Wigwam Evenings Sioux Folk Tales Retold-Elaine Goodale Eastman, Charles Alexander Eastman

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1:00Hi, my name is Madison Tamplin, and I'm Pressley Hossbock. I've here joined this podcast, be sure to check us out on Clearing Smiles. Clearing Smiles is a podcast where we try to make health and wellness way less overwhelming. In partnership with Colgate Palm Olive, we're breaking down topics like oral health, pet nutrition, skin health, and more with the help of expert guests. We'll be swapping stories, learning healthy habits, and asking the tough questions like, how often should I floss? What kind of sunscreen is right for me? And finding out what vets wish every owner knew about nutrition. Be sure to check out Clearing Smiles wherever you're podcasts. Meet the Red Bull Dragonberry Emergizer. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so fire? Try them all only at McDonald's. Preface of Wigwam Evenings. Sue Folk Tales Retold. This is a Libra Box recording. All Libra Box recordings are in the public domain.

2:03For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibraBox.org. Read by Kirk Ziegler. Wigwam Evenings, Sue Folk Tales Retold by Charles Alexander Eastman and Elaine Gooddale Eastman. Note and Preface. The authors wish to acknowledge the courtesy of the Ladies' Home Journal, Good Housekeeping, and the Women's Home Companion, in giving permission to include in this volume several stories which first appeared in their pages. These scattered leaves from the Unwritten School Book of the Wilderness have been gathered together for the children of today, both as a slight contribution to the treasures of Aboriginal folklore and with the special purpose of adapting them to the demands of the American school and fireside. That is to say, we have chosen from a mass of material the shorter and simpler stories and parts of stories, and have not always insisted upon illiteral rendering,

3:04but taken such occasional liberties with the originals as seem necessary to fit them to the exigencies of an unlike tongue and to the sympathies of an alien race. Nevertheless, we hope and think that we have been able to preserve in the main the true spirit and feeling of these old tales, tales that have been handed down by oral traditional lawn through many generations of simple and story-loving people. The creation myths and others rich in meaning have been treated very simply, as their symbolism is too complicated for very young readers, and much of the characteristic detail of the rambly native storyteller has been omitted. A story that, to our thinking, is most effectively told in a brief ten minutes is by him made to fill a long evening by dint of minute unrealistic description of every stage of a journey. Each camp made, every feature of a ceremony performed, and so on indefinitely.

4:06True, the attention of his unlettered listeners never flags, but our sophisticated youngsters would soon worry we fear of any such repetition. There are stories here of different types, each of which has its prototype or parallel in the nursery tales of other nations. The animal fables of the philosophic redman are almost as ters and satisfying as those of Asop, of whom they put us strongly in mind. A little further on we meet with brave unfortunate heroes, and beautiful princesses, and wicked old witches, and magical transformations, and all the other deer familiar material of fairy-lore, combined with the touch that is unfamiliar and fascinating. The little boyman, the Adam of the Sioux, has a singular interest for us in that he is a sword of grown-up child, or a Peter Pan, who never really grows up, and whose evilest Eden is a world where all the

5:09animals are his friends and killing for any purpose is unknown. Surely the redman secret ideal must have been not war, but peace. The elements, indeed, are shown to be at war, as in the battle between heat and frost, or that of the mighty thunder in the monstrous deep, but let it be noted here that these conflicts are far more poetic and less bloody than those of Jack the Giant Killer, and other redoubtable heroes of the Anglo-Sex and nursery. The animal loves our strange, perhaps even repellent, yet our children have read of a prince who falls in love with a white cat. In the story of the runaways, we come up on the old, old roost of magic barriers, interpulse between pursuer and pursued, and Anderson's charming fantasy of the woodcutter's child, who disobeyed her guardian angel as scarcely a more delicate pathos than the ghost-wife. There are, to be sure, certain characters in this forest wonderworld that are

6:14purely and unmistakably Indian, yet after all, unto me, the sly one, whose adventures are endless, may be set beside quaint bare fox of Negro folklore, and Chanoteda is obviously an Indian brownie or gnome, while monstrous Ia and wicked double-face reincarnate the cannibal giants of our nursery days. Real children everywhere have lively imaginations that feed upon such robust marvels as these, and in many of us elders, I hope, enough of the child is left to find pleasure in a literature so vital, so human in its appeal, and one that, old as it is, has for the most part never until now put on the self-consciousness of type. The stories are more particularly intended to be read beside an open fire to children of five years old and upward, or in the schoolroom by the 9, 10, 11-year-olds in the corresponding grades. E-G-E, end of preface.

7:26Section 1 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This leap of wax recording is in the public domain. First evening featuring the tale of the buffalo in the field-mouse. The cold December moon is just showing above the treetops, pointing to a white finger here and there at the cluster teapies of the Sue. While opposite their winter camp on the lake shore, alonely, wooded island is spread like a black buffalo rogue between the white, snow covered ice and the Dolgray sky. All by itself at the further end of the village stands the teapie of Smoky Day, the old storyteller, the schoolmaster of the woods. The paths that lead to this low brown wigwam are well beaten, deep-neural trails like sheep paths in the hard frozen snow. Tonight a generous fire of logs gives both warmth and light inside the teapie, and the old man is calmly filling his long red pipe for the smoke of meditation,

8:31when the voices and footsteps of several children are distinctly heard through the stillness of the winter night. The door flap is raised and the nine-year-old Tana-Gayla, the hummingbird, slips in first, with her rogues black eyes and her shy smile. Grandmother, we have come to hear a story, she murmurs. I have brought you a sun-drive buffalo tongue, grandmother. One by one the little people of the village fall over, and I'll seat themselves on the ground about the central fire until the circle is well filled. Then the old man lays down his pipe, clears his throat once or twice, and begins in a serious voice. These old stories for which you ask teach us the way of life, my grandchildren. The great grandfather of all made us all, therefore we are brothers. In many of the stories the people have a common language, which now the great mystery has taken away from us, and has put up a barrier

9:33between us and them, so that we can no longer converse together and understand the speech of the animal people. Observe further, that silence is greater than speech. This is why we honor the animals, who are more silent than man, and we reverence the trees and rocks, where the great mystery lives undisturbed in a piece that is never broken. Let no one ask a question until the story is finished. The Buffalo and the Field Mouse. Once upon a time, when the Field Mouse was out gathering wild beans for the winter, his neighbor, the Buffalo, came down to graze in the middle. This little mouse did not like, for he knew that the other would mow down all the long grass with his prickly tongue, and there would be no place in which to hide. He made up his mind to offer battle like a man. Oh, friend Buffalo, I challenge you to a fight, he exclaimed in a small, squeaking

10:35voice. The Buffalo paid no attention, no doubt thinking it only a joke. The mouse angrily repeated the challenge, and still his enemy went on quietly grazing. Then the little mouse laughed with contempt as he offered his defiance. The Buffalo at last looked at him and replied carelessly, you would better keep still little one, or I shall come over there and step on you, and there will be nothing left. You can't do it, replied the mouse. I tell you to keep still, insisted the Buffalo, who was getting angry. If you speak to me again, I shall certainly come and put an end to you. I dare you to do it," said the mouse, provoking him. Thereupon the other rushed upon him. He trampled the grass clumsily and tore up the earth with his front hoofs. When he had ended he looked for the mouse, but he could not see him anywhere. I told you I would step on you, and there would be nothing left, he muttered. Just then he

11:39fell to scratching inside his right ear. He shook his head as hard as he could, and twitched his ears back and forth. The nine went deeper and deeper until he was half-wild with the pain. He potted with his hoofs and tore up the sod with his horns. Belly madly he ran as fast as he could, first straight forward and then in circles, but at last he stopped and stood trembling. Then the mouse jumped out of his ear and said, Will you own me now that I am master? No, bellowed the buffalo, and again he started toward the mouse as if to trample him under his feet. This is Ashley Akinati from the Almost Amos podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything? That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpas.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and private beaches that you can enjoy.

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14:43A-ho, said he, I have killed the greatest of all beasts. This will show to all that I am master. Standing upon the body of the dead buffalo he called loudly for a knife with which to dress his game. In another part of the meadow, red fox, very hungry, was hunting mice for his breakfast. He saw one and jumped upon him with all four feet, but the little mouse got away and he was dreadfully disappointed. All at once he thought he heard a distant call. Bring a knife, bring a knife. When the second call came, red fox started in the direction of the sound. At the first no he stopped and listened, but hearing nothing more he was about to go back. Just then he heard the call plainly, but in a very thin voice, bring a knife. Red fox immediately sat out again and ran as fast as he could. By and by he came upon the huge body of the buffalo lying upon the ground.

15:48The little mouse still stood upon the body. I want you to dress this buffalo for me and I will give you some of the meat, commanded the mouse. Thank you my friend, I shall be glad to do this for you, he replied politely. The fox dressed the buffalo while the mouse sat upon the mountain nearby, looking on and giving his orders. You must cut the meat into small pieces, he said to the fox. When the fox had finished his work, the mouse paid him with a small piece of liver. He swallowed it quickly and smacked his lips. Please may I have another piece? He asked quite humbly. Why, I gave you a very large piece. How greedy you are, exclaimed the mouse. You may have some of the blood clots, he snared. So the poor fox took the blood clots and even licked off the grass. He was really very hungry. Please may I take home a piece of the meat, he begged. I have six little folks at home,

16:52and there is nothing for them to eat. You can take the four feet of the buffalo. That ought to be enough for all of you. Hi-hi, thank you, thank you, said the fox. But mouse, I have a wife also, and we have had bad luck in hunting. We are almost starved. Can't you spare me a little more? Why, declared the mouse, I've already overpaid you for the little work you have done. However, you can take the head too. Thereupon the fox jumped upon the mouse, who gave one faint squeak and disappeared. If you are proud and selfish, you will lose all in the end. End of section one. Section two of Wigwam Evening's, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Libra Vacht recording is in the public domain. Second evening featuring the tale of the frogs in the crane. Again, the story

17:57hour has come, and the good old wife of the legend teller has made her poor home as warm and pleasant as may be, in expectation of their guests. She is proud of her husband's honorable position as the village teacher, and makes all the children welcome as they arrive, with her shrill voiced cheerful greeting. Hun, Hun, sit down, sit down. That is right. That is very right, my grandchild. Tonight the hummingbird has come leading by the hand her small brother, who stumbles along in his fringe leathern lagons, and handsomely beaded moccasins. His chubby, solemn face finished off with two long, black braids tied with strips of otterskin. As he is inclined to be restless and to talk out of season, she keeps him close beside her. It is cold tonight, he pipes up suddenly when all is quiet. Why do we not listen to these stories in the warm summertime, Elder Sister? Hush, my little

19:01brother, TanaGella reproves him with a frightened look. Have you never heard that if the old stories are told in summer, the snakes will creep in to our beds, she whispers fearfully. That is true, my granddaughter, a sense the old man. Yet we may tell a legend of summer days to comfort the heart of the small brother. The frogs and the crane. In the heart of the woods there lay a cool green pond. The shores of the pond were set with ranks of tall bull rushes that waved crisply in the wind, and in the shallow bays there were fleets of broad water lily leaves. Among the rushes and breeds, and in the quiet water there dwelt a large tribe of frogs. On a very warm night of spring, the voices of the frogs arose in a cheerful chorus. Some voices were low and deep. These were the oldest and wisest of the frogs. At least they were old enough to have learned wisdom.

