ce. Then he scolded OLD-man,
saying: 'Get up--get up--lazy one--lazy one--get up--get up.'

"Rubbing his eyes in anger, OLD-man sat up and saw the Sun coming--his
hunting leggings slipping through the thickets--setting them afire,
till all the Deer and Elk ran out and sought new places to hide.

"'Ho, Sun!' called OLD-man, 'those are mighty leggings you wear. No
wonder you are a great hunter. Your leggings set fire to all the
thickets, and by the light you can easily see the Deer and Elk; they
cannot hide. Ho! Give them to me and I shall then be the great hunter
and never be hungry.'

"'Good,' said the Sun, 'take them, and let me see you wear my leggings.'

"OLD-man was glad in his heart, for he was lazy, and now he thought he
could kill the game without much work, and that he could be a great
hunter--as great as the Sun. He put on the leggings and at once began
to hunt the thickets, for he was hungry. Very soon the leggings began
to burn his legs. The faster he travelled the hotter they grew, until
in pain he cried out to the Sun to come and take back his leggings; but
the Sun would not hear him. On and on OLD-man ran. Faster and faster
he flew through the country, setting fire to the brush and grass as he
passed. Finally he came to a great river, and jumped in.
Sizzzzzzz--the water said, when OLD-man's legs touched it. It cried
out, as it does when it is sprinkled upon hot stones in the
sweat-lodge, for the leggings were very hot. But standing in the cool
water OLD-man took off the leggings and threw them out upon the shore,
where the Sun found them later in the day.

"The Sun's clothes were too big for OLD-man, and his work too great.

"We should never ask to do the things which Manitou did not intend us
to do. If we keep this always in mind we shall never get into trouble.

"Be yourselves always. That is what Manitou intended. Never blame the
Wolf for what he does. He was made to do such things. Now I want you
to go to your fathers' lodges and sleep. To-morrow night I will tell
you why there are so many snakes in the world. Ho!"

THE MOON AND THE GREAT SNAKE

The rain had passed; the moon looked down from a clear sky, and the
bushes and dead grass smelled wet, after the heavy storm. A cottontail
ran into a clump of wild-rose bushes near War Eagle's lodge, and some
dogs were close behind the frightened animal, as he gained cover.
Little Buffalo Calf threw a stone into the bushes, sca