the stomach of old Sabre-tooth instead." This was just
their way of joking, because I never heard of any one waking up after
being swallowed, except Jonah and Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother.
And of course, this story happened long before either Jonah or Red
Riding Hood or her grandmother did.

Hawk-Eye took out his flint knife. I almost said he took it out of his
pocket, because it seems queer to think of a man without pockets. Of
course, he didn't really have any, though. The flint knife was fastened
to his belt by a thong.

"Go and find all the grape-vines you can," he said. Limberleg and the
Twins flew back into the forest to search for vines. There were plenty
of them, and they pulled up a great heap of long, tough stems, and
brought them back to Hawk-Eye. Hawk-Eye had another bunch which he had
cut. On the bluff overlooking the valley there was a great oak tree
with giant branches spreading in every direction.

"We'll sleep here," said Hawk-Eye. "Nothing can harm us unless a
wildcat or some such climbing creature should visit us, and I think I
could make him wish he hadn't come. I shall have my spear beside me and
shall sleep on the lower limbs."

"Shall we roost like the birds?" asked Firefly anxiously.

Limberleg laughed, and took a leap into the air, and caught one of the
branches. She swung herself into the tree and ran along the branch to
the great thick trunk.

"Hand up the vines," she called down, "and I will show you how we will
roost." Hawk-Eye tossed them up to her. She climbed higher in the tree
and found a place where two limbs came together like those shown in the
picture: She wove the vines back and forth over the two branches until
she had made a rough net-work like a very coarse hammock.

"Now, up you come," she called to Firefly, "and I will put you to bed."

Firefly climbed the tree. This was the way she went upstairs to bed.

Limberleg took off the wolf-skin which was still tied over her
shoulders, and spread it over the vine hammock. Then Firefly crawled
into her bed. Her mother took the leather thong which had been around
the wolf-skin and tied her securely to one of the limbs with it. That
was her way of tucking her in so that she would not fall out of bed.
She didn't hear her say her prayers, because in those days they didn't
know there was anything to pray to, unless it was to giants, or the
spirits of water or of fire, or of thunder and lightning. They praye