ngs you
are taking over there.' The spider kept on going; said he was in a
terrible hurry, but he still kept making the circle of the lake; he wanted
the geese to yell to him again, which they did, and finally the spider
yelled over to the geese: 'If you want one of my songs, come over here.'
The spider made a little booth of straw. He had a little stick and was
standing in the door. When the geese came over he told them to go in the
booth, and when they did so, he sang a song, and told every one to close
his eyes, for every one who opened his eyes would have red eyes. Of
course they all closed their eyes, and he set about knocking them all
down. One of the geese happened to open his eyes, and he called out to
the other geese: 'Open your eyes and fly away; this spider is going to
kill you all!' and he flew away. The spider said: 'You will have red eyes
forever!' And so it is that the duck called hell-diver has red eyes."

Here is another story: There was a solitary man going along, and he had a
lot of meat on his back. On his journey he stopped under some trees,
built a great big fire, and was broiling some of the meat that he was
carrying. The branches of two trees standing near got crossed over each
other and when the wind blew made a squeaking noise. The man looked up to
the tree, and said: "My brothers, you quit fighting up there!" The
creaking continued, and he called up to them again to stop their fighting.
But it still continued, and he finally said: "I am going to part you two;
you must stop fighting." And he put his hand up between the two branches;
as he put his hand between them the wind stopped blowing. His hand was
caught and he was not able to get away. Just then a wolf passed along,
and the man saw him and called out to him: "Go on about your business, and
let my things alone." The wolf did not know anything about the broiled
meat being there, but when this man called to him, he said to himself:
"That man must have something for me," and he walked over to the broiled
beef, took it all, and went his way. After the wolf had gone the wind
blew again, and the man released his hand, and the squeaking began again.
The man cried, and was sorry in his heart, and began trailing the wolf by
his tracks. He went on till he came to a body of water, in which he
plunged. He looked down into the water, and saw the wolf eating his meat.
He dove down into the water, and felt all around and was nearly exhaus