her coaxing he made
ready to go on his journey.

One morning he set out, and by noon had walked quite a distance. He
felt very tired and threw himself down on a plot of grass where the sun
had melted the snow. He fell asleep, and while he was lying there the
hot sun dried the skins of his bird coat. When he awoke, he felt as
though he were buttoned up in a coat much too small for him.

He was very angry at the sun, for he knew it had done this. "I shall
punish you," he cried up to it. "You think you are so high up there,
and I am so small, that you do not care, but I shall show you."

Then he went home to his sister and showed her the coat, and told her
all about it. She begged him not to feel so angry. He would not
listen to her, but went and lay down on the bed. For ten days he
stayed there without eating a bite. Then he turned over on his other
side and lay for ten days more.

At last he arose and said, "Sister, please make me a snare. I want to
catch the sun." She told him she had nothing with which to make the
snare. He nearly cried when she said this. Then she remembered some
bits of deer sinew that were in the lodge. She made a snare of this,
but he said, "That will not do," and began to cry again. Then she
asked him if her hair would do.

"No, it will not," he said.

"Well, I have nothing else," she told him, and went out of the lodge.
She thought and thought, and at last she said to herself, "I shall use
my hair, and perhaps he will never know." So she made a snare like the
one used to catch moose. When she took it in to him, and asked, "Will
this do?" he looked very pleased, and said, "Oh, yes, that is the very
thing." He took it, and drew the threads through his lips. They
changed at once into red, metal cords, which he wound around his waist.

Then he made ready for his journey, and about midnight he set out. He
walked on for a long time, until he came to the spot where the sun came
up. He fixed the snare, and then hid behind some bushes.

In a little while the sun began to rise, and was at once caught in the
snare.

The animals, who ruled the earth, were greatly excited because the
morning did not come. They knew it was time for the sun to be up, so
they called a council.

"What is to be done?" asked the bear.

"Some one must go and see what has happened," replied the wolf.

"Let the dormouse go," said the beaver, "as he is the largest of us
all."

In those days the d