Blackfeet Indian Stories by George Bird Grinnell
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there lives a big bear and his wives and children. He takes all the
best food and leaves us nothing. He is the chief of this place." Early in the morning Kut-o-yis´ said to the old women, "Harness up your dogs to the travois now and go over to the piskun, and I will kill some fat meat for you." When they got there, he killed a fat cow and helped the old women to cut it up, and they took it to the lodge. One of those old women said, "Ah me, the bears will be sure to come." "Why do you say that?" he asked. They said to him, "We shall be sorry to lose this back fat." "Do not fear," he said. "No one shall take this back fat from you. Now, take all those best pieces and hang them up, so that those who live in the bear lodge may see them." They did so. Pretty soon the old bear chief said to one of his children, "By this time I think the people have finished killing. Go out now and look about; see where the nicest pieces are, and bring in some nice back fat." One of the young bears went out of the lodge and stood up and looked about, and when it saw this meat hanging by the old women's lodge close by, it went over toward it. "Ah," said the old women, "there are those bears." |
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