Indian mythology -- North America -- Juvenile literature; Indians of North America -- Folklore -- Juvenile literature
The Stars That Dance (Iroquois) 56
The Pukwudjee and the Morning Star (Ojibwa) 60
The White Hawk (Shawnee) 65
How Mosquitoes Came to Be (Iroquois) 74
How Birds and Fairies Came to Be (Algonquin) 78
Why the Aspen Leaves Are Never Still (Blackfeet) 83
Why the Baby Says “Goo” (Algonquin) 88
Why the Squirrel Coughs (Algonquin) 93
Why the Frogs Croak (Algonquin) 95
The Rock of the Measuring Worm; El Capitán, in the Yosemite
(California Tribes) 99
How the Flying Squirrel Got His Wings (Iroquois) 103
Why Brother Bear Wears a Stumpy Tail (Ojibwa) 111
The Thunder People (Passamaquoddy) 118
Keepers of the Winds (Algonquin) 123
ILLUSTRATIONS
“The Thunder Maiden Fastened His Purple Wings to His
Shoulders and Bade Him Good-Bye” _Frontispiece_
PAGES
“Omeme Said, ‘I Will Not Shoot You, Tell Me Your Secret’” 13
“‘The Arbutus!’ Cried the Children” 21
“Day After Day ... She Stood and Waited for His Coming” 27
“There Arose a Great Flock of Winged Birds” 35
“The Wind Tried to Catch Her in His Embrace” 41
“He Grappled with the Youth and They Wrestled Together” 51
“‘I Am a Pukwudjee--A Little Man of the Mountains,’ He Said” 63
“Waupee Heard the Strains of the Magic Song” 71
“With a Terrible Cry, the Great Mosquito Flew Down with His
Enormous Wings Outstretched” 75
“The Older Sister Looked on with Scorn” 85
“Wasis Sent Forth Such Piercing Yells and Shrieks, that the
Warrior Stopped in Amazement” 91
“He Was Fat and Ugly, and His Back Was Covered with Green
Slime from the Pool” 97
“Little Jo-nis-gy-ont Had His Own Ideas” 105
“North Wind Saw Him Sitting There with His Eyes Closed and
His Tail Hanging Down in the Water” 115
“Wabun Wooed Her with His Soft Breezes ... and the Songs of
Birds” 125
INDIAN NATURE MYTHS
HOW THE SEASONS CAME TO BE
(Ojibwa)
THