-tam, the same as
the snow, the same as those other animal, so he'll catch the meat an'
not go hongree.

"'Oh, Wiesacajac,' he'll pray, 'what for you'll make me dark this
a-way, when I'll been hongree? Have pity on me!'

"Well, Wiesacajac, he'll been kin' in his heart, an' he'll hear those
_Cigous_ pray, an' he'll say, 'My frien', I s'pose you'll not got any
meat, an' you'll ask me to take pity on you. The reason why I'll not
make you white like other animal is, you'll been such thief! Oh,
_Cigous_, s'pose you'll go live two week all right, an' not steal, an'
not tell any lie to me, then I'll make you white, all same like other
animals.'

"'Oh, Wiesacajac,' say _Cigous_, 'it's ver' hard to be good for two
week an' not steal, an' not tell lie. But I'll try to do this thing,
me!'

"Now, in two week all the family of _Cigous_ he'll not got anything to
eat, an' he'll almost starve, an' he'll come in out of the woods an'
sit aroun' on the village where the people live. But all the people
can see _Cigous_ an' his family because he'll all be brown, an' he'll
show on the snow, plain.

"Now, _Cigous_ he'll got very hongree, an' he'll got under the blanket
in the lodge where the people live. Bimeby he'll smell something cook
on the fire. Then he'll go out in the bush, an' he'll pray again to
Wiesacajac, an' he'll say, 'Oh, Wiesacajac, I'm almost white now, so I
can get meat. But it's ver' hard tam for me!'

"Wiesacajac, he'll tol' heem to go back in an' not lie an' not steal,
an' then see what he'll got.

"_Cigous_, he'll been happy this tam, an' he'll go back on the lodge
an' smell that cooking some more. He'll not know it, but by this tam
Wiesacajac has made heem all white, tail an' all. But _Cigous_ he'll
smell something cook in the pot, an' he'll say, 'I wonder what is cook
in that pot on the fire.'

"He'll couldn't stan' up high to reach his foots in the pot, so he
say, 'Ah, ha! My tail he's longer than my foots. I'll stick my tail in
the pot, an' see what is cook that smells so good.'

"Now, _Cigous_ not know his tail is all white then. But Wiesacajac,
he'll see _Cigous_ all the tam, an' he'll turn the meat in the pot
into pitch, and make it boil strong; so _Cigous_ when he'll stick his
tail in the pot, he'll stick it in the pitch, an' when he'll pull out
the end of his tail, the end of it will be all black!

"Then _Cigous_ he'll go out on the snow, an' he'll look aroun', an'
bimeby Wiesacajac he'll seen heem