Indian Why Stories by Frank Bird Linderman
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sang just as OLD-man did so long ago. He
let the children try to guess the hand that held the bone, as the animal-people did that fateful night; but, like the animals, they al- ways guessed wrong. Laughingly War Eagle said: "Now go to your beds and come to see me to-morrow night. Ho!" HOW THE OTTER SKIN BECAME GREAT "MEDICINE" It was rather late when we left War Eagle's lodge after having learned why the Indians never kill the Mice-people; and the milky way was white and plain, dimming the stars with its mist. The children all stopped to say good night to little Sees-in-the-dark, a brand-new baby sister of Bluebird's; then they all went to bed. The next day the boys played at war, just as white boys do; and the girls played with dolls dressed in buckskin clothes, until it grew tiresome, when they visited relatives until it came time for us all to go to their grand- father's lodge. He was smoking when we |
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