ed.

After a while he asked, "Is the new dance as pretty as the Snake Dance?"

"Oh, a great deal prettier," answered the rabbit.

"Is it as pretty as the Turkey Dance?"

"Oh, a great deal prettier than the Turkey Dance."

"Is it as pretty as the Eagle Dance?"

"Oh, a great deal prettier than the Eagle Dance."

The wolf asked if the new dance was as pretty as other dances he had
seen, and the rabbit said that it was much prettier.

This pleased the wolf, as he wished to have a new dance for the green
corn festival.

"You may teach me the dance now," he said. "I can cut off your ears
afterward."

"Very well," said the rabbit; "pat your foot to keep time, and watch me
while I dance."

[Illustration: The rabbit danced as the wolf shook the rattle]

So the wolf stood in the middle of the field, patting his foot and
shaking a rattle while the rabbit danced around him and sang,

"Watch me dance around the field,
Watch me dance around the field,
Hi, la, hi, la, hi!"

Then the rabbit made a ring in the middle of the field. He said to the
wolf, "Now, you dance around this ring, and sing just as I do."

He made a larger ring for himself and danced around just beyond the
wolf. The wolf thought that this was the finest dance he had ever seen.
He and the rabbit danced faster and faster, and sang louder and louder.

As the rabbit danced, he moved nearer and nearer to the edge of the
field. The wolf was dancing so fast and singing so loud that he did not
notice this.

The rabbit kept on singing,

"Now I dance on the edge of the field,
Now I dance on the edge of the field,
Hi, la, hi, la, hi!"

At last, Brother Rabbit reached the edge of the field; then he jumped
into the blackberry bushes and ran away. The wolf tried to give chase,
but he was so dizzy that he could not run. And the rabbit got away
without having his ears cut off.

--SOUTHERN INDIAN TALE.

BLOCK CITY

What are you able to build with your blocks?
Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
But I can be happy and building at home.

Let the sofa be mountains, the carpet be sea,
There I'll establish a city for me:
A kirk and a mill and a palace beside,
And a harbor as well where my vessels may ride.

Great is the palace with pillar and wall,
A sort of a tower on the top of it all,
And steps coming down in an orderly way
To where my toy vessels lie safe