every day, and shivered at -the slightest breeze. - -At last his friends could bear it no longer, and begged him to tell -them what, next to having the giant back again, would make him happiest. - -He answered at once, “Take me where the summer is. If I could see -flowers in the woods, and could shoot at the birds with my bow and -arrows again, I believe I could be happy.” - -“Then we will hunt for the summer-land, oh little Wasewahto,” they -cried, and set out the next day at sunrise. - -For many days they traveled toward the south, and at last, on the -shores of a great lake, they came upon a strange tepee. It was that of -a hostile tribe, however, and so Wasewahto’s friends hid themselves in -the rushes by the water’s edge, and called on the beaver to help them. - -“What you seek is indeed here,” said the wise old animal, when they had -told him their story, “And I will help you.” - -Accordingly he asked the moose to swim to the middle of the lake, and -in the meantime he began gnawing busily at the canoe paddles of the -hostile tribe, not enough to saw them off entirely, but merely to -weaken them. - -Suddenly there was a shout from the tepee. Someone had seen the moose -and all were eager to chase him. The enemies of Wasewahto and his -friends ran to the shore, leaped into their canoes, and put out after -the moose. - -When they were well out into the middle of the lake the beaver led -Wasewahto and his friends into the tepee by a hidden tent flap, so that -they might not be seen from the water side. From the very top of the -highest tent pole there hung a great leather bag. As soon as he saw it, -Wasewahto began to smile, a little at first, then more and more, and at -last, laughing aloud, he caught up his little bow and arrows and aimed -straight at the hanging pouch. - -As the dart pierced the leather, the wigwam was suddenly filled with -the twittering of birds, and in another instant they came flying out of -the bag and out of the tepee--thousands of them, robins, woodpeckers, -swallows, orioles, jays, wrens, bluebirds, and many others. For summer -had been tied up in the leather pouch, there to hang quietly until -another year. - -The Indians on the lake had by this time discovered that there were -intruders in their camp, and that summer, placed in their keeping, had -been set free. Desperately they began to head for shore, but now under -the strain all the paddles broke, and the Indians were left floating on -the lake, screaming with helpless rage, while the moose swam away to -cover. - -Now it began to be summer everywhere. The snow and ice melted away; the -brook, which had been locked up under layers of ice, began to gurgle -and laugh again; the green leaves came out on the trees, and even the -flowers began to spring up in the woods. Wasewahto was perfectly -happy. He grew plump and rosy, and he laughed with joy as he shot his -arrows and threw the harpoon for fish. - -But the beaver and the moose came presently to think that perhaps they -had meddled with things that were not their affair, and that if the -Great Spirit had intended it to be summer all the time, he would not -have tied it up in a bag part of the year. So they decided to correct -their mistake; but when at last they had fixed upon a plan, they found -they could not agree upon the length of time summer should be allowed -out of its prison. So they called all the animals together and asked -for their advice. Everyone had a different idea. Some advised a month, -some ten, some eleven. - -At last up jumped an old frog, and holding out his webbed foot, with -its four toes, so that all might see it, he croaked in his deep voice, -“Have four--have four--have four--” over and over again, until he -drowned out the voices of the others. His persistence so wearied them -that at last they gave in to him and decided on four, as he wished. - -So now there are but four months of summer in the Northland, and little -Wasewahto is perfectly happy during those days. Then he smiles all the -time, as he works and plays. That is why the sunshine is so pleasant, -and why the brooks seem to gurgle with joy in the summer time. But when -the winter days come, and the cold rains of autumn fall, those are -the tears of Wasewahto, sitting by the fire and weeping for his lost -friend, the giant. - - - - -The Feathered Bridegroom - -[Illustration: THE FAMILY SAT BEFORE ITS TENT] - - - - -The Feathered Bridegroom - - -Long, long ago, before the coming of the white man to the shores of -America, there lived, far up in the north country, near the banks of a -broad river, a squaw named Speckled Eagle, with her little son Running -Buffalo and her beautiful daughter Deerfoot, a maiden of fifteen. - -Speckled Eagle was the widow of a great warrior and she determined that -her daughter should never marry until there came to woo her some mighty -chieftain of a powerful tribe. Many a young brave came to the tepee, -for Deerfoot was as good as she was lovely. Many a one would have wed -her, but none were ever rich or noble enough to please Speckled