of the wigwam.

As the Ice King passed out he said, "You have conquered me twice.
You shall always be my master."

Ever since that time men have been masters of the Ice King. When
his cold breath blows, they make the fires warmer and their
clothing thicker. [Footnote: Adapted from "The Ice Man" in Legends
of the MicMacs, published by S. T. Rand; permission to use given
by Helen S. Webster, owner of copyright.]





THE WOLF, THE GOAT, AND THE KID


"Good-by, little one," said Mrs. White Paw, the goat, to her
daughter.

"Do not go, mother, I am afraid to stay here alone," cried little
Nanny.

"But I must get my dinner or you will have no milk for your
supper," said her mother.

"There is nothing to fear but the prowling wolf. Bar the door when
I am gone; then he can not get in. Do not open the door unless you
hear this password, 'Cursed be the wolf and all his race!'"