20:03Some were high and shrill, and these were the voices of the little frogs who did not like to be reminded of the days when they had tails and no legs. Carunth, Carunth, I am chief of this pond, croaked a very large bull frog sitting in the shade of a water lily leaf. Carunth, Carunth, I am chief of this pond, replied a horse voice from the opposite bank. Carunth, Carunth, I am chief of this pond, boasted a third old frog from the furthest shore of the pond. Now a long-legged white crane was standing nearby, well hidden by the coarse grass that grew at the water's edge. He was very hungry that evening, and when he heard the deep voice of the first bull frog he stepped briskly up to him and made a quick pass under the broad leaf with his long, cruel bill. The old frog gave a frightened croak and kicked violently in his efforts to get away,

21:04while over the quiet pond splash splash when the startled little frogs into deep water. The crane almost had him when something cold and slimy wound itself about one of his legs. He drew back for a second, and the frog got safely away. But the crane did not lose his dinner after all, for about his leg was a curled large black water snake, and that made a fair meal. Now he rested a while on one leg and listened. The first frog was silent, but from the opposite bank the second frog croak boastedfully. Carunth, Carunth, I am chief of this pond. The crane began to be hungry again. He went round the pond without making any noise and pounced upon the second frog. Who was sitting up in plain sight, swelling his chest with pride, for he really thought now he was the sole chief of the pond. The crane's head and most of his long neck disappeared under the water,

22:08and all over the pond the little frogs went splash splash into the deepest holes to be out of the way. Just as he had the frog by one hind leg, the crane saw something that made him let go, flap his broad wings and fly awkwardly away to the furthest shore. It was a mink with his lender brown body and wicked eyes, and he had crept very close to the crane, hoping to seize him at his meal. So the second frog got away too, but he was so dreadfully frightened that he never spoke again. After a long time the crane got over his fright and he became very hungry once more. The pond had been still so long that many of the frogs were singing their pleasant chorus, and above them all there boomed the deep voice of the third and last bullfrogsane. Caromph, Caromph, I am chief of this pond. The crane stood not far from the bolster, and he determined to silence him once and for all. The next time he began to speak,

23:13he had barely said Caromph when the crane had him by the leg. He croaked and struggled in vain, and in another moment he would have gone down the crane's long throat. But just then a fox crept up behind the crane and seized him. The crane let go the frog and was carried off screaming into the woods for the fox's supper. So the third frog got away, but who was badly lain by the crane's strong bill, and he never dared to open his mouth again. It is not a wise thing to boast too loudly. End of section 2 Section 3 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Libra Vox recording is in the public domain. Third evening featuring the tale of the ego and the beaver. No, Elder Sister, it is not for a hunter and a brave to fetch wood for the lodge fire. That is woman's task,

24:18and it's not right that you should ask it of me. But see, my younger brother, you are only a small boy and can either hunt nor fight. Surely, therefore, it is well for you to help our mother at home. The two children, Vasula and Chitana, as they draw near the old storytellers Wigwam, are carrying on a dispute that has arisen between them earlier in the evening, when dry sticks were to be gathered for cooking the supper. And Chitana, aged 7, refused to help a sister on the ground that is as not a warrior's duty to provide wood. This is Ashley Akinati from the Almost Amidst podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything. That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpas.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and private beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage, without booking an overnight stay.

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26:25value meals are back. Get a big something extra with a Big Mac or 10 piece McNuggets, fries and a medium Coke all for just $9. Limited time only, promotion pricing may be lower than meal pricing. Both appeal to their teacher to settle the question. Hun Hun Hay, good naturedly, exclaims the old man. Truly, there is much to be said on both sides, but perhaps you can agree more easily after you've heard my story. The Eagle and the Beaver. Out of the quiet blue sky there shot like an arrow, the Great War Eagle. Beside the clear brown stream an old Beaver woman was busily chopping wood. Yet she was not too busy to catch the whir of descending wings, and the Eagle reached too late the spot where she had vanished in the midst of the shining pool. He perched solemnly upon a dead tree nearby and kept his eyes steadily upon the smooth sheet of water above the dam.

27:25After a time the water was gently stirred and a sleek brown head cautiously appeared above it. What right have you reproached the Beaver woman to disturb thus the mother of a peaceful and hardworking people? I am hungry, the Eagle replied shortly. Then why not do as we do let other folks alone and work for a living? That is all very well for you, the Eagle retorted, but not everybody can cut down trees with his teeth or live upon bark and weeds in a mud-plastered wigwom. I am a warrior, not an old woman. It is true that some people are born trouble-makers return the Beaver quietly. Yet I see no good reason why you, as well as we, should not be content with plain fair and willing to toil for what you want. My work, moreover, is of use to others besides my self and family, for with my damn building I deep in the stream for the use of all the dwellers

28:26therein, while you are a tear to all living creatures that are weaker than yourself. You would do well to profit by my example. So sane she dove down again to the bottom of the pool. The Eagle waited patiently for a long time, but he saw nothing more of her, and so, in spite of his contempt for the harmless industry of an old Beaver woman, it was he, not she, who was obliged to go hungry that morning. Pride alone will not fill the stomach. End of Section 3 Section 4 of wigwom evenings. Sufouk tales retold. This leap revocque recording is in the public domain. Fourth evening featuring the tale of the war party. There is no greater rudeness than to interrupt a storyteller, even by the slightest movement. All Su children are drilled

29:27in this rule of behavior, as in many others, from their earliest babyhood, and Old Smoky Day has seldom to complain of any lack of attention. Even Tiona and Waulah, active boys of 11 and 12, and already daring hunters, would be ashamed to drop on themselves by word or motion the reproving looks of their mates. A disturbance so serious as to deserve the notice of the old teacher himself would disgrace them all. Although we shall hear again of the animal people, he begins pleasantly but with new gravity, and even of some who are not animals at all, we must remember that each of these warriors of whom I shall tell you really represent a man, and the special weakness of each should remind us to inquire of our own weakness. In this life it is often a slow one who wins in the end, and this we shall now see. The War Party. One day the turtle made ready to go up on the warpath. His comrades who wish to go

30:32with him were live coals, ashes, the bull rush, the grasshopper, the dragonfly, and the pickerole. All seven warriors went on in good spirits to the first camp, where a strong wind arose in the early morning and blew the ashes away. High-oh exclaimed the others, this one was no warrior. The six kept on their way, and the second day they came to a river. There live coals perished at the crossing. He said and was gone. Ha, declared the five, it is easy to see he could not fight. On the further side of the river they looked back, and saw that the bull rush had stayed behind. East had still and waved his hand to the others, who grumbled among themselves saying, he was no too brave that one. The four who were left went onto they came to a swampy place, and there the grasshopper stuck fast. In his struggles to get out of the bog he pulled

31:34both legs off, and so there were only three to go up on the warpath. The dragonfly mourned for his friend. He cried bitterly, and finally blew his nose so hard that his slender neck broke in, too. Ah! declared the other two. We are better off without those feeble ones. The picker turtle and the turtle being left alone, advanced bravely into the country of the enemy. At the head of the lake they were met and quickly surrounded. The pickerle escaped by swimming, but the turtle, that slow one, was caught. They took him to the village, and there the head men held a council to decide what should be done with him. We will build a fire and roast him alive in the midst of it, one proposed. Hi-i-i, the turtle shrilled his war cry. That is the brave death I would choose. I shall trample the fire and scatter life coals among the people. No, declared another. We will boil

32:37water and throw him into the pot. Hi-i-i, again cried the turtle. I shall dance in the boiling pot, and clouds of steam will rise to blind the eyes of the people. The counsellors looked outfully at one another, and at last one said, why not carry him out to the middle of the lake and drown him? Then the turtle threw in his head and became silent. Alas, he groaned. That is the only death I fear. So the people took him in a canoe, and rode out to the middle of the lake. There they dropped him in, and he sank like a stone. But the next minute he came up to the top of the water and again uttered his war cry, hi-i-i, he cried. Now I am at home, and he dived in swam wherever he would. This story teaches us that patience and quickwet are better than speed. End of section 4.

33:42Section 5 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. Fifth evening featuring the tale of the Falcon and the Duck. The bolster is a well-mowned character in every Indian village, and it is quite plain from the number of stories warning us against self-praise, that the wise men of the tribe have not been slow to discover and point out this weakness of their people. The stories told by Smoky Day are seldom without a moral, and we may be sure that the children are not sent to him only to be entertained, but also to learn on profit by the stored up wisdom of the past. Moreover, they are expected afterward to repeat the tales in the family circle, and there is much rivalry among the little folks as to who shall tell them best. Tiona has a good memory and ready wit, and his versions are commonly received with approval,

34:43but it happens that little Tanigala, his cousin, has just won a triumph by her sprightly way of telling the fourth evening's tale of the Seven Warriors. The little maid listens to night with burning cheeks and shiny eyes, eager to repeat her success with the pretty story of the Falcon and the Duck. The wintry winds had already begun to whistle and the waves to rise when the Drake and his mate gathered their half-grown brood together on the shores of their far-northern lake. Wife said he, it is now time to take the children southward, to the warm countries which they have never yet seen. Very early the next morning they sat out on their long journey, forming a great V against the sky in their flight. The mother led her flock and the father brought up the rear, keeping a sharp lookout for stragglers. All day they flew high in the keen air, over wide prairies and great forests of northern pine, until toward evening they saw below

35:47them a chain of lakes, glittering like a string of dark blue stones. Swinging round in half a circle, they dropped lower and lower, ready to a light and rest upon the smooth surface of the nearest lake. Suddenly their leader heard a whiz sound like that of a bullet as it cussed the air, and she quickly gave the warning, honk, honk, danger, danger. All descended in dizzying spirals, but as the great falcomps swooped down toward them, with up raised wing, the duckling scattered wildly hither and thither. The old drake came last, and it was he who was struck. Honk, honk, cried all the ducks in terror, and for a minute the air was full of soft-downy feathers like flakes of snow. But the force of the blow was lost upon the well-cushion body of the drake. He soon got over his fright and went on his way southward with his family, while the falcon dropped heavily to the water's edge with a broken wing.

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39:09flock or two flew over the lake, but the Falcon dared not charge upon the flocks much as he wished to do so. He was weak with hunger and afraid to trust the strength of the broken wing. One fine day a chattering flock of mullards allighted quite near him, cooling their glossy breasts upon the gentle rippling wave. Here children, boasted an old drake, is the very spot where your father was charged upon last autumn by a cruel Falcon. I can tell you that it took all my skill and quickness indulging to save my life. Best of all, our fierce enemy dropped to the ground with a broken wing. Doubtless he is long-sense dead of starvation, or else a fox or a mink has made a meal of the wicked creature. By these words the Falcon knew his old enemy and his courage returned. Nevertheless, I am still here, he exclaimed, and darted like a flash upon the unsuspecting old drake

40:12who was resting and telling of his exploit and narrow escape with the greatest pride and satisfaction. Honk honk screamed all the ducks, and they scattered and whirled upward like the dead leaves in autumn, but the Falcon with shore-aim selected the old drake and gave swift chase. Round and round in dizzy spirals they swung together. Till with a quickspurt the Falcon struck the shining, outstretched neck of the other, and snapped it with one powerful blow of his reunited wing. Do not exalt too soon, nor is it wise to tell of your brave deeds within the herring of your enemy. End of Section 5 Section 6 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Leigh Bervox recording is in the public domain. Sixth evening featuring the tale of the raccoon and the beetry.

41:15Ho, Chitana, says the old storyteller pleasantly. I see that you have brought Meito, the bear with you tonight. I hope he will be good and not disturb the other scholars. Grandfather says Chitana earnestly. He will be good. He obeys me, and has never trouble some like some pets. He will like quietly here by me and listen to the story. All the children arrange themselves around the brightly burning fire, the little boys sitting cross-legged and the girls sideways, like demure little women. Although they do not know it yet, there is a special treat and store for them all this evening. The story is one in which feasting plays a part, and whenever good things to eat come into a story, it is a pleasant custom of the Sue to offer some delicacy. The good old wife of the teacher has prepared a kettle full of her choicest wild rice, dark in color but of a flavor to be remembered,

42:17and a generous dish of boiled rice sprinkled with maple sugar is passed to each child, and outless shared with Meito by his loving friend, at the close of the story about the raccoon and the bee tree. The raccoon had been asleep all day in the snug hollow of a tree. The dusk was coming on when he awoke, stretched himself once or twice, and jumping down from the top of the tall, dead stump in which he made his home, set out to look for his supper. In the midst of the woods there was a lake, and all along the lakeshore there rang out the alarm cries of the water people as the raccoon came nearer and nearer. First the swan gave a scream of warning. The crane repeated the cry, and from the very middle of the lake the loon, swimming low, took it up and echoed it back over the still water. The raccoon sped merrily on, and finding no one wary bird that he could seize, he picked up a few mussel shells from the beach, cracked them

43:22neatly and ate the sweet meat. A little further on, as he was leaping hither and thither through the long, tangled metal grass, he landed with all four feet on a family of skunks, father, mother, and twelve little ones, who were curled up sound asleep in a soft bed of broken dry grass. Huh? exclaimed the father skunk. What do you mean by this, eh? And he stood looking at him defiantly. Oh, excuse me, excuse me, begged the raccoon. I am very sorry. It did not mean to do it. I was just running along and I did not see you at all. Better be careful where you step next time, grumbled the skunk, and the raccoon was glad to hurry on. Running up a tall tree he came upon two red squirrels in one nest, but before he could get his paws upon one of them, they were scolding angierly from the top most bow. Come down, friends, call the raccoon. What are you doing up there?