Eagle. - -But one day as the family sat before its tent, weaving mats of sweet -grass, a white canoe came gliding down the broad river, and in it there -sat a handsome stranger. He was clad all in white, in garments made of -deer-skin, sewed over with beads and shells and trimmed with ermine -tails. - -Speckled Eagle looked at him eagerly. Ah, if only he were coming to -woo Deerfoot! As she watched, the stranger gave a few skillful strokes -of his paddle that sent his canoe out of the current and brought it -gliding toward the shore before Speckled Eagle’s lodge. In another -moment he was stepping out upon the pebbly shore. - -All a-flutter with excitement Speckled Eagle went hurrying down to meet -him, not forgetting in her haste to snatch up a bundle of bark which -hung in the tepee. When she had greeted the strange brave and bade him -welcome to her lodge, she spread pieces of the bark before him on the -ground from the landing to the tepee, to do him honor. When he had -reached the campfire, she begged him to rest on a soft pile of skins -while she and her daughter prepared a feast for him. - -Everyone in her camp was delighted with the handsome stranger--all but -one old dog which growled and showed his teeth from the moment the -unknown brave stepped ashore. The man trembled at the dog’s angry -snarls, and said he could not eat a bit of the feast until that ugly -animal was taken away. - -Anxious to please her noble guest, Speckled Eagle led the old dog out -into the bushes and killed him, though she dared not tell Deerfoot what -she had done, for the girl was fond of the faithful dog. - -Soon the stranger made it known that he was a chieftain from the far -north, who had made a temporary camp down the river a few miles below -Speckled Eagle’s tepee. Furthermore he said that he wished to wed the -lovely Deerfoot. The girl was so charmed by his handsome face, his -well-built figure and splendid carriage that she consented at once. -Speckled Eagle was more than satisfied to have so fine a son-in-law. So -a great wedding feast was held and Deerfoot married the strange brave -that night. - -[Illustration: DEERFOOT GREETS THE STRANGER] - -On the following morning when Speckled Eagle was ready to make a -fire, she went out into the bushes to get some dry faggots. There lay -the body of the old dog she had killed, pecked full of holes as if a -great bird had feasted on it. The soft earth round about was marked by -strange three-toed prints. - -A sudden fear came to Speckled Eagle’s heart. She hurried back to the -camp, and asked all present to take off their moccasins or shoes. All -did as she bade--all but the stranger. - -“I never take off my shoes,” he said haughtily, “It is a custom of my -tribe.” - -“But see the beautiful moccasins I have made for you,” insisted -Speckled Eagle. For many moons she had worked on them, intending them -to be a wedding gift for her noble son-in-law, whenever he should -appear. They were of the softest leather, heavily beaded and worked in -quills of the porcupine, and the stranger’s eyes began to glisten as -he looked at them. Like a flash he whipped off his own moccasins, and -put on the new ones before Speckled Eagle could see his feet. But the -little brother’s eyes were sharp. - -“Mother,” he cried in terror, “he has feet like a bird--he has only -three toes.” - -At this the stranger grew angry and looked at the little boy so -fiercely that he said no more, but Speckled Eagle was strangely -troubled and felt that all was not right. - -When they had breakfasted the stranger ordered his bride to follow him -to his camp, far down the river, where he had many beautiful gifts for -her. Deerfoot did not want to go. The incident of the moccasins had -frightened her, but her husband promised her they should return by -sundown, so at last she climbed into the stern of his canoe, while the -stranger took his place at the bow, and they paddled away down stream. - -Deerfoot looked back at the camp as long as she could see it, and -watched Speckled Eagle and the little brother, Running Buffalo, waving -to her from the shore. But at last a turn of the river hid them from -view. - -For several hours Deerfoot and her husband went on down the river with -the current, he paddling, she giving an occasional stroke, where the -stream did not run as fast as usual. About noon-day it began to rain, a -shower at first, then a downpour. As the rain continued to fall harder -and harder, the bride suddenly noticed that the water was washing away -her husband’s splendid white coat, and beneath it she could see black -feathers and a long black tail. - -Then she knew what evil had befallen her. She had married a Crow, the -bird of wickedness, whose tricky ways oft deceived the Indians. - -Deerfoot was very much frightened, but she began to plan her escape at -once. With her small deft hands she tied the long black tail to the -crossbar of the canoe, using a leather thong from her moccasins. - -“What are you doing?” asked the Crow, as he felt her fingers among his -feathers. - -“Smoothing