ut OLD-man insulted Coyote, and called him a name that is not
good, so the Coyote said, 'Well, stay there,' and went away.

"Again OLD-man began to call for helpers, and the Curlew, who was
flying over, saw the trouble, and came down to the ground to help. In
those days Curlew had a short, stubby bill, and he thought that he
could break the rock by pecking it. He pecked and pecked away without
making any headway, till OLD-man grew angry at him, as he did at the
Coyote. The harder the Curlew worked, the worse OLD-man scolded him.
OLD-man lost his temper altogether, you see, which is a bad thing to
do, for we lose our friends with it, often. Temper is like a bad dog
about a lodge--no friends will come to see us when he is about.

"Curlew did his best but finally said: 'I'll go and try to find
somebody else to help you. I guess I am too small and weak. I shall
come back to you.' He was standing close to OLD-man when he spoke, and
OLD-man reached out and grabbed the Curlew by the bill. Curlew began
to scream--oh, my--oh, my--oh, my--as you still hear them in the air
when it is morning. OLD-man hung onto the bill and finally pulled it
out long and slim, and bent it downward, as it is to-day. Then he let
go and laughed at the Curlew.

"'You are a queer-looking bird now. That is a homely bill, but you
shall always wear it and so shall all of your children, as long as
there are Curlews in the world.'

"I have forgotten who it was that got OLD-man out of his trouble, but
it seems to me it was the bear. Anyhow he did get out somehow, and
lived to make trouble, until Manitou grew tired of him.

"There are good things that OLD-man did and to-morrow night, if you
will come early, I will tell you how OLD-man made the world over after
the water made its war on the land, scaring all the animal-people and
the bird-people. I will also tell you how he made the first man and
the first woman and who they were. But now the grouse is fast asleep;
nobody is stirring but those who were made to see in the dark, like the
owl and the wolf.-- Ho!"

OLD-MAN REMAKES THE WORLD

The sun was just sinking behind the hills when we started for War
Eagle's lodge.

"To-morrow will be a fine day," said Other-person, "for grandfather
says that a red sky is always the sun's promise of fine weather, and
the sun cannot lie."

"Yes," said Bluebird, "and he said that when this moon was new it
travelled well south for this time of year