44:27Why, I wouldn't harm you for anything. Huh, you can't fool us, chatter the squirrels, and the raccoon went on. Deep in the woods at last, he found a great hollow tree which attracted him by a peculiar sweet smell. He sniffed and sniffed and went round and round till he saw something trickling down a narrow crevice. He tasted it and it was deliciously sweet. He ran up the tree and down again, and at last found an opening into which he could thrust his paw. He brought it out covered with honey. Now the raccoon was happy. He ate and scooped and scooped and ate the golden trickling honey with both forepaws. Till as pretty, pointed face was dobbled all over. Suddenly he tried to get a paw into his ear. Something hurt him terribly just then, and the next minute his sensitive nose was frightfully stung. He rubbed his face with both sticky paws. The sharp

45:34stings came thicker and faster, and he wildly clawed the air. At last he forgot to hold onto the branch any longer, and with a screech he tumbled to the ground. There he rolled and rolled on the dead leaves till he was covered with leaves from head to foot, for they stuck to his fine, sticky fur, and most of all they covered his eyes and striped his face. Mad with fright and pain, he dashed through the forest calling to someone of his own kind to come to his aid. The moon was now bright, and many of the woods people were abroad. A second raccoon heard the call and went to meet it. But when he saw a frightful object plastered with dry leaves racing madly toward him, he turned and ran for his life, for he did not know what this thing might be. The raccoon who had been stealing the honey ran after him as fast as he could, hoping to overtake

46:35and beg the other to help him get rid of his leaves. So they ran and ran out of the woods onto the shining white beach around the lake. Here a fox met them, but after one look at the queer object, which was chasing the frightened raccoon, he too turned and ran at his best speed. Presently a young bear came loping out of the wood and sat up on his haunches to see them go by. But when he got a good look at the raccoon who was plastered with dead leaves, he scrambled up a tree to be out of the way. By this time the poor raccoon was so frantic that he scarcely knew what he was doing. He ran up the tree after the bear and got hold of his tail. Snarl the bear and the raccoon let go. He was tired out and dreadfully ashamed. He did now what he ought to have done at the very first. He jumped into the lake and washed off

47:36most of the leaves. Then he got back to his hollow tree and curled himself up and licked and licked his soft fur till he had licked himself clean, and then he went to sleep. The midnight hunter steals at his own risk. End of section 6. Section 7 of Wigwam Avenines. Su-Tails retold. This Leigh-Bervocque recording is in the public domain. Seventh evening featuring the tail of the badger and the bear. The night is cold and clear, with a full moon overhead, and soon after supper Tanagella appears in her snug dull skin gown and worn robe of the same, tanned with a hair on, drawing her little brother in a great turtle shell over the crusty snow. Old smoky day laughs hardly at the sight, standing just outside his teepee door to watch for the coming of the children. Nor is this all. For in the wake of this pair

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49:43slash almost famous and use the promo code almost famous to get $20 off when you spend $100. That's code almost famous at resortpas.com slash almost famous. Stop wasting your nights on a mattress that doesn't get you. Experience the most comfortable mattress in the world. The sleep number smart bed at the touch of a button. You can personalize your comfort. Choose firmer or softer. Adjust cooler to warmer. And right now, save up to $2,500 during our massive Labor Day event. Hurry into your local sleep number store today, because we have your number. After their frolicsum ride through the rightly lighted village, they are all in a happy

50:44mood, ready to listen to the interesting story of The Badger and the Bear. The Badger lived in a little house under the hill and it was warm and snug. Here too live mother Badger and the little Badgers, and they were fat and merry, for the very old Badger was a famous hunter. Folks said he must have a magic card in making arrows since he never failed to bring in meat enough to spare. One day, Father Badger stayed at home to make new arrows. His wife was busy slicing and drying the meat left over from the hunt of the day before, while the little ones played at hide and seek about the lodge. All at once, a big, clumsy, shaped, dark and the low doorway. The children hid their faces in fear, but Father Badger got up and welcomed the stranger kindly. He was a large black bear. His shaggy skin hung loosely, and his little red eyes turned hunggily upon the

51:48strips of good meat hung up to dry. Ho, be seated, friend, said The Old Badger. He lighted and passed the long pipe, while his wife at once broiled a thick slice of savoury venison over the coals, and offered it to their guests in a wooden basin. The Bear ate like a starving man, and soon after he had eaten he shuffled away. Next day the Bear came again, and on the day after, and for many days. At each visit he was invited to eat, according to the custom, and feasted well by the Badger, skillful hunter and generous host. After many days the Bear came one morning looking fat and sleek, and he had brought with him his whole family. Growing savagely, he rudely turned the Badger family out of their comfortable lodge, well stored with good food and soft robes. Even the magic arrows of the Father Badger were left behind. Crined bitterly, the homeless Badgers went off

52:53into the woods to seek another place of shelter. That night they slept cold under a great rock, and the children went supperless to bed, for the Badger could not hunt without his arrows. All the next day and for several days after he wandered through the forest looking for game, but found none. One night the children were so hungry, and cried so hard that the poor old father at last said, well then I must beg for you. So he crept back to his old home, where the Bear family lived now and grew fat. Standing in the doorway he begged quite humbly for a small piece of meat. I would not trouble you," said he, but my little folks are starving. However, the Bear got up and turned him angrily out of doors, while the ill-natured little bears chuckled and laughed to see how thin and hungry he looked. All laughed but one, and that one was the smallest and ugliest of the Cubs,

53:57who had always been teased and abused by the others. He was sorry for the poor Badger, and when no one was looking he slightly stole a piece of his mother's meat and threw it into their hut, and then ran home again. This happened several times, and now the family of Badgers were only kept from starving by the gifts of the kind-hearted little bear. At last came the Avenger, who sprang from a drop of innocent blood. He is very tall, strong and beautiful, and is feared by all wrongdoers. The Bear saw him coming and began to tremble. He had once called to the Badger, who was not far off, and invited him to come and eat. But the Avenger came first. Then the Bear called upon his wife and children to follow him and took to his heels. He ran as fast as he could, looking over his shoulder from time to time, for he was really terribly frightened.

55:00He never came back anymore, and the Badger family returned and joyfully possessed their old home. There is no meanness like in gratitude. End of Section 7 Section 8 of Wigwam Evneens, Sufou Tales, retold. This Liebervocht recording is in the public domain. Eighth evening featuring the tale of the good luck token. Ah, Tiana, I saw you out today with your new bow and arrows. I hope you have not been hasty to display your skills with the new weapons to the injury of any harmless creature, says Old Smoky Day, gravely as the boy-hander arrives quite out of breath. You have been told, he adds, that the animals long ago agreed to sacrifice their lives for hours when we are in need of food or of skins for garments,

56:00but that we are forbidden to kill for sport alone. Why grandfather, the boy admits, I followed a gray squirrel from tree to tree, and shot at him more than once, but he always dodged the arrow in time. This is Ashley Akinati from the almost famous podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything. That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpass.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools, inspares, and private beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage, without booking an overnight stay. Listen, I may have only been 15 minutes from home, but it felt like it was a whole different world. I'm thinking this is exactly what I needed. So just go to resortpass.com, choose your resort, choose your day, luxury, resort, day passes, start at just $25. Once you post your daycation, people are going to ask where you are.

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58:07filter helps you find top rated homes and verified reviews mean real feedback from real verbo guests. So you know exactly what you're booking. Honestly, I just booked my verbo because there was a sweet line French. Hey, we all have our reasons. Don't walk into a surprise. If you know, you verbo. Terms apply, seeverbo.com slash trust for details. And were you then hungry? Did you have any use for the little fellow if you had killed him? The old man persists. There once was a squirrel who made a treaty of peace with a little boy like you. I will tell you this story tonight. The good luck token. Once there was an old couple who lived quite alone with their little grandson in the midst of a great wood. They were wretchedly poor, for the old man was now growing too weak to hunt, and often came home at night empty-handed. The old woman dug roots and gathered berries for food. But alas, her eyesight was no longer good, and there were sometimes whole days when there was nothing in the lodge to eat. One day the boy became very hungry, and he

59:12said to his grandfather. Grandfather, only make me a bow and some arrows, and I will hunt for us all. The first time he went out into the forest with his bow and arrows he met with a chickety, who said to him, shoot me, I am willing to give my life to satisfy your hunger. The boy shot and took home the tiny bird, and when he threw it down before his grandmother it was no longer a chickety, but a fine, fat partridge, and the poor old folks were overcome with joy. Ah-ha, my grandson, they cried, you are indeed a hunter. The next day when he went out to hunt, the boy walked a long way without seeing any game. At last he thought he heard somebody laughing in the depths of the forest. The laughter sounded nearer and nearer as he walked on. By and by he was sure he heard some person talking to himself, and in the end he could actually make out the words, although he saw no one. Ha-ha, cheer up to gay voice. I am surely the luckiest creature

1:00:19alive. I leap and flit all day long from bow to bow. I am quick as a flash so that I can easily escape my enemies. In my free and happy life there is but one thing I fear, and that is a boy's blunt headed arrow. When the boy heard this, he advanced boldly, and his quick eyes made out a snug wig-wong in the hollow of a grey tree. He peeped in and saw that the house was warm and well stored with nuts of all kinds. Its little owner sat flirting his bushy tail in the corner, upon a bed of dry leaves. But as soon as he spied the boy, he ran past him with a scream of fright and scampored off among the thick woods. The boy followed as fast as he could, and after a long chase he tired out and overtook the squirrel, who sat coughing and grunting upon the bow of a tree just above his head. Boy, he exclaimed, only spare my life, and you shall have a charm that will

1:01:22make you a successful hunter as long as you live. The boy agreed, and the squirrel took him back to his own wig-wong, where he filled the little fellow's bag with nuts from his pile. These said he, are all lucky nuts, and if you put one of them in your pouch when you go out to hunt, you will surely kill a bear. This the boy did, and to the great joy of the poor old folks he became a famous hunter, so that from that time on they never wanted meat in their lodge. Do not harm your weaker brothers, for even a little squirrel may be the bearer of good fortune. End of Section 8 Section 9 of wig-wong-avenines, Sue Folk-Tales retold. This Libra Vox recording is in the public domain. Ninth evening featuring the tale of Angtomi and his bundle of songs.

1:02:23Now, my grandchildren, says Smokey Day, I shall tell you of one who is well known in the wonder world of our people. He is a great traveler, seems to know everybody, and is always good-natured, but he is also a shameless bolster and plays many tricks upon those he meets on the road. Knowing his soul-wise and cunning as Angtomi, the spider, and yet he likes to appear as simple and innocent as a child. His adventures are many. Sometimes he gets the better of the animal people, and again they may succeed in outwitting him, so that he is well left at for his trouble. We may all learn from these stories of Angtomi and his slight tricks how to be on our guard against those deceitful ones who come to us in the guise of friends. Angtomi and his bundle of songs. It was a bright, sun-shiny day, and the flocks of dogs flying northward had all stopped to rest

1:03:23beside a little lake, and were splashing and paddling about in the cool water. They were happy and very noisy, but suddenly they ceased their cries and calls and became quite silent. For a queer figure was seen coming toward them along the curve of the beach. It was the figure of a strange little old man bent nearly double under a huge load of something that looked like dry grass. Quack, quack said one of the boldest of the ducks, as the old man drew near with his burden. What have you there? Oh, that is only a bundle of old songs, replied Angtomi with a smile, for it was that sly one, that maker of mischief. Thereupon the ducks took courage and quacked and fluttered all about him crying, sing us an old song, Angtomi. Wailingly Angtomi threw down his load upon the lake shore, and with the utmost good nature began to build a little teepee of sticks,

1:04:24fatching it with a dry grass. In a few minutes it was done, and he kindly invited the ducks to enter. With rustling wings and shining feathers they crowded into the little teepee until it could hold no more. Angtomi was there too, he stayed by the door and began to sing. Ishtagma Swachipo, to a Itoan kin ishtani Shakkla. Dance with your eyes shut, whoever looks shall have red eyes. Every one of the foolish ducks shut his eyes tight, and Angtomi, as he sang, quietly seized one after another by the neck as they danced in a ring around the teepee, rung their necks quickly and cast them behind them. Not one had a chance to squawk, so cleverly was the work done, and there would soon have been none to listen to the old songs. But after a little a small duck slightly opened his eyes and saw Angtomi ringing the necks of his friends.

1:05:27Fly, fly, he exclaimed in terror. He's killing us all. So all the ducks that were left live rose up with a mindy rush of wings and a loud clamor of voices. The grass teepee fell to pieces, and the lucky ones flew away. But lying on the ground beside Angtomi were enough fat ducks for a fine feast, and the little duck that peeped forever after had red eyes. The children liked this story very much, but it was shorter than usual. Tell us about the feast, they cried. Tell us about the feast of Angtomi. So old Smoky Day began again. Now Angtomi wished to make a feast. The first thing he did was to stand and cry aloud. Chicago, oh, oh, oh, somebody bring me a kettle. He called and called for a long time. At last somebody appeared with a kettle. It was the fox who was carrying it in his mouth. Angtomi thanked him carelessly, and after waiting a while,

1:06:34the fox went sadly away again. Then Angtomi dressed the ducks whose necks he had wrung, built a fire, fetched water and put them on to boil. But he was tired as well as hungry, and while his dinner was cooking he thought he might as well take a nap. So he laid down in the warm sat nearby, first telling his face to be on the watch and to twitch if anyone came, so as to awaken him. While Angtomi slept, the fox returned with a friend. Angtomi's face did not twitch as it had been told to do, for the fox's stroke it very gently and told it to be quiet. Having done this, they quietly ate every bit of the rich meat and put the bones back into the pot. When at last Angtomi yondanda woke, he was very hungry indeed. He looked to see whether his dinner was ready and found nothing in the kettle except bones. Ah, the ducks of boil too long, he said to himself.