down your beautiful coat, and sewing on some of the beads -that have become loosened,” she replied. - -“Ah, I see you are industrious, as a good wife should be,” he answered -with a sly grin, but without turning. - -All the long afternoon they floated down the river, and as it drew on -toward sunset the canoe glided along into a rushy, reed-covered marsh -where the wild ducks made their nests. As the canoe slipped among the -grasses, dozens of frightened birds rose in great flocks and flew -across the marshes. - -“These shores are full of duck eggs, husband,” said Deerfoot, as she -watched the circling birds. Seized by a sudden idea she cried: “Let me -land here for a moment, and I will soon find a dozen for your supper.” - -Now the Crow was hungry, and the prospect of a dozen roasted duck eggs -pleased him immensely. - -“You are a good wife,” he said, “but make haste--we still have far to -go,” and he ran the canoe close to the shore. - -Before the keel had even grated on the pebbles, like the swift-footed -deer for whom she was named, the Indian maid had sprung ashore and -darted up the bank into the forest. She was soon out of sight speeding -like an arrow through the woods, back to her mother, her brother, and -her home. - -The Crow gave a harsh cry, which resembled a caw, as he saw her go, and -began screaming at the top of his voice: “Stop--stop--I’ll bring you -back, and punish you for this.” - -But he could not free himself to follow her. Deerfoot had fastened his -tail too securely to the crossbar for him to loosen it easily. It took -him nearly an hour to untie the last knot, for it was no easy task to -reach around behind his back, and, by the sense of touch alone, pick -out countless knots tied in wet leather. - -By the time the Crow had untied all the thongs that held him. Deerfoot -was far away in the forest, so he sunk his canoe, resumed his bird -shape once more and flew off screeching as he went: “Again I have -tricked my enemy--man.” - - - - -Mandowmin of the Maize - -[Illustration: AS TALL AS A MAN IT STOOD (_See Page 55_)] - - - - -Mandowmin of the Maize - - -In the history of the Pilgrims and their early struggles on the bleak -shores of New England, it is told how they were taught by the friendly -Indians, Samoset and Squanto, to plant Indian corn, which soon became -one of the principal articles of food on their tables. And even now, -after nearly three hundred years, there is scarcely any food we think -of as more truly American, than corn meal mush, or piping hot corn -cakes. - -But long long ago, before the feet of white men ever trod the forest of -the New World, as America was called in those days, and while Indians -in vast numbers roamed over the land, there was a time when Indian corn -or maize was unknown even to the red men. Their food consisted almost -entirely of meat--the fleet-footed deer and wild turkey--and fish from -the little trout streams. Sometimes a handful of sweet berries was -found, which added zest to the meal. - -Life ran on smoothly in the summer time, for then the Indians lived -well, but when the long, snowy New England winters set in, it was quite -a different matter. The streams froze over, the birds flew south, and -the deer retreated farther into the depths of the forest. Sometimes -when there had been an unusually large number of deer killed in the -fall, the Indian women cut up the flesh into strips and dried it in the -warm bright autumn sunshine. This dried meat was then stored away for -the long winter. But the supply seldom lasted until spring, and the -people had to face days of famine and suffering during which many of -them died. - -Now it chanced in those days that there lived a little Indian boy -named Waso. He was the son of a chieftain, and like his father he had -a kind and gentle heart. The chieftain never forgot to give thanks to -the Great Spirit for every catch of fish and for every nimble deer -his sharp arrows killed. When times of famine fell upon the tribe, -he shared with them until he had no more left to give, and he was -constantly trying to discover ways in which he might help his people. - -Little Waso, growing from babyhood into boyhood in this kindly -atmosphere, began to think very seriously of the welfare of his tribe, -over whom he would some day rule as a chieftain. - -Often he dreamed strange dreams. He would imagine that he was walking -through a dense forest where the briars and brambles stung him, and -brought out a rash on his tender skin. But then, at his very feet would -spring up a cluster of bright berries, or some green herb, and a voice -seemed to urge him to crush the plant and lay it on the red spot. He -obeyed and was instantly healed. So too, in a dream, was the bite of -a poisonous snake cured. The strangest part of all was that on the -following day these things all happened exactly as in his vision. Waso -always found the herb he needed growing near him, and thus was saved -from many a misfortune. - -He told his father of these things, and the chieftain called together -the older men of