"Another day, my friend, do not take too much for granted.
Make sure the enemy is stone dead before you make a fire!"

Then off he ran so swiftly that his long bushy tail hung out
in a straight line with his back.






IKTOMI AND THE FAWN






IKTOMI AND THE FAWN


IN one of his wanderings through the wooded lands, Iktomi saw
a rare bird sitting high in a tree-top. Its long fan-like tail
feathers had caught all the beautiful colors of the rainbow.
Handsome in the glistening summer sun sat the bird of rainbow
plumage. Iktomi hurried hither with his eyes fast on the bird.

He stood beneath the tree looking long and wistfully at the
peacock's bright feathers. At length he heaved a sigh and began:
"Oh, I wish I had such pretty feathers! How I wish I were not I!