1:07:40The meat will be all in the bottom of the pot. When he discovered that the bones had been picked clean, he was very angry and scolded his face severely for not awakening him in time. He who deceives others may himself be caught someday. End of section 9 Section 10 of Wigwam Evneens Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. 10th evening featuring the tale of Angtomi in the Elf. Tell us another story of Angtomi grandfather, Christ several of the children, as soon as they were inside the old story tellers Wigwam on the 10th evening. Ah, I thought you would ask for another, remarks the old man with quiet satisfaction. There are many stories of his dealings with the animal people. He loves to go among them and

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1:09:44use the promo code almost famous to get $20 off when you spend $100. That's code almost famous at resortpass.com slash almost famous. Meet the Red Bull Dragonberry Emergizer. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so fire. Try them all only at McDonald's. McDonald's is putting value back on the menu. Whether you're craving a Big Mac, McNuggets or sausage egg and cheese McGrittle's, make it a meal and save. Your favorite is now your wallet's favorite too. Extra value meals are back. Get a big something extra. With a Big Mac or 10-piece McNuggets, fries and a medium Coke all for just $9. Limited time only, promotion pricing may be lower than meal pricing. It was mid-summer and the elk people were feasting in great numbers

1:10:45upon the slopes of the mountain. Sleek, fat and handsome, they browsed hither and thither off the juicy saplings and rich grass, drank their fill from the clear mountain streams, and lay down to rest at their ease in the green shade through the heat of the day. Unktomi, who had been traveling far and was hungry and foot sore, looked upon them with envy. Ah, said he to himself, that is the life for me. Surely these are the happiest people on earth, for they have all things in abundance and are so fleet of foot that they need fear no danger. Accordingly, he hid his bow and quiver full of arrows in a hollow tree, with all of his clothing and other weapons so that he might appear quite naked and harmless before the timid elk people. They saw that he was unarmed and they stood still as he approached. Here comes Unktomi, said they doubtfully to one another.

1:11:46Ah, brothers, he plated with them. You have enough. You are at peace with the tribes. You overlook the valley and all its dwellers are below you. None is so happy as you. Will you not make me one of you? Friend exclaimed their leader. You do not know what you ask. To be sure, it is now mid-summer. Our clothing underweapons are new. There is food in plenty, and we may seem to be happy. However, our antlers, our only weapons, are yet soft, and the wolf and the wildcat are ready and fearless to attack us. Our only hope of escape is in our fleetness, since we are watched all day by the cruel eyes of those who live upon flesh, of whom the most dangerous of all is man. I know all this, replied Unktomi. Others may have stronger weapons than you, but I see none with your beauty, your stately height, your freedom and ease of life. I beg of you to allow me to share it.

1:12:52If you can pass the test, we will admit you, they said at last. Notice our eyes. We must be ever watchful. Our ears, they are constantly on guard. Can you smell an enemy even against the wind? Can you detect his footfall before his nearer? Unktomi passed the test and was finally admitted to the company of the Elks. In fact, he was made the chief of them all, for such he wanted to be. Now, said they, we have made you our leader. You must guide us so that we shall be safe from the hunters. Proud of his long limbs and of his stately antlers, he led them all down the hill, running back now and then to urge the hindermost ones into line. When they stopped to rest, he lay down a little apart from the others, under a spreading oak. Suddenly they all sprang up and fled, for Unktomi had tried out to them. Fly, fly, I am struck by an arrow. But when no

1:13:57hunter appeared, they were provoked and grumbled among themselves. Unktomi is deceiving us. It was only a stick that fell from the tree. Then they all lay down a second time, and a second time the Elks were aroused in vain. They were still more displeased and said to one another, it was only an acorn that fell upon him while he slept. A third time they lay down, but this time the Elks stole away from Unktomi and left him sleeping, for they had scented the hunter. When the hunter came, therefore he found only the chief Elks still sleeping, and he let fly an arrow and wounded him severely. Unktomi was now in great fear and pain, and he bitterly regretted that he had become an Elk, for he had learned that their life is full of anxiety. The Elks had taught him that it is well to be content with our own, for there is no life that is free from hardship and danger. End of

1:14:58Section 10 Section 11 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folkdale's retold. This Liebervocht recording is in the public domain. 11th evening featuring the tale of the festival of the Little People. You are late tonight, my grandchildren. Grumbles the good old wife of Smoky Day, as she stands in front of her low doorway, parrying under the folds of her dark blanket at the little twiling figure slowly coming nearer, and the many twinkling lights across the snow. My mother gave a feast today, murmurs Tangigella, inner soft boys. There were so many people for us to serve, I could not come any sooner. But see, grandmother, I have brought you some boiled rice and venison, she ends, proudly bringing out the heavy kettle from under her skin robe as they enter the well-smoked lodge.

1:15:58Aha! exclaims the storyteller, whose old eyes brighten at the sight of the good food. We are to feast tonight, it seems. Therefore I shall tell you of a feast and what came after. The festival of Little People. The big boys of the bumblebee was heard in every nook and corner of the wood, and from end to end of the deep valley. For Angtomi, the generous, was giving a feast, and the bee was his herald, the cryer of the day. Oh, every creeper, every buzzer, all ye little people who fly without feathers, come this day to the festival, boom the bee. All must prepare to exhibit their best skill, the toad who can neither fly nor run, his brother the bullfrog, with his band of musicians, and even the flying squirrel with the rest. Tangigella, the hummingbird, will be the judge of beauty, and the bat will judge your skill for

1:16:58performance in the air. That wise medicine-man, the serpent, will also be there. So Angtomi's herald made the cedar-french gulches and pine-cented hilltops fairly hum with his call. It was in July, the moon of black cherries, and the little people gathered in great numbers at the place of the singing waterfall, which had been chosen for the meeting-place. The happy valley buzzed with their million voices. Then Angtomi, the prudent, saw fit to appoint certain warriors to keep order at the festival. For many were present, therefore Miss Hapour and Justice might be. The wolf was ordered to watch upon the surrounding hills so that no enemy should come near, and the owl was appointed to keep order within the camp, and especially to see that neither the bat, the night hawk, nor the swallow-tribe, were permitted to disturb the little insect people. The day opened well, with a chorus of praise from the great orchestra, a sunrise song,

1:18:03opened by Tasi-yaka, the metal-lark, in which even the crickets joined, with their slender instruments. Then came the contest of beauty, in which the butterflies, in their gauzy dresses of every color, won the first prize. The bat, however, who was to judge of feats on the wing, had slightly made a meal of some of the lesser contestants. The owl swooped down upon him to punish him, and there was great confusion. Angtomi could do nothing with his guests. The toad began to devour the smaller creepers, the snake attacked the toad, and even the wolf came down from his station on the hills to make a raid upon the helpless little people. Thus began the warfare and praying among these feeble tribes that has lasted to this day. It is not wise to put the strong in authority over the week. End of section 11 Section 12 of Wigwa Mavneens Sioux Folk Tales Retold

1:19:12This labor box recording is in the public domain. 12th-avening featuring Iya the Devourer. We shall hear tonight of one good deed done by Angtomi, begins the old teacher, when all were in their places. In the old days, longer ago than anyone can remember, no one was more feared and dreaded than Iya, the glutton, the devouring spirit that went to and fro upon the earth, able to draw all living creatures into his hideous, open mouth. His form was monstrous and terrifying. No one seemed to know what he feared, or how he might be overcome. Whole tribes of people were swallowed up by him, and there was no help. At last came Angtomi, and by his quick wit and genial ways got the better of this enemy of our race. He is very hard to kill, for he often comes to life again after he has been left for dead. Perhaps by Iya,

1:20:15he is meant the terrible hunger, or the sickness that runs like fire from lodge to lodge and sweeps away whole villages. Iya the Devourer. Once upon a time, an old woman who was gathering firewood found a lost babe deep in the forest, and bringing him to the camp gave him to the chief's pretty daughter. The girl who was very tender-hearted took the child and cared for him as her own. This is Ashley Akineti from the almost-hameless podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything. That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpass.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and private beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage, without booking an overnight stay. And listen, I may have only been like 15 minutes from home, but it felt like it was a whole different world. And I'm thinking this is exactly what I needed.

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1:22:28She fed him often, but he was never satisfied and continually cried for more. When he screamed, his mouth stretched from ear to ear, and far down his red throat, she seemed to see a great company of people struggling in confusion. However, she told no one, but patiently tended the strange child and carried him about with her everywhere. At dead of night, when all the lodge were asleep, the tender-hearted maiden was aroused by the crying of her babe. As she bent over him, there seemed to come from his wide open mouth, as if from the depths of the earth, the far-off voices of many people in distress. Then at last she went and awoke the chief, her father, and said to him, Father, come and listen to the voice of my babe. He listened for a moment and exclaimed in horror. My child, this is Ia, he who devours all things, even whole villages.

1:23:30This that we hear is the crying of the people whom he has swallowed. Now he has taken the form of an innocent babe and has come to destroy us. We must deal away quietly while he sleeps and travel fast and far before morning. In whispers they aroused the sleeping people, and all broke camp without disturbing the child, who once more slept in the chief's teapy, which they left still standing. All night they traveled at their best pace, and when morning came they had come to a wide and deep river. Here, whoon told me the crafty one, came to meet them, smiling and rubbing his hands. When he had learned what caused the people of a whole village to flee in the night, he kindly offered to help them against their powerful enemy. Terrified though they were, they were even then unwilling, for they feared lest he might play some trick upon them, but umptome persisted and went back upon their trail to meet the devourer.

1:24:35He had not gone far before he saw Ia hastening after the fleeing ones, his ugly mouth gaping widely and as great, unwieldy body supported by a pair of feeble legs that tottered under its weight. Where are you going, younger brother? Asking to me, pleasantly. How dare you call me younger brother, angrily return the other. Do you not know that I was the first one created upon the solid earth? If that is so, I must be older than you, replied to me in his good-natured way, for I was created upon the face of the water, before the dry land itself. I know whom you seek, younger brother, and them come out to help you. Those foolish ones whom you are following are encamped on the river close at hand, and I will lead you to them presently. They cannot escape you. Why not rest a little now and refresh yourself with the delicacy that I have prepared for you?

1:25:38See, these are human ears, nicely dried for your meal. So sane, unto me pointed to a great heap of muscle shells that lay upon the hilltop. The greedy monster was deceived, and hastily swallowed the shells, which caused him such distress that he was helpless, and was easily dispatched by the men of the village, who now came out to kill him. No sooner had they cut open his enormous body with their knives, than a large company of people issued forth upon the plain, and began dancing and singing songs of praise for their deliverance. End of Section 12 Section 13 of Wigwam Evneens, Sue Folk Tales, retold. This labor-voct recording is in the public domain. Thirteenth evening feature in the tale of the Wars of Wakyan and Utehi.

1:26:39Were you not frightened last night, grandfather? Exclaims Wauula, the boldest of the boys, before the little circle has fairly settled into quiet. Thunder in the moon of sore eyes is not heard so often. My little sister cried bitterly, and Uncle says that it is an omen of misfortune. So it would have seemed to me once, my grandson, replies the old sage with his pleasant smile. But I am an old man, and I have heard the thunderbird speak even more loudly, both in season and out of season, yet no evil came of it to our people. Truly I think that the great mystery has set bounds to the tears of these warriors, so that we need not tremble before them as in the old days, when their laws were not fully known. There is a very old story concerning these matters, which I will tell you tonight. The Wars of Wakyan and Utehi.

1:27:39Wakyan is the great bird of storm and tempest, who was appointed in the beginning of things to keep the earth and also the upper ear pure and clean. Although there is sometimes death and destruction in his path, yet he is a servant of the great mystery and his work is good. Yet he rules only one half the year. The other half is ruled by Wazia, the spirit of cold, and he too purifies the air in the water. When Yazia, the North Wind, the cold maker comes, the animals put on their thicker robes and some even change their color to be like the white blanket that he lays over the earth. Then the waters are in prison for a season, and all things sleep and rest. Then comes Hiyoka, the south wind, also called the full wind. He who is a herald of the thunderbird and causes all the trees and the plains to put on their garments of green. For ages there had been war

1:28:42between the thunderbird, the ruler of the upper air, and the water monster, or Utehi, the ruler of the deep. Whenever a black cloud appeared in the sky and cast his threatening shadow up on the water, all the fishes knew it for a warning to descend to the floor of their watery abode, the deep, dark realm, away from the power of his arrows. Even the sea birds must seek their sheltered coves and hiding places, pull tight their downy blankets and be still, for now Wakyan would sweep sea and air with his mighty wing and punish the disobedient. All was quiet before his approach. His breath was the tempest, the roll of thunder his drumbeat, the lightning's flash his tomahawk. At his approach the face of the deep was thrown into a mighty commotion. Call him after column of white warriors advance boldly upon the land, and broke upon the rocky

1:29:43shores with a loud war-hoop. Such was the combat of the spirits of air and water, at which all living creatures hid themselves entrempled. At last the great peacemaker, the sun appeared, holding in his hand the rainbow, like a flag of many colors, a sign that the battle is over. He sent each of the warriors to his own place. Gendel airs came down from above to meet and play with the little waves that danced upon the blue water. He who is our father, the father of our bodies, whose wife is our mother the earth, wishes saved in peace for all his children. Therefore he still watches the unruly ones from the middle of the sky, and their battles are quickly ended. End of section 13 Section 14 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervox recording is in the

1:30:48public domain. 14th evening featuring the tale of the little boy-man. I shall now tell you of the first man, and how he came upon earth as an infant, yet without father or mother. Listen well, my children, for you should never forget this story. The little boy-man. At the beginning of things, he who was first created, found himself living alone. The earth was here before him, clothed in green grass and thick forests, and peopled with the animal tribes. Then all these spoke one language, and the lonely one was heralded by them everywhere as he roamed to and fro over the world, both upon dry land and in the depths of the sea. One day, when he returned to his teepee from a long wandering, he fell to paint in his left foot, and low, a splinter in the great toe.