the tribe and related to them all that had happened. -They believed his dreams were messages from the Great Spirit, and from -that time each particular herb of which the child had dreamed, was -carefully gathered and stored away for use as medicine. All the old men -declared that Waso would some day become a great chieftain. - -At last, for little Waso, came the time when an Indian boy goes away -from his family and fasts and calls on the Great Spirit to show him a -vision of his future life and teach him how to live wisely and well. So -the chieftain built a little wigwam for Waso, at some distance from the -others, and the boy went to it, and began the solemn rites. - -That first night in his tent alone, he dreamed that the Great Spirit -sent a new gift to his people, a food by means of which it would be -easier for them to live and which would provide against days of famine. -This gift was called Mandowmin and was to grow out of the black soil. -But the manner in which he should find it was not revealed to Waso -and after he awoke he could think of nothing else but the mysterious -gift. - -[Illustration: THE NEXT DAY THE YOUNG BRAVE APPEARED] - -He fasted for three days in his lonely tent, sleeping at night on a bed -of skins. The third day, weak from lack of food, he looked out of his -doorway at sunset, and saw a splendid young brave flying down from the -sky. He was clad all in green and yellow, and a tuft of green plumes -nodded on his head. - -“I am come, oh Little-Chieftain-Who-Loves-His-People, from the Great -Spirit,” said the stranger. “He looks with favor upon you and your -father the Chieftain, because you contend not with arrows and spears, -but seek only the good of your people. I have great news for you, news -of a wonderful gift from the Great Spirit; but first you must wrestle -with me, as it is only by overcoming me that you may learn the secret.” - -Now Waso was so faint and weak that he swayed as he stood, but without -hesitation he began to wrestle with the mysterious stranger. It was an -unequal struggle, however, and soon the boy lay on his back, panting -for breath. - -“I will come again tomorrow,” said the stranger, and vanished. - -The next day at the same hour the young brave appeared at Waso’s -tent, and again they wrestled. Once more Waso was vanquished, but -the stranger only smiled his kind friendly smile and said: “Be -brave, little Waso! You have another chance--tomorrow--but your -last--remember.” - -On the third day Waso was so weak that he could scarcely stand, but he -said to himself that he must win in order to learn the great secret for -his people. And so much did his strong will help his weak body that at -last he overthrew the young brave in green. - -“Well done, Little Chieftain,” said the stranger, as he arose from the -ground, where Waso had thrown him in the struggle, and dusted off his -garments. “Tomorrow at set of sun I will come again for the last time. -If I am vanquished I shall die. You must then strip off my garments, -clear a spot of earth free from all stones, weeds and roots, soften the -earth, and bury me in that spot. Then come often to my grave, and see -if perchance I have returned to life once more; but let no weeds grow -over me. Promise that you will do all as I tell you, and then you shall -know the secret of the Great Spirit.” - -Waso promised though with tears in his eyes. He had grown to love the -handsome stranger with whom he had wrestled on three days at sunset, -and the thought of his death saddened the boy, but he gave him his word. - -The next morning the chieftain came to his son’s tent with food. - -“You have proved yourself a man, my son,” he said. “A longer fast may -do you harm.” - -But Waso answered: “Wait only, oh my father, until evening, and when -the sun goes down I shall return to your fireside.” - -So the chieftain went home alone. - -At sunset the strange brave returned and appeared once more at Waso’s -tent. For the last time they fought. Steadily Waso gained and finally -the stranger sank weakly to his knees. He arose again, and once more -Waso put forth all his strength and threw his foe to earth. The -stranger murmured faintly: “Your promise--remember,” and spoke no more. - -Gently, tenderly, with tears streaming down his cheeks, Waso obeyed the -instructions. Drawing off the beautiful green and yellow garments, he -buried his strange friend in the soft black soil. Then he returned to -his father’s home. But every day he visited the lonely grave far away -at the edge of the forest. Carefully he pulled away the weeds and in -the dry season he carried water in gourds to keep the earth soft and -moist. Then one day, to his joy, he saw that the green plumes of the -stranger’s head-dress were pushing through the soil. His friend was -coming back to him. - -All this time Waso had kept these things a secret, but as the summer -drew to a close, he led his father to the distant grave. He told the -chieftain the strange story, and, when he had finished, pointed to -where there rose from the center of the stranger’s