center of the pile the young woman planted a pole with a red flag.
She then began to howl like a wolf, loudly.

In a moment the earth seemed covered with wolves. They fell
greedily on the meat pile and in a short time had eaten the last
scrap.

The young woman then joined her own people.

Her husband wanted her to come and live with him again. For a long
time she refused. However, at last they became reconciled.






THE RACCOON AND THE CRAWFISH

Sharp and cunning is the raccoon, say the Indians, by whom he is
named Spotted Face.

A crawfish one evening wandered along a river bank, looking for
something dead to feast upon. A raccoon was also out looking for
something to eat. He spied the crawfish and formed a plan to catch
him.

He lay down on the bank and feigned to be dead. By and by the
crawfish came near by. "Ho," he thought, "here is a feast indeed;
but is he really dead. I will go near and pinch him with my claws