1:31:49Drawing out the splinter, he tossed it upward through the smoke hole of the lodge. He could hear it roll and rattle down over the birch bark covering, and in the instant that had touched the ground, there arose the cry of a newborn child. He, who was first created at once came forth and took up the infant, who was the boy-man, the father of the human race here upon the earth. Now the little boy-man grew and flourished, and was perfectly happy under the wise guidance of his friend and elder brother. Although he had neither father nor mother, and only animals for playmates, it is said that no child born of human parents has ever led so free and happy life as he. In those days, there was peace between the animals and the boy-man. Sometimes they challenged him to friendly contests, whereupon he, who was first created, taught his little brother how to out with them by clever tricks and devices. This is Ashley Akinati from the Almost Amos Podcast.

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1:34:21McDonnell's is putting value back on the menu. Whether you're craving a big Mac, McNuggets or sausage egg and cheese McGridels make it a meal and save. Your favorite is now your wallet's favorite too. Extra value meals are back. Sun rises, prices fall, get a sausage McMuth and with egg or sausage egg and cheese McGridels, small hot coffee and hash frowns for just $6. Price and participation may vary. Promotion pricing may be lower than meal pricing. This he was often able to do, but not always, for sometimes the animals by their greater strength finally overcame him. One morning the boyman went out from his lodge as usual to the day's occupations, but did not return at night, nor for many nights afterward. He who was first created mourned and wailed long for the lost one. At last he became angry and set out to look for the

1:35:21bones of his brother. He traveled from east to west to cross the world, but found no trace of the one he sought, and all of the land creatures whom he questioned declared that they had not seen him pass by. Next he followed the rivers and the shores of the great lakes, and there one day he heard an old woman singing as she cut down a tree at the edge of the water. The traveler came closer to hear the words of the song, and low it was a song of the scalp dance, and in it she spoke the name of the lost boyman. He who was first created now turned himself into a kingfisher, and so approached unsuspected and talked with the old beaver woman. From her he learned that a younger brother had been enticed into the great water and destroyed by the monster of the deep, Oontayee. Thereupon he went down to the shore and changed himself into a tall pine overlooking

1:36:23the lake. For many moons he who was first created remained thus, until at last he beheld two huge forms rising up in the midst of the waves. The monsters glided gradually toward the shore, and lay basking in the sun at his feet, rocking gently with the motion of the quiet water. It was old Oontayee and his mate. Husband exclaimed the wife of Oontayee, for ages this has been a resting place, and yet I have never seen this tree before. Woman the tree has always been there, returned the water monster. But I am sure it was not here before, she insisted. Then Oontayee wound his immense scaly tail about the giant pine and tried to pull it out by the roots. The water foamed and boiled with his struggles, but he who was first created stood firm, and at last the monster gave up the attempt. There he declared, I told you it had always been there.

1:37:29His wife appeared satisfied, and presently the gentle waves rocked them both to sleep. Then he who was first created returned to his own shape, and with his long spear he stabbed each of the monsters, so that with groans of pain they dove down to their homes at the bottom of the great lake, and the waters boiled above them, and the foam was red with their blood. End of section 14 Section 15 of Wigwam Evneens Sue Folkdale's retold This Liebervocht recording is in the public domain. 15th evening, featuring the return of a little boyman. Grandfather is scarcely taking up his long pipe tonight before the children begin together, impatient for the end of the story. Chetana has been begging his father to tell him whether the little boyman was ever found,

1:38:32but he has been obliged to wait for the old man to go on with his tail. The return of the little boyman. He who was first created now took the form of a swallow, and flew down from the high cliffs, skimming over the surface of the water. Within a sheltered cove among the pines, the water birds were holding a least. Some were singing, some dancing, and a great medicine man, the loon, was among them, blowing his sacred whistle. The lonely one in the form of a swallow dipped down to the water's edge and addressed the loon respectfully, asking for some of the secrets of his medicine. The loon was very kind. He taught him several mystery songs, and showed him how to treat the sick. Now, said the swallow, if you will permit me to take your form for a short time, I will go down into the deep and try to cure untay he and his wife of their dreadful wounds.

1:39:36The loon made no objection, so the new maid conjurer balanced himself upon the crest of a wave and gave his loudest call before he dove down, down into the blue water. There in the watery world the people saw him as it were sailing down from the sky. His path led now through a great forest of seaweeds, now upon the broad plains, and finally he came into a deep valley of the underworld, where he found everybody anxiously waiting for him. He was met by the old turtle, who begged him to make haste for the chief and his wife for in great agony. Let all the people retire, for I must be alone in order to work a cure, declared the supposed medicine man as he entered the tepee of the water monster. All went away unwillingly, the turtle last of all. He told the others that he had heard the great conjurer whisper as his hand touched the door flap, ah my poor brother. Now this door flap was

1:40:41made from the skin of a little boyman. He, who was first created, when he was inside the lodge, paid no attention to the dreadful groans of the monsters, but at once took down the skin of his brother, and as he did so, he saw the little water snakes pine at him from behind the doorway. The others, who were suspicious, had sent him as a scout to see what the medicine man was doing. He called the snake inside, and compelled him to tell where he should find the bones of his brother. Then for a reward he painted the snake green, and declared that as he had served both sides, he should crawl upon his belly forever after. He, who was first created, gathered up all the bones and took them with him to dry land. There he immediately built a fire and he did stones for the first sweat lodge. He also picked a bunch of sagebrush and fetched water in a large shell.

1:41:43Having carefully wrapped the bones with the dry skin of his brother and built over them a low shelter of willow whiths, he covered the lodge tightly with green vows and then thrust in his right arm and began to sprinkle water with a bunch of sage upon the heated stones. The steam rose and filled the lodge, and with the steam there came a faint sign sound. A second time he sprinkled water, and there were rustlings within as if the dry bones were gathering themselves together. When he put in his hand for the third time he could hear a sound like far off singing. Immediately after the little boy man spoke in his own voice, begging to be let out of the lodge. End of section 15 Section 16 of Wigwam Avenines, Sioux Folk Tales retold. This Lee Bervock recording is in the public domain. Sixteenth evening featuring the tale of the first battle. This is a very long

1:42:50story that I'm telling you, declare smokey day, and many evenings will not see the end of it. There are some adventures of a little boy man that must wait for another winter. Tonight I will tell you how it happened that the old friendship was broken between man and the animal people. The first battle. Now after some time it came about that the animals became jealous of the greater wit of the boy man, and as they feared that he would somehow gain the mastery over them, they began secretly to plot against him. About the same time the boy man began to question his elder brother and to ask him, brother, why have all the people these weapons, such as spears upon their heads and daggers in their mouths, while I am unarmed and naked? Then he, who was first created replied sadly, my younger brother, the time has now come to give you weapons and I am sorry for it. Now at last there is war in the hearts of the animals and of

1:43:52man, but there are many and you were only one, therefore I shall help you. Then he gave him a strong bow and arrows with flint heads, also a spear with head of stone, and showed him how to use them. Afterward he tossed a pebble into the air, and it came down as a wall of rock, in closing their dwelling. He tossed up another and another, until they were defended by high cliffs on every side. Upon the flat tops of the cliffs he spread out the new weapons, whose stone heads were destined to be scattered far and wide when the battle should be over, to be sought out and preserved by man as relics of the beginning of warfare. The first battle was announced by a single buffalo bowl, running at top speed over the prairie. This messenger assigned to each his part in the attack. The beaver was ordered to dam the streams and the badger to dig trenches under the defenses of the boyman so that they might flood his dwelling. The rabbits, squirrels, and other feeble folk were

1:44:58together food for the warriors, of whom the principal ones were the bear, wolf, wildcat, and bison. This is Ashley Akinetti from the Almost Amos Podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything. That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpass.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and prio beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage without booking an overnight stay. I may have only been 15 minutes from home, but it felt like it was a whole different world. I'm thinking this is exactly what I needed. So just go to resortpass.com, choose your resort, choose your day, luxury, resort day passes, start at just $25. Once you post your daycation, people are going to ask where you are. Go to resortpass.com, slash almost famous, and use the promo code almost famous to get $20

1:45:59off when you spend $100. That's code almost famous at resortpass.com slash almost famous. Droughts carried the news to the Finney tribes for all were to join in this war.

1:47:00With the Grey Dawn came the Wolf's long howl, the first warhoop, breaking the silence and peace of the world. When the sun rose, dancing for an instant upon the sharp edge of the sky, one after another all of the animals joined in the Great War Cry, with the bellowings and screeching of the larger beasts, the barking of wolves, the hissing of snakes, and the shrill cries of the feathered ones, of whom the crane and the loon were loudest. The boy-man stood erect on the top of the wall, and saw the warriors coming from all directions, as far as the eye could reach. On they came, with a mighty thunder of hoofs and a trampling of many feet. Overhead that great war-chief of the air, the eagle, commanded his winged forces, while from below the creepers and crawlers began to scale the lofty defenses of the boy-man. There he stood alone, and fearlessly led fly hundreds of sharp arrows,

1:48:01of which everyone found its mark until the ground was choked with the fallen. Presently they descended upon him great hosts of the smaller winged people, who also had been provided with sharp and poisonous weapons. Against these his elder brother had forgotten to warn him, but now he was told in haste to strike two flints together, and to catch the spark that should come in the dry fallen leaves. Soon a great cloud of smoke and flames arose toward heaven, not only driving off the little winged warriors, but forcing the whole body of the enemy to retreat in confusion, for they had never seen fire before, and to this day it is feared by all and used by man only. Thus the animals were convinced that man is their master. When they sued for peace, all agreed to give him of their flesh for food and their skins for clothing, while he on his side promised never to kill any wantonly. The boy-man further agreed that they might keep their weapons to use in their

1:49:05own defence. This was the first treaty made upon Earth. 16. Section 17 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. 17th evening featuring the beloved of the sun. Grandfather is not the night beautiful after the long storm, whispers Tanaegala Shaili. The moon always seems to me like a beautiful woman, for she often hides her round, shining face with a blanket of cloud, and sometimes she even runs away from us altogether, as if she were tired or displeased. But tonight she smiles and uncovers her face, so that all the young men are out, each playing upon his flute near the home of the loved one. The little maid does not often make so long a speech, and she too hides her face as she comes to the end. But grandfather smiles indulgently

1:50:12upon his favourite, as he answers, and did you not know then, that she is a woman, my granddaughter? Truly it is time that I told you of these things. The beloved of the sun. There was once a man in his wife and two children who had gone away from the rest of the tribe, and were living by themselves. One day the man went out hunting as usual, but the evening came and he did not return. The next day his wife went to look for him, and neither did she come back to the lodge. Thus it came about that the young brother and sister were left alone, but they were not unhappy. The boy was a strong and well-grown lad, and he brought home abundance of meat, while the girl cooked his food, tanned the skins and made all of their moggasons and clothing. They had been living those for many moons, when very early one morning, soon after her brother had left her for the hunt, the girl's eyes were dazzled by a sudden

1:51:12flash of light, and at the same instant a tall and beautiful young man entered the lodge. She thought at first that her brother had come back, so great was the likeness, but he did not act like him, for his manner was that of a suitor. He remained for some time, but left before the brother returned. Now the young man saw it once that his sister seemed to be troubled and embarrassed about something. He questioned her, and she hung her head in silence. Three times this happened, and on the third day she told him all. Tomorrow, said he, I will set out as usual early in the morning, but I shall not go far. If your visitor comes, keep him until I return. Accordingly the next day the brother went a little way from home and hid himself in a hollow tree from which he could watch their dwelling. Soon after the girl's lover appeared, he returned to the lodge and at once fell up on the

1:52:14stranger for he was very angry. For some time they wrestled together in silence, and neither was able to gain mastery over the other. Finally, however, the brother felt that he was being overcome and he cried out. Sister, help, help! The girl did not know what to do, but she seized her axe and was about to strike one of the young men when he cried out. Take care, sister. Then she raised her axe against the other, but he too exclaimed, take care, sister. She became more and more bewildered, for the two looked so much alike that it was impossible to tell which one was really her brother. At last, however, she made up her mind to strike at the stranger, but like a flash of light he eluded her and spoke. My friend, do not try to resist me any longer. I came not to harm you or this maiden, but to make her my wife. Know that I am the son, and she shall be the moon and rule over the night if she will come with me.

