e white
man brought a knife, and cut the cords which bound Coyote's feet. He
acted as if Coyote was dead, so he threw him over his back and started
off for the house.

But Coyote managed to get loose and ran homeward. He went back to get
even with Gray Fox.

"Oh, younger brother," said Coyote, "you have made me suffer."

"You yourself are to blame," said Gray Fox. "Be silent and listen to
me. You brought the trouble on yourself as you lay down in the place
where the white man came with his load of goods."

"Oh, younger brother, you tell the truth," said Coyote. But Gray Fox
had tempted him.

ICTINIKE AND THE TURTLE

_Omaha_

Ictinike was journeying. When he came in sight at a bend of a stream,
Big Turtle was sitting there in a sheltered place warmed by the sun.
Ictinike drew himself back out of sight, crouching at intervals as he
retraced his steps, and ran down the hill to where Big Turtle was.

"Why! How is it that you continue to pay no attention to what is going
on? It has been said that yonder stream is to dry up so that all the
four-footed animals that frequent the water have kept close to the
deep water," said Ictinike.

Big Turtle said, "Why! I have been coming here regularly, but I have
not heard anything at all. I usually come and sit in this place when
the sun gets as high as it is at present."

"Hurry!" said Ictinike, "for some of the young men died very soon for
want of water. The young otters died, so did the young muskrats, the
young beavers, and the young raccoons."

"Come, let us go," said Big Turtle. So Ictinike departed with him. As
he accompanied him, Ictinike sought for a dry bone. Having found one
that would be good as a club, Ictinike said, "Friend, go on.
_Mingam._"

When he was alone, Ictinike seized the bone, and before long overtook
Big Turtle, walking along beside him.

"Friend," said he, "when a person walks, he stretches his neck often."

So Big Turtle began to stretch his neck very far, and he was walking
with his legs bent very much. As he was going thus, Ictinike gave him
a hard blow on the neck, knocking him senseless, and he did not stop
beating him until he had killed him.

"Ha, ha!" said Ictinike, as he carried Big Turtle away. "There are
some days when I act thus for myself."

He kindled a fire and began to roast Big Turtle. Then he became very
sleepy, and said, "Ho! I will sleep, but you, O, Ijaxe, must keep
awake. Big Turtle, when you are cooked, you