re and there. The fairies were all very happy to
have been given such a beautiful home, and, looking up, they thanked
the Evening Star. His soft beams fell on them and they heard his
gentle voice say, "Be happy, my children, until I call you again to
your home in the sky. I shall keep watch over you until then." So
from that time they have been very contented.

On calm summer evenings, they always come out on top of the rock to
dance and sing. And when the moon is shining very brightly, you may
see the silver lodge on the very highest part of the cliff; you may
also, if you listen very hard, hear the voices of the happy little
dancers.

THE STONE CANOE

Once a beautiful Chippewa maiden died on the day she was to have
married a brave, young warrior. He was very brave, but this sorrow was
almost too great for him to bear. He sat down at the door of his lodge
and would not go hunting with the other Indians.

All that he could think of was the dead maiden, and he wished and
wished that he might go to the Land of Souls, where he knew she now
lived. But he did not know where this land was. All that the old
people could tell him was that it lay to the south. So, after
sorrowing for many days, he made up his mind to try to find it. He put
some food in a bag, gathered up his arrows and bow, and calling his dog
to him, started off. On he went for many days, and everything looked
the same as in the land he had left--forests, hills, and valleys, with
snow lying thick on the ground and matted in the trees. Then gradually
the snow began to vanish, and as he went on he saw trees with leaves
budding on them, and could hear the songs of birds. At the end of a
few more days, he had reached the southern land, where all is warm and
bright. There he saw a narrow path leading through a forest and up a
hill.

He followed this path, and at the top of the hill found a lodge. At
the door of the lodge stood an Indian, dressed in a robe of bearskins.
He was a very old man, but his eyes were bright and soft.

"Come in, my grandson," he said. "I have been expecting you. The
maiden whom you seek passed here a few days ago. You may follow her
and enter the Land of Souls, but you must leave your body behind with
me. My lodge is the gateway into that beautiful land, and you do not
need your body there, nor your arrows, nor your bow. Leave them with
me and I shall keep them safe for you. Look yonder! Do you see that
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