1:53:19Upon this the maiden yielded and went with him, said grandfather, but you see that she will not shine every night, for she was only a mortal maiden and is soon worried. You know we call the sun our grandfather and the moon grandmother, and we also believe that the stars are their children. Sometime I shall tell you how a star too loved and earthly made. End of section 17 Section 18 of Wigwam Avenines, Sioux Folk, Tailed, Retold. This Liebervacht recording is in the public domain. 18th evening featuring Woodchopper and Berry Picker. A long time ago, says the old storyteller, man was near the animal people then he is today. They even spoke the same language and seemed to understand one another perfectly. Sometimes he loved and married among them,

1:54:20but his children were not so good and noble as the first man. There was something of the animal in them. There are many stories of this sort, but some of them are long and hard to understand. Perhaps you have heard of Tadona and Tancadona, the indoor one and the outdoor one, in which the little boy is half-brother to a bear cub and they meet and play together in secret. Tonight however I will tell you another story. Woodchopper and Berry Picker. In the old days, when men and animals spoke one language, a young man who had grown tired of living alone set out to look for a wife. He had not traveled very far when he came to a stream of clear water which had been damned to make a small, browned pond. On the shore of the pond was a neat, dome-shaped lodge and just outside the lodge a pretty woman was busily chopping wood. The young man stood for some time watching her from behind a tree.

1:55:22Being pleased with her looks and especially with her industry, he presently showed himself and the girl whose name was Beaver Woman received him so kindly that in a short time they had decided to marry and go to housekeeping. When their little boy came, the proud father wished to take him back and show him to his own people, but to this his wife would not consent. If you must return," said she, very well, but we cannot go with you. So the young man, who had a great longing to see again the faces of his kin's folk, left them behind and journeyed to his father's village. He made them a short visit and then hastened back to his own home. Alas, there was no home there. The lodge was destroyed. The dam broken, the pond itself gone. The singing-brook was only a thin trickle of water, and his wife and son were nowhere to be found. The unhappy young man lay upon the ground, mourning for his lost wife

1:56:27and little boy, until a handsome young woman dressed all in black came out of the woods. She supposed that he must be faint for wand of food, so she brought him sweet roots and berries. When he had eaten, she kindly combed his hair and washed his face, and after he was refreshed, she comforted him with loving words and caresses, so that he soon forgot the beaver woman and took her to be his wife. Together they went to look for a home. This is Ashley Akineti from the Almost Hymnest Podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually planned anything. That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to ResortPass.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and private beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage, without booking an overnight stay. And listen, I may have only been like 15 minutes from home, but it felt like it was a whole different

1:57:31world. And I'm thinking this is exactly what I needed. So just go to ResortPass.com, choose your resort, choose your day, luxury resort day passes start at just $1,500. Once you post your day occasion, people are going to ask where you are. Go to ResortPass.com slash Almost Famous and use the promo code Almost Famous to get $20 off when you spend $100. That's code Almost Famous at ResortPass.com slash Almost Famous. The young man chose a beautiful open spot overlooking much country, but his wife,

1:58:49whose name was Barry Picker, laughed at him saying, are people never live in such an open space as that? She chose a sheltered spot at the foot of the hill, and there they began to hollow out a comfortable dwelling under the upturned roots of an old fallen tree. When Barry Picker, the bear wife, center husband out to look for bedding, he brought in much dry grass, but the bear wife reproved him saying, why husband, you expose our home to the eyes of all. All about their lodge were bear spots where he had pulled the grass, so they had to find a new place in which to live. At last the pair were snug and warm for the winter, and as it was now time to go to sleep, they did so, and slept until they were roused by the barking of a dog and the footsteps of a hunter on the crisp snow. The bear wife struck the roof of her house, and a part-treach flew up out of the snow with a great worrying of wings.

1:59:50The dog followed the part-treach and the hunter followed the dog. When the hunter came for the second time, she started a rabbit which drew the dog away, and he drew away the hunter. But when he persisted and came back for the third time, she left her home and ran for her life, leaving her husband to follow as best he could. He ran on and on, following his wife's tracks in the deep snow until he came to a little hut where lived an old bear. Where are you going, my son, inquired the old man? Oh, he replied, I am only traveling for pleasure. Do not try to deceive me," said the old bear. I know well whom you seek. Very picker passed this way only yesterday, on her way to rejoin her people. And where do her people live? Ask the young husband. They live not far away, my son, but be on your guard. They are a deceitful people, and will give

2:00:51you much trouble. Thanking the old man he hurried on, and soon came to the village of the bears. It was a large village, and the people seemed to have plenty to eat and to be very merry, for they were singing and dancing. As the stranger drew near, every young woman in the great camp came running to meet him. They all looked alike, for everyone was dressed in glossy black, and all were plump and handsome, and they all crowded about him as if to embrace him, crying, welcome home, my husband. Now the young man became very angry, for he knew that the bears were trying to deceive him, and that if he did not know his own wife, they would take his life. He took no notice of any of the young women, but turned his back on the village and went home to his own country. This story is told for a warning to those who wish to marry among strangers. End of Section 18

2:01:51Section 19 of Wigwam Avenines Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. 19th evening featuring the Sun and Law. Tell us, grandfather, who is Janotita, first out Wauwala even before the children are fairly seated. Uncle told me today when I was hunting to be aware of the little man of the woods, for if I should meet him I might lose my way and never smell the campfire again. But when I asked where he was to be found, and how I should know him, he only laughed at me and went on making arrows. This Janotita is indeed a mischievous fellow, explains the good old man. He is no larger than a three-year-old child and is covered with hair. His home is in a hollow tree, and his weapons are brilliantly colored feathers of grey birds.

2:02:54Headie lights in confusing the lone hunter who is so unlucky as to come upon him in the depths of the forest. That you may know why this little man has a grudge against our race, I will tell you a story. The Sun and Law. Once upon a time there was a young girl whose parents had been taken by the enemy, and who lived alone with her elder brother in the forest, without kin's folk or neighbors. The young man was a clever hunter who provided more than enough for their needs, and the sister kept his lodge in order and his magusons well-mended, so that for a long time they lived happily together without other company. A day came, however, when the young man wished to go upon a journey and to see something of the world. He therefore called upon the little man of the woods, Chanotita, and begged him to look after his sister during his absence. He then took his bow and quiver full of arrows and set out to discover strange countries. The traveler met with no

2:03:56adventures until the third day, when he saw several boys playing outside the entrance of their dwelling, which appeared to be merely a cave in the side of a hill. Here comes our brother in law, they cried, and all ran back into the cave. The young man was curious to know what this meant, and he went boldly in. Opposite the door of the cave, there sat a handsome young woman, while her father and mother were seated upon either side of the fire. The old man at once rose and greeted the stranger. Oh, my son-in-law, he exclaimed, whereupon the old wife served him with food and waited upon him hospitably. It appeared, however, that the young woman was kindly disposed toward this good-looking youth, for she soon contrived to warn him secretly of her father's intentions toward him. When my father takes you hunting with him, she said, you must take care always to keep behind him. If he tells you to follow any animal, do not do so, but shoot it from where

2:05:01you stand. Next day the old man invited his guest to hunt, and by and by they saw a white Martin in the wood. Chase it, chase it, son-in-law, exclaim the old man, but the youth stood still and killed the creature with an arrow from his quiver. Alas, it was no Martin, but one of the boys who may have seen plain outside the cave. The next day a white magpie flew across the path, and the old man again called on his guest to follow. He stopped and aimed an arrow instead, which pierced the second boy to the heart. Do not shoot a white deer when you see him coming towards you, beg the girl of her lover on the third morning, for she wished to save her youngest brother's life. The young man spared the deer, and the last of the boys came home unhurt, but he himself remembered her warning and took care to keep behind, so that the old man had no chance to kill him.

2:06:02Ah, my son-in-law, you have beaten me. Take my daughter, she is now your wife, he said to the young man. Who thereupon took his wife home to his own lodge, and his brother-in-law whose life had been spared he took with them to be husband to assist her. The little man of the woods had guarded the girl safely, but meanwhile he had fallen in love with her, and desired to marry her. Being refused, he went away angry and hid in a hollow tree, where he still lives, and all who walk alone in the forest fear to meet him, for he wishes nothing so much as to do a mischief to the descendents of the sister and brother. End of section 19 Section 20 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervacht recording is in the public domain. Twenty-th evening featuring the comrades. There is another bad character of whom we

2:07:08have all heard, and some of us have met him, begins the teacher. His name tells you what he is. He has two faces, one he shows at first when he wishes to be agreeable and has some object to gain, but as soon as he is found out he turns the ugly, scowling face upon you. Remember children, you should not keep two faces, a pleasant one for strangers and a cross face to show when you are at home. Try to imitate the heroes of old, the great and good and helpful, such as the stoneboy, the starboy, the avenger, he who wears the white plume, and he who shot the red eagle. If I should be spared to live another winter, I will tell you of them all. Tonight we will hear the pleasant story of Mastina and his brother-friend. The Comrades. Mastina, the rabbit, was a handsome young man, and moreover of a kind disposition.

2:08:11One day, when he was hunting, he heard a child crying bitterly and made all haste in the direction of the sound. On the further side of the wood he found one tormenting a baby boy with whips and pinches, laughing heartily meanwhile and humming a mother's lullaby. What do you mean by abusing the innocent child, demanded the rabbit, but the other showed a smiling face and replied pleasantly, you do not know what you are talking about. The child is fretful, and I am merely trying to quiet him. Mastina was not deceived, for he had guessed that this was double-face, who he lights in teasing the helpless ones. Give the boy to me, he insisted, so that double-face became angry and show the other side of his face, which was black and scowling. The boy is mine, he declared, and if you say another word I shall treat you as I have treated him. Upon this,

2:09:12Mastina fit in an arrow to the string and shot the wicked one through the heart. He then took the child on his arm and followed the trail to a small and poor teepee. There lived an old man and his wife, both of them blind and nearly helpless, for all of their children and grandchildren, even to the smallest and last, had been lured away by wicked double-face. Oh, grandfather, grandmother, I have brought you back the child, exclaimed the rabbit as he stood in the doorway. But the poor, blind old people, had so often been deceived by that hardless double-face that they no longer believed anything. Therefore they both cried out, oh, you liar, we don't believe a word you say. Get away with you, do! Since they refused to take the child, and it was almost night, the kind-hearted young man wrapped the boy in his own blanket and laid down with him to sleep. The next morning, when he awoke, he found to his surprise that the child

2:10:16had grown up during the night, and was now a handsome young man, so much like him that they might have been to him brothers. My friend, we are now comrades for life, exclaimed the strange youth. We shall each go different ways in the world, doing all the good we can, but if either is ever in need of help, let him call upon the other, and he will come instantly to his aid. The other agreed, and they set out in opposite directions. Not long after, the rabbit heard a loud groaning and crying as of some person in great pain. When he reached the spot, he found a man with his body wedged tightly in the fork of a tree, which the winds swayed to and fro. He could not by any means get away and was in great misery. I will take your place, brother, exclaimed the generous young man, upon which the tree immediately parted, and the tree bound was free.

2:11:17Mustina took his place and the tree closed upon him like a vice and pinched him severely. The pain was worse than he had supposed, but he bore it as long as he could without crying out. Sweat beat at his forehead and his vein swelled to bursting. At last he could endure it no longer, and called loudly upon his comrade to help him. At once the young man appeared and struck the tree so that it parted, and mustina was free. He kept on his journey until he spied a small wigwom quite by a self on the edge of a wood. Lifting the door flap he saw no one but an old blind man, who greeted him thankfully. Oh, my grandson, you see me, I am old and poor. All the day I see no one. When I wish to drink, this raw hide lariat leads me to the stream nearby. When I need dry sticks for my fire, I follow this other robe and feel my way among the trees.