grave a plant whose -like had never been seen before by the chieftain. As tall as a man -it stood, straight and green, with broad shining leaves waving in the -autumn breeze, topped by silky bright brown hair and nodding green -plumes. From either side grew long green husks full of pearly white -grains, sweet and juicy to the taste. - -[Illustration: HE CARRIED WATER IN GOURDS] - -“It is my friend come back to me,” cried Waso. “It is Mandowmin, the -Indian corn. It is the gift of the Great Spirit, and so long as we -renew it from year to year, and watch and tend it, we need never fear -the famine.” - -That night, round the grave of Mandowmin, the members of the tribe held -a feast and thanked the Great Spirit for his goodness. - - - - -Awahnee and the Giant - - - - -Awahnee and the Giant - - -Years and years ago, when there were no white men in all the great land -we now call North America and the Indians were free to roam the woods, -living by the fish they speared and the deer they shot, men knew very -little about the world in which they lived. They did not understand why -we have day and night, sun and moon, summer and winter, and so they -made up all sorts of pretty stories about these strange facts. - -When the last leaves of autumn had fallen, and the Indians were glad -to huddle around the fires in their wigwams, little Indian boys and -girls would ask their elders: - -“Why does it grow colder?” “Will it ever be warm again?” and dozens of -other questions. And here is the tale that the old men of one tribe -always told the little folks in answer. - -Long ago, there lived a great hunter, A-wah-nee, a tall young brave. -No one in all his tribe could shoot an arrow so far or so straight -as could A-wah-nee. When he was still a very young man, his fame had -spread even beyond his own land to other tribes. - -He kept two great pet wolves as hunting dogs, huge fierce animals that -were the terror of the tribe. And well they might be, too, for they -were under a spell. When A-wah-nee was deep in the forest and saw a -deer near him, he had only to say “Up wolves” and in an instant they -were as big as bears and had pounced upon the deer. Then he would say -“Down wolves” and once more they would be their own proper size. - -In a few years the deer in the forest, on the edge of which A-wah-nee -and his grandmother lived in a small wigwam, had grown so clever and -wary that they kept themselves hidden away all the day and roamed only -at night. Presently A-wah-nee began to long for other forests where the -deer were not so shy. At last one day he brought in from the hunt a -half dozen fine deer. - -“Dry that meat in the sun,” he said to his grandmother, “and you will -have food in plenty until I return. I am going on a journey to other -hunting grounds where game is bigger and more plentiful.” - -Then he slung his snow shoes over his shoulder, for it was nearing the -cold days, caught up his bow and arrows and his hunting knife, and -strode off toward the north. As he journeyed he saw many a fine deer -and moose. Some he shot, others he let go unharmed, for he was always -seeking bigger game. Ever the wind grew more cold and cutting, the -grass and leaves began to wither and disappear, and soon there was a -covering of ice on the water and a blanket of snow on the ground. - -But A-wah-nee put on his snow shoes and went skimming away, until at -last he came to a huge wigwam almost buried in the drifts of snow. -There was a thread of smoke curling up from the top, and A-wah-nee, who -had begun to feel cold and weary, lifted the tent flap and walked in. - -There was but one person in the wigwam, a very old giant, with deep -wrinkles in his face, and snow white hair and beard. When he spoke, -his great voice sounded like the howling of the north wind in the pine -trees. - -“Ho! young brave,” he cried. “Who are you? Whence come you? What do you -want in my wigwam?” - -“I am A-wah-nee,” answered the young man proudly; “mightiest hunter of -my tribe. I have killed all the game worthy of my bow, and now seek new -quarry, bigger and fleeter. But tell me your name, old man.” - -“Winter!” roared the white haired giant in such a fierce tone that -A-wah-nee began to feel afraid of him. “I rule the Kingdom of Cold. I -bring the snow and ice. My breath kills all it touches. But sit down if -you are not afraid of me. I bid you welcome.” - -A-wah-nee was ashamed to show his fear after the boasting remark he had -made at first, so he sat down by the giant’s fire, took a bit of moose -meat from a leather pouch at his side, and began to eat it. While the -old man related tales of great hunts and battles of his younger days -and told of the wonderful deeds the frost giants had wrought at his -bidding. - -A-wah-nee was amazed at these stories, which made him feel that -perhaps, after all, he was not as great a hunter as he had believed. -Presently, in spite of the glowing fire beside him, the young brave -began to feel very chilly. His teeth chattered and he tried to jump up -and run about to warm himself. - -But he