"What on earth do you do it for?" asked the little boy. "I wouldn't want
such a thing around my bed. I don't like snakes, or even their skins."

"I don't like snakes either," said Kit-chee, "but it's a custom in our
family to use their skins in nest-building. Wherever you find a home
of one of our tribe, there you will find a snake-skin. I've heard my
grandfather say that our kinfolk, who dwell far to the south beyond the
big seawater, have the same custom. There's a tradition about it, too."

"Oh, please tell me about it," said the little boy. "I'm sure it will be
an interesting story."

"Very well; anything to please you," said Kit-chee.

VII. WHY THE KIT-CHEE PEOPLE ALWAYS USE SNAKE-SKINS IN NEST-BUILDING

"Long, long ago," began he, "when the world was new, all the beasts and
birds were at peace with each other. In those days it was summer all the
year round. After a while a change came."

"Oh, yes, I've heard about that," said the little boy. "Pe-boan the
cruel Winter King came down from the frozen North and drove off Ni-pon
the Queen of Summer. Then the animals and birds got hungry and began to
kill each other. I've heard about that several times."

"Yes," said Kit-chee, "that was the way it was. The animals and birds
began to kill and rob each other. No nest was safe. Mee-ko the Red
Squirrel, A-tos-sa the Snake, Ka-ka-go the Crow, and many others learned
to rob our nests and eat our young ones.

"Every one of the birds tried to hide her nest, but in spite of the
best that they could do, the robbers would often find them. The worst of
all our enemies was Kag-ax the Weasel. The Kit-chee families suffered
terribly. They built their nests as we do now in holes in trees. Kag-ax
is a good climber and has sharp eyes. It was almost impossible to hide
a nest from him.

"After a while things got so bad that the Kit-chee family came together
in a council. They talked over their troubles and made up their minds to
go to the Master of Life and ask him to help them. And so they did.

"'I am sorry for you,' said he, when he had heard their story, 'and will
tell you what to do. As you say, your worst enemy is Kag-ax the Weasel.
Now Kag-ax is more afraid of A-tos-sa the Snake than of any other
creature in the whole world. He cannot bear even the sight of a
snake-skin. You must weave a snake-skin into each one of your nests.
Then he will not dare to trouble you.'

"'But how shall we get the snake-skins?' asked