2:12:18I have enough food for these bags are packed with dried meat for my use. But last my grandson, I am all alone here and I am blind. Take my eyes, grandfather, at once exclaimed the kind-hearted young man. You shall go where you will, and I will remain here in your place. Oh, oh, my grandson, you are very good," replied the old man, and he gladly took the eyes of the rabbit and went out into the world. The youth stayed behind, and as he was hungry, he ate of the dried meat in the bags. This made him very thirsty, so he took hold of the raw hide rope and followed it to the stream. But as he stooped to the brink, the rope broke, and mustina fell in. The water was cold and the bank slippery, but after hard struggle he got out again and made his way back to the teepee, dripping wet and very miserable. Wishing to make a fire and dry his

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2:16:32End of section 20. Section 21 of Wigwa Mavneens. Sue Fultales retold. This Libra Box recording is in the public domain. 21st evening featuring the laughmaker. You remember the young man who married among the bear people begins grandfather. Not to us the bear seems at times almost human. He can stand and even walk erect. He will cry and groan very like a man when hurt. And there are those who say that he laughs. In the old stories the bears are a powerful nation. And there is a young man, perhaps the same one I told you of before, who is said to have been living among them at one time with his wife, Wushby and their little son. The laughmaker. The village of the bears was a large one and the people were well fed and prosperous. Upon certain days a herald went the round of the lodges,

2:17:38announcing an allowed voice that the time had come to go a laughing. Not a bear was left in the village at such times for everyone went. Old and young, sick and well, the active and the lame. Only the stranger remained at home. Although his wife, Wushby, always went with her kin's folk, for somehow he did not feel inclined to go a laughing. And he kept with him his little son, who was half bear and half human. One day however a curiosity seized him to know what this laughing business might be. He took his boy and followed the bears at a distance, not choosing to be seen. Their trail led to the shore of the great water, and when he had come as near as he could without exposing himself, he climbed a tall pine from whose bushy top he could observe all that took place. The gathering of the bears was on a deep bay that jutted inland. Its rocky shores were

2:18:41quite black with them, and as soon as all had become quiet, an old bear advanced to the water's edge and called in a loud voice. Iha wecha yila. Iha un hepilo. Lafemaker, we are come to laugh. When he had called four times, a small object appeared in the midst of the water and began to swim toward the shore. By and by the strange creature sprawled and clambered out upon a solitary rock that stood partly above the water. The laugh-maker was hairless and wrinkled like a newborn child. It had the funniest feet, or hands, or flippers, with which it tried to walk, but only tumbled and flopped about. In the water it was gracefully enough, but on dry land so ungainly and ridiculous that the vast concourse of bears was thrown into fiths of hysterical laughter. Ha ha ha. Wa wa. They roared, lifting their ugly long muzzles and opening their gaping jaws.

2:19:45Some of them could no longer hold on to the bowels of the trees, or the rocks on which they had perched, and came tumbling down on the heads of the crowd, adding much to the fun. Every motion of the little laugh-maker produced fresh roars of a moderate laughter. At last the bears grew weak and helpless with laughing. Hundreds of them sprawled out upon the sand, quite unable to rise. Then the old man again advanced and cried out, Iha wecha ila wa na Iha un tape kate du. Life-maker, we are almost dead with laughing. Upon this the little creature swam back into deep water and disappeared. Now the stranger was not at all amused and in fact could see nothing to laugh at. When all the bears had got up and disperched at their homes he came down from the tree with his little son, and the childwish to imitate his great-grandfather bear. He went out alone on the sandy

2:20:47beach and began to call in his piping voice, laugh-maker, we are come to laugh. When he had called four times the little creature again showed his smooth black head above the water. Ha ha ha. Why don't you laugh, Papa? It is so funny, the boy cried out breathlessly. But his father looked on soberly while the thing went through all its usual antics, and the little boy laughed harder and harder until at last he rolled and rolled on the sandy beach, almost dead with laughter. Papa, he gasped, if you do not stop this funny thing I shall die. Then the father picked up his bow and strung it. He gave one more look at his boy, who was gasping for breath. Then he fitted a sharp arrow to the bow and pierced the little laugh-maker to the heart. He went out and took the skin, and they returned in silence to the camp of the bears. Now the next time that the herald called upon the bearers to go laughing,

2:21:50the skin of the laugh-maker was almost dry, but they knew nothing of it. They went away as usual, and left the young man alone with his son. But he, knowing that his wife's skin folk would kill him when they discovered what he had done, took the skin for a quiver and went homeward with his child. End of Section 21 Section 22 of Wigwam Evneens, Sue Folkdale's retold. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain. Featuring 22nd Evneen, the runaways. Some say, remark's grandfather, that the hero of the story I am about to tell you is the same as the kind-hearted young man of whom you heard not long ago, Mustina the Rabbit. You will remember that he was uncommonly handsome as well as generous. This time he falls in love, and there is a wicked old woman in the way, but you will learn

2:22:56someday that true love is able to defy and outwit all its enemies. The runaways. There was once a young man who had journeyed a long way from home in search of adventure. One day he came to a strange village on the border of a great wood, but while yet some distance from the lodges, he happened to glance upward. In the boughs of a tree just above his head he saw a light scaffold, and on the scaffold a maiden sitting at her needlework. Instead of boldly entering the village, as he had intended, the youth walked on a little way, then turned and again past under the tree. He did this several times, and each time he looked up for the girl was the prettiest that he had ever seen. He did not show himself to the people, but for several days he lingered on the borders of the wood, and at last he ventured to speak with the maiden and asked her to be his wife. She did not seem to be at all unwilling, however she said to him,

2:24:00you must be very careful, for my grandmother does not wish me to marry. She is a very wicked old woman, and as thus far succeeded in killing every one of my suitors. In that case we must run away, the young man replied, tonight when your grandmother's asleep pull up some of the tent pins and come out, I shall be waiting for you. The girl did, as he had said, and that same night they fled together and by morning were far from the village. However, the maiden kept looking over her shoulder as if fearing pursuit, and at last her lover said to her, why do you continue to look behind you? They will not have missed you until daylight, and it is quite certain that no one can overtake us. Ah, she replied, my grandmother has powerful magic. She can cover a whole day's journey in one step, and I am convinced that she is upon our trail. In that case, you shall see that I too know

2:25:03something of magic, return the young man. Forth with he threw down one of his mittens and low, their trail was changed to the trail of a buffalo. He threw down the other mittens, and it became the carcass of a buffalo wine at the end of the trail. She will follow thus far and no farther, he declared, but the maiden shook her head, and ceased not from time to time to glance over her shoulder as they hastened onward. In truth it was not long till she perceived the old woman in the distance, coming on with great strides and shaking her cane and her gray head at the runaways. Now it is my turn, the girl exclaimed, and threw down her comb, which became a thick forest behind the fleeing ones, so that the angry old woman was held back by the dense underbrush. When she had come out of the forest at last and was again gaining upon them, the girl threw her all over her shoulder, and it became a chain of mountains with high peaks and sharp precipices, so that the grandmother

2:26:09was kept back longer than before. Nevertheless, her magic was strong, and she still struggled on after the lovers. In the meantime they had come to the bank of a river both wide and deep, and here they stood for a while doubting how they should cross, for there was neither boat nor Ford. However, there were two cranes nearby, and to these the young man addressed himself. My friends said he, I beg of you to stand on the opposite banks of this river and stretch your necks across so that we may cross in safety. This is Ashley Akinati from the Almost Hymnest podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything. That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpass.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and private beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage without booking an overnight

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2:29:20and long fringes on your leggings, so that you will hear after be called a handsomeist of birds. The cranes were willing to oblige, and they stood thus with their beaks touching over the stream, so that the lovers crossed on their long necks and safety. Now, exclaim the young man, I must ask of you one more favor. If an old woman should come down to the river and seek your help, place your heads together once more as if to allow her to cross, but when she is half way over, you must draw back and let her fall in midstream. Do this, and I promise you that you shall never be in want. In a little while the old woman came down to the river, quite out of breath, and more angry than before. As soon as she noticed the two cranes, she began to scold and order them about. Come here, you long necks, you ungainly creatures. Come and help me over this river, she cried.

2:30:21The two cranes again stood beaked to beak, but when the wicked grandmother had crossed half way, they pulled in their necks and into the water she went, screaming out threats and abuse as she whirled through the air. The currents swept her quickly away, and she was drowned, for there is no magic so strong that it will prevail against true love. End of Section 22 Section 23 of Wigwam Avenines Sufok Tales retold This Libravox recording is in the public domain. 23rd Avenine, the girl who married the star. Here is our little hummingbird, always the first to raise the door flap, is the old teacher's pleasant greeting. That is because I do not want to lose one word of your good stories, grandfather, murmurs the little maiden, with her pretty upward glance and bashful smile.

2:31:23I have one for you tonight that ought to please you, he answers thoughtfully. You know the shining star people in the heavens above us, you have gazed upon them and doubtless dream that you were among them. We believe them to be a higher race than ours. Listen then to my story, the girl who married the star. There were once two sisters who lived alone in an inhabited place. It was a long time ago when the tribes upon earth were a few, and the animal people were friendly to man. The name of one of the girls was earth, and the other was called water. All their food was brought to them by their animal friends. The bears supplied them with nuts, berries, and wild turnips, and the bees brought combs dripping with honey. They ate no flesh, for that would be to take life. They dwelt in a lodge made of birch bark, and their beds were mats woven of rushes. One clear summer night the girls lay awake

2:32:28upon their beds, looking up through the smokehole of their wigwom, and telling one another all their thoughts. Sister said the earth, I have seen a handsome young man in my dreams, and it seemed to me that he came from up yonder. I too have seen a man in my dreams, replied the sister, and he was a great brave. Do you not think these bright stars above us are the skyman of whom we have dreamed, suggested the earth? If that is true sister, and it may be true, said the water, I choose that brightest star for my husband. And I, declared her sister, choose for my husband that little twinkling star. By and by the sister slept, and when they awoke, they found themselves in the sky. The husband of the elder sister who had chosen the bright star was an old warrior with a shiny name, but the husband of the younger girl was a fine-looking young man, who had as yet no great reputation.

2:33:31The starmen were kind to their wives, who lived very happily in their new home. One day they went out to dig wild turnips, and the old warrior said to his wife, when you are digging, you must not hit the ground too hard. The younger man also warned his wife, saying, do not hit the ground too hard. However, the earth forgot, and in her hay she struck the ground so hard with the sharp pointed stick with which she dug turnips, that the floor of the sky was broken and she fell through. Two very old people found the poor girl lying in the meadow. They kindly made for her a little wigwam of pine vows, and brought ferns for her bed. The old woman nursed her as well as she could, but she did nothing but whale and cry. Let me go to him, she begged, I cannot live without my husband. Night came, and the stars appeared in the sky as usual. Only the little twinkling started not appear,

2:34:32for he was now a widower and had painted his face quite black. The poor wife waited for him a long time, but he did not come, because he could not. At last she slept, and dream she saw a tiny red star in the sky that had not been there before. Ah, said she, that is red star my son. In the morning she found at her side a pretty little boy, a star boy, who afterward grew to be a handsome young man and had many adventures. His guides by night through the pathless woods were the star children of his mother sister, his cousins in the sky. End of section 23. Section 24 of wigwam avnines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This Liebervox recording is in the public domain, featuring the 24th evening, Northwind and Starboy.

2:35:35Hun Hunay, old man Wazeia, the Northwind, is again on the warpath. You are brave children to come out tonight. See, he shakes his downing feather robe, and the little snowflakes fly fast and faster. He gives his warwoo, and coward's sake the safe shelter of their own wigwams. You are no coward's, I am sure of that, so I shall tell you of the battle between Wazeia and one of our great heroes, the son of a mortal maiden and a star. Northwind and Starboy. In the very old days at the beginning of things, Starboy went about the world as a champion, defending all feeble folk against the attacks of their enemies. The champion was so strong that he could not bend his bow of wood without breaking it, therefore he armed himself with a bone bow, a bone knife, and a stone war club. One day he came to the village of the frogs,

2:36:37who poured out of their lodges to meet him and set before him food but no water. He, who goes to the water, said they, never returns. A great warrior lies there who has swallowed many of us alive, and now we are perishing of thirst. Starboy himself was so thirsty that after he had eaten, he went down to the water and was instantly swallowed by a tamay, the pickerol. But with his bone knife he slashed the pickerol in the gills and escaped, after which he warned the big fish saying, be careful how you want to destroy this people, for someday they will be used to destroy you. Then he went on his way as far as another village of little people, who complained that they had no firewood. We dare not go to the wood anymore, they said. For there a fierce warrior lives who swoops down from above and evowers us. Starboy at once went to the wood, where he was attacked by Henhan, the owl.

2:37:43Him he easily conquered with his stone war club. Because of your cruelty, he said to the owl, the sun shall blind you hereafter, so that you can hunt only in the dark, when the mouse people are advised to take to their holes and hiding places. Now Starboy traveled northward, until he had reached the very northernmost country, and in that far off land he found a people in great distress. That was because they feared Wazeia, the north wind, who drove away the buffalo herd so that they had no meat. And when he points his finger at one of us, said they, that man dies. Come, let us hunt the buffalo, said Starboy to them. And although they were starving, they were afraid and unwilling to go. However, he made some of the men go out with him, and upon the open plain they met with north wind, who at once challenged the champion to do battle.