could not move. Something seemed to hold him hand and foot; his -head fell forward and he rolled over on the ground, fast asleep. The -giant laughed until he fairly shook the forest, and the echoes went -rolling along like distant thunder. - -“You’ll have a good sleep, my boy, before you hunt again,” he laughed, -as he strode out of the wigwam, chuckling. - -He had spoken the truth indeed, for it was six months before the charm -was over and young A-wah-nee awoke. When at last he stretched his limbs -and opened his eyes, the old man, who was sitting beside him, burst -into roars of laughter, and told him of the joke he had played. - -A-wah-nee was furious, but he kept his anger to himself. Courteously he -thanked the giant for his welcome and for the interesting stories, and -bade him good-bye; but as he set out for the southland, he was saying -in his heart: “The day will come when I will mock you, old man.” - -He traveled on for many weeks. Gradually the snow melted away, grass -and flowers began to appear, and when he reached the southland, -thousands of birds were twittering and singing in the trees. - -People were singing too, there in the southland, singing and dancing -around their beloved Queen of Summer. At first A-wah-nee laughed when -he saw her, for she was only a mite of a creature scarcely as tall as -A-wah-nee’s foot, with long black hair waving about her shoulders and -dark eyes flashing fire. But as he looked at her, an idea leaped into -his mind, and grew and grew into a great plan to fool the giant Winter. - -Carefully the young brave carried out his scheme. First he went deep -into the heart of the forest and killed a deer. Then he skinned it -carefully, and made its hide into long thin strips which he rolled into -a tight ball. - -Returning to the place where the men of the southland were singing and -dancing about their little Queen of Summer, A-wah-nee waited his time. -In a moment when they were not on guard, he caught up the tiny figure, -tucked her out of sight in a fold of his blanket, and went striding -away into the forest. As he fled he took care to unwind some ten or -more turns of the deer-skin string ball, and let the loose ends dangle -several yards behind him. - -A-wah-nee was very fleet of foot and, too, he had taken the men of -the south so entirely unawares that before they had planned how to -rescue their stolen Queen, the thief was already deep in the forest and -quite out of sight. But presently they came upon the deer string and, -winding it up as they went, began to follow where it led. - -In the meantime A-wah-nee had traveled far and reached, at last, -the wigwam of the giant Winter. As before, the old man welcomed him -pleasantly and bade him enter, for he meant to exert his spell over the -young hunter once more. - -“Sit by my fire and rest,” he roared in his great voice. “You must be -weary after your long hunt. I will tell you tales of the giants while -you refresh your tired limbs.” - -“Ah no!” laughed A-wah-nee. “This time, oh giant, I will tell the tales -to you,” and he smiled knowingly and began to speak. - -As he talked, a strange thing happened to the giant. His head nodded, -his voice grew weak, he shook all over, and tears began to run from his -eyes, for little by little A-wah-nee had been drawing the folds of his -blanket away from the little Queen of Summer, and she had been watching -the old man with bright black eyes. At last she stepped out boldly on -A-wah-nee’s knee, and smiled at Winter. Under that smile he grew weaker -and weaker until at last he fell to the floor of the wigwam, and melted -away until nothing was left of him but a pool of water from which came -a hoarse, moaning cry. - -A-wah-nee and the little Queen turned away from him and stepped out -doors. A great change had come over the scene. The snow had gone, the -grass was fresh and green, the ice had melted away, and the brooks -were trying to sing even louder than the happy birds. Everything was -as beautiful as the southland itself, even more so, for there was a -cool, sweet fragrance in the air that had come from the pure snow as it -melted. - -Soon A-wah-nee and the little Queen found themselves surrounded by -the men of the southland, and they were rejoiced to see their beloved -ruler once more, safe and unharmed. When A-wah-nee told them why he had -borrowed their little Queen, they were quite ready to forgive him. - -Indeed, they found the northland so beautiful they longed to make it -their home, but A-wah-nee warned them that the Summer Queen’s power -could last but six months. At the end of that time the old giant -Winter would rise from the pool of water, resume his former shape, and -with his breath freeze all the country, over which he ruled. - -So from that time on, the men of the southland came each year to the -frozen realm of the old giant Winter, bringing their little Queen of -Summer, and with her approach the old man was forced to take a six -months’ nap. And so it has been even to this day. 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