runs into the sea. There,
just as he had hoped, he saw the chief mink fishing in a canoe.

'I want to fish too,' cried the wolf. But the mink said nothing and
pretended not to hear.

'I wish you would take me into your boat!' shouted the wolf, louder than
before, and he continued to beseech the mink so long that at last he
grew tired of it, and paddled to the shore close enough for the wolf to
jump in.

'Sit down quietly at that end or we shall be upset,' said the mink;
'and if you care about sea-urchins' eggs, you will find plenty in that
basket. But be sure you eat only the white ones, for the red ones would
kill you.'

So the wolf, who was always hungry, began to eat the eggs greedily; and
when he had finished he told the mink he thought he would have a nap.

'Well, then, stretch yourself out, and rest your head on that piece of
wood,' said the mink. And the wolf did as he was bid, and was soon fast
asleep. Then the mink crept up to him and stabbed him to the heart
with his knife, and he died without moving. After that he landed on the
beach, skinned the wolf, and taking the skin to his cottage, he hung it
up before the fire to dry.

Not many days later the wolf's grandmother, who, with the help of her
relations, had been searching for him everywhere, entered the cottage to
buy some sea-urchins' eggs, and saw the skin, which she at once guessed
to be that of her grandson.

'I knew he was dead--I knew it! I knew it!' she cried, weeping bitterly,
till the mink told her rudely that if she wanted to make so much noise
she had better do it outside as he liked to be quiet. So, half-blinded
by her tears, the old woman went home the way she had come, and running
in at the door, she flung herself down in front of the fire.

'What are you crying for?' asked the old wolf and some friends who had
been spending the afternoon with him.

'I shall never see my grandson any more!' answered she. 'Mink has killed
him, oh! oh!' And putting her head down, she began to weep as loudly as
ever.

'There! there!' said her husband, laying his paw on her shoulder. 'Be
comforted; if he IS dead, we will avenge him.' And calling to the others
they proceeded to talk over the best plan. It took them a long time to
make up their minds, as one wolf proposed one thing and one another; but
at last it was agreed that the old wolf should give a great feast in his
house, and that the mink should be invited to the party. And in order
that no ti