ak. The
tears were running in streams down his cheeks now, and the heavy frost
on his long beard and hair had melted and made pools of water on the
floor. He could stand it no longer. Rising, he hastily passed out the
door, saying to himself, "I cannot put out his fire, but I shall freeze
the lake so deep that he will not be able to catch any more fish."

So that night he blew his coldest breath. Next morning the ice on the
lake was very thick. Brave little Shingebiss went from one place to
another trying to find a thin spot. At last a bunch of rushes came out
as he pulled, and, looking in the hole, he saw several fine fish. He
sang merrily as he caught them, and the north wind heard the song.
Looking out of his lodge, he saw what Shingebiss was doing. At first
he was very angry, then he began to feel afraid.

"This duck must be helped by some Manitou," he said. "I shall leave
him in peace after this."

Then Kabibonokka went in and closed his lodge door and Shingebiss never
saw him again.

THE QUEER LITTLE ANIMAL

An Indian was once wandering across the prairie. He was tired and
hungry and very lonely, too, for he had not seen a human being for many
weeks. He lay down on the ground and fell asleep. While he was lying
there, he dreamed that a small voice said, "My grandson," to him. He
wakened with a start and again heard the voice. It came from the grass
near him, but he could see nothing.

"Pick me up," said the voice, "and I shall be your friend forever. Put
me in your belt and never lay me aside, and you will always have
success."

The Indian looked closely in the grass and saw a tiny creature. It was
about the size of a baby mouse, and had no hair on its skin excepting a
little bunch on the tip of its tail. He picked it up and sewed it in
his belt. Then he travelled on until he came to a village where a
tribe of Indians lived. A broad road ran through the centre of the
village, but the strange thing was, that the lodges on one side of the
road were empty, while those on the other side were filled with
Indians. He walked boldly into the village. The people ran out to
meet him, crying, "Here is the being of whom we have heard so much.
Welcome, Anishinaba."

The chief's son was very kind to him and took him to his father's
lodge. The people of this tribe spent most of their time in games and
trials of strength. The trial they liked best was called The Freezing
Water Trial; that w