2:38:45The two rushed upon one another with great fury, and in the first onset Starboy broke the bow of north wind, but in the second Starboy was overthrown and lay as one dead. However, after time he got up again, and they met for the third bout, when low neither could prevail against the other, so that in the midst of the fight they were obliged to sit upon a snowbank to rest. Starboy sat upon a calfskin and fanned himself with an eagle-wing, and immediately the snow began to melt, and the north wind was forced to retreat. Before he went away, he made a treaty of peace with Starboy, promising to come to earth for half the year only, and to give timely warning of his approach so that the people might prepare for his coming and lay up food against the day of scarcity. By this means the winter and summer were established among us. End of section 24

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2:42:0025th evening featuring the 10 Virgins. The strong son of Mark still hovers over the deep blue lake, and last night Snowflurry has quite vanished from the pleasant brown face of our grandmother Earth when the children arrive at Smoky Days' wide-opened doorway. There is a tang in the air and a stir in the blood tonight that moves the old man to tell a tale of youth and adventure. And this is the tale, 10 Virgins. There were once two brothers who loved one maiden, and it appeared that the younger brother was the favorite. One day, the jealous elder invited his brother to go hunting with him upon an island in the Great Lake, a day's journey in canoes from their village. No sooner had they touched shore than the elder said, do you go to the other end of the island, and I will drive the deer toward you. The other obeyed, but although he waited a long time on the further side, no deer appeared, nor did he see anything of his brother. At last,

2:43:07he returned through the woods to the spot where they had landed, and behold, the canoe with his brother was almost out of sight on the blue waters of the lake. The young man, the subandoned, wandered about the island for many days, living upon the game which he found there in abundance. He had grown very lonely and tired of his solitary life, when one day a strange old man with long, white hair appeared on the shore. My son said he, you look unhappy. Tell me if there's anything you wish for. I want nothing except across the water to the mainland, replied the young man, but I have no boat, nor the means of making one. Get up on my back, and I will take you over in safety, return the patriarch. Accordingly he took him upon his back and swam across the lake with his burden. Now the young man was grateful to his rescuer, and he no longer cared to return to his own people,

2:44:10and to the brother who had betrayed him. Therefore he went with the old man to his wigwam to hunt for him. One day, when he was out hunting as usual, he thought he heard the far-off musical sound of girls laughter from the depths of the forest. He turned in the direction of the sound and soon came up on a broad trail, which he followed until he was overtaken by nine young men, all running eagerly along the same trail. They at once made him join their company, saying that they had needed just one more to complete their number. The ten hastened on, and presently they overtook ten beautiful young damsels. Night fell, and they all went into camp together on the shore of the great lake. The girls were very friendly and chatted pleasantly with the young men during the evening, until each party retired to sleep under a hurriedly-made arbor of green boughs. Very early in the morning the youths awoke, but low, their companions advanced,

2:45:16and they could see only the flash of a distant paddle where the lake met sky at the far-off horizon line. There was no boat, and there were about to go back into spare, when the young man who had last joined the party spied a little muscle shell at the edge of the water, and invited them to step in. At first they were doubtful and hung back, but in the end one ventured and stepped into the shell, which bore up his weight. Then another and another followed, until the ten men stood upon the shell, which had become a fine large canoe, and carried them all in safety to the opposite shore. There they beheld the great white wigwam in which dwelt the ten virgins with a grandmother, who was a wicked old witch. As soon as she saw the young men she took up handfuls of ashes to throw into their faces, and one after another fell senseless at her feet. Last of all came the

2:46:17fortunate younger brother. He had borrowed the weapons of the old man with whom he lived, and it chast that this man was a greater wonder-worker even than the witch. Therefore he had merely turned toward her his magic shield to keep off the shower of ashes, when the old woman lost all her power to hurt, and at once each lusty young man sprang quickly up to claim his bride. End of Section 25 Section 26 of wigwam avnines, Sue Folk Tales retold. This leber box recording is in the public domain. 26th evening featuring the magic heros. The wise and old heads among the indians love children's company, and none is more sorry than smoky day when the village breaks up for the spring hunt, and storytelling is over for the season. I hope, he says kindly, that you have listened so well

2:47:22to these tales of our people, and repeated them so often that you will never forget them. We have grandfather, we have, they replied in chorus. We must not only remember and repeat, he continues, but we must consider and follow their teachings. For it is so that these legends that have come down to us from the old time are kept alive by each new generation. There is much to learn from the story of one who was so modest that he took the form of a ragged homeless little boy and did his good deeds in secret. The magic heros. There was once a young man who wanted to go on a journey. His mother provided him with sacks of dried meat and pairs of moccasins, but his father said to him, hear my son, are four magic heros. When you are in need, shoot one of them. The young men went forth alone and hunted in the forest for many days.

2:48:23Usually he was successful, but a day came when he was hungry and could not find meat. Then he sent forth one of the magic heros, and at the end of the day they lay a fat bearer with the arrow in his side. The hunter cut out the tongue for his meal, and of the body of the bear he made a thank-off ring to the great mystery. Again he was in need, and again in the morning he shot a magic arrow, and at nightfall beside his campfire he found an elk lying with the arrow in his heart. Once more he ate the tongue and offered up the body as a sacrifice. The third time he killed a moose with his arrow, and the fourth time above a flow. After the fourth arrow had been spent, the young man came one day out of the forest, and before him there lay a great circular village of skin lodges. At one side, and some little way from the rest of the people, he noticed a small

2:49:23and poor tent where an old couple lived all alone. At the edge of the wood he took off his clothes and hid them in a hollow tree. Then, touching the top of his head with his staff, he turned himself into a little ragged boy and went toward the poor tent. The old woman saw him coming and said to her old man, old man, let us keep this little boy for our own. He seemed to be a fine, bright-eyed little fellow, and we are all alone. What are you thinking of, old woman? Grumble the old man. We can hardly keep ourselves, and yet you talk of taking in a ragged little scamp from nobody knows where. In the meantime the boy had come quite near, and the old wife beckoned him to enter the lodge. Sit down, my grandson, sit down, she said kindly, and, in spite of the old man's black looks, she handed him a small dish of parched corn, which was all the food they had. The boy ate and stayed

2:50:28on. By and by he said to the old woman, grandmother, I should like to have grandfather make me some arrows. You hear, my old man, said she. It will be very well for you to make some little arrows for the boy, and why should I make arrows for a strange little ragged boy, grumbled the old man. However, he made two or three, and the boy went hunting. In a short time he returned with several small birds. The old woman took them and pulled off the feathers, thanking him and praising him as she did so. She quickly made the little birds into soup, of which the old man ate gladly, and with the soft feather she stuffed a small pillow. "'You have done well,' my grandson,' he said, for they were really very poor. "'Not long after,' the boy said, who has adopted grandmother. Grandmother, when you see me at the edge of the wood yonder, you must call out. Up air! There goes

2:51:33a bear. This she did, and the boy again sent forth one of the magic arrows, which he had taken from the body of his game and kept by him. No sooner had he shot, then he saw the same bear that he had offered up, lying before him with the arrow in its side. Now there was a great rejoicing in the lodge of the poor old couple.' This is Ashley Akinetti from the almost-hameless podcast. You ever notice you and your spouse keep saying, we need to get away, but you never actually plan anything? That was us until we did something fun and spontaneous. We went to resortpas.com. There are hundreds of hotel resorts, pools and spots and private beaches that you can enjoy. You can spend the day at a luxury resort, pool, spa, massage, without booking an overnight stay. And listen, I may have only been 15 minutes from home, but it felt like it was a whole different world. And I'm thinking, this is exactly what I needed. So just go to resortpas.com, choose your resort,

2:52:36choose your day, luxury, resort day passes start at just $25. Once you post your daycation, people are going to ask where you are. Go to resortpas.com slash almost famous and use the promo code almost famous to get $20 off when you spend $100. That's code almost famous at resortpas.com slash almost famous. While they were outskitting the bear and cutting the meat in thin strips to dry, the boy sat alone in the lodge. In the pod on the fire was the bear's tongue, which he wanted for himself. All at once a young girl stood in the doorway. She drew her robe modestly before her face as she said in a low voice, I come to borrow the mortar of your grandmother. The boy gave her the mortar and also a piece of the tongue which he had cooked, and she went away. When all of the bear meat was gone, the boy sent forth a second arrow and killed an elk, and with the third and fourth

2:53:37he shot the mousse and the buffalos before, each time recovering his arrow. Soon after, he heard that the people of the large village were in trouble. A great red eagle, it was said, flew over the village every day at dawn, and the people believed that it was a bird of evil omen, for they no longer had any success in hunting. None of their braves had been able to shoot the eagle, and the chief had offered his only daughter in marriage to the man who should kill it. When the boy heard this, he went out early the next morning and lay in wait for the red eagle. At the touch of his magic arrow, it fell at his feet, and the boy pulled out his arrow and went home without speaking to anyone. But the thankful people followed him to the poor little lodge, and when they found him, they brought the chief's beautiful daughter to be his wife. Low, she was the girl who had come to borrow his grandmother's mortar. Then he went back to the hollow tree where his clothes were hidden,

2:54:43and came back a handsome young man, richly dressed for his wedding. End of section 26 Section 27 of Wigwam Avenines, Sue Foketales retold. This labor box recording is in the public domain. 27th Avenine, featuring the Ghost Wife On this last evening, the children were told to be especially quiet, and to listen reverently and earnestly, for these are the greater things of which I am about to tell you, says their old teacher. You have heard that the great mystery is everywhere. He is in the earth and the water, heat and cold, rocks and trees, sun and sky, and he is also in us. When the spirit departs, that too is a mystery, and therefore we do not speak aloud the name of the dead. There are wonders all about us, and within, but if we are quiet and obedient to the voice of the

2:55:50spirit, sometime we may understand these mysteries. It is thus the old sage concludes his lessons, and over all the circle there is a hush of loving reverence. The Ghost Wife. There was once a young man who loved to be alone, and who often stayed away from camp for days at a time, when it was said that wolves, bears, and other wild creatures joined him in his robins. He was once seen with several deer about him, petting and handling them, but when the deer discovered the presence of a stranger, they snorted with fear and quickly vanished. It was supposed that he had learned their language. All the birds answered his call, and even those very light creatures of the air, the butterflies, would come to him freely and delight upon his body. One day, as he was lying in the meadow among the wildflowers, completely covered with butterflies of the most brilliant use, as if it were a gorgeous

2:56:54cloak that he was wearing. There suddenly appeared before him a beautiful young girl. The youth was startled, for he knew her face. He had seen her often. It was the chief's daughter, the prettiest maiden in the village, who had died ten days before. The truth was that she had loved this young man in secret, but he had given no thought to her, for he cared only for the wild creatures and had no mind for human ways. Now, as she stood silently before him with downcast eyes, he looked upon her pure face and graceful form, and there awoken his heart the love that he had never felt before. But she is a spirit now, he said to himself sorrowfully, and dared not speak to her. However, she smiled archely upon him, in his strange and beautiful garment, for she read his thoughts. Toward sunset, the butterflies flew away, and with them the ghost maiden departed.

2:57:58After this, the young man was absent more than ever, and no one knew that the spirit of the maiden came to him in the deep woods. He built for her a lodge of pine-bows, and there she would come to cook his venison and to mend his maugassons, and sit with him beside his lonely campfire. But at last he was not content with this, and begged her to go with him to the village, for his mother and Kinsfolk would not allow him to remain always away from them. Ah, my spirit wife, he begged, can you not return with me to my people so that I may have a home in their sight? It may be so, she replied thoughtfully, if you will carefully observe my conditions. First we must pitch our tent a little apart from the rest of the people. Second, you must patiently bear with my absences and the strangeness of my behavior, for I can only visit them and they me in the night time.

2:58:59Third, you must never raise your voice in our teepee, and above all, let me never hear you speak roughly to a child in my presence. All these I will observe faithfully, replied the young husband. Now it happened that after longer absence than usual, he was seen to come home with a wife. They pitched their tent some way from the village, and the people saw it a distance the figure of a graceful young woman moving about the solitary white teepee. But whenever any of his relatives approached to congratulate him and to bid her welcome, she would take up her axe and go forth into the forest as if to cut wood for her fire, or with her bucket for water. At night however, they came to see the young couple and found her at home, but it appeared very strange that she did not speak to any of them, not even by signs, though she smiled so graciously and sweetly that they all loved her. Her husband explained that the girl was of another race who had these strange

3:00:06ways, and by and by the people became used to them, and even ceased to wonder why they could never find her at home in the daytime. So they lived happily together, and in due time children came to them. First a boy, and a little girl afterward. But one night the father came home tired and hungry from the hunt, and the little one cried loudly and would not be quieted. Then for the first time he forgot his promise and spoke angrily to the mother and child. Instantly the fire went out, and the tent was dark. When he had kindled the fire again, he saw that he was alone, nor did tears and searchings avail to find his wife and children. Alas, they were gone from him forever. End of section 27. End of Wigwam Evenings, Sue Folk Tales retold by Charles Alexander Eastman and Elaine Gooddale Eastman. This is Ashley Akinati from the Almost Amos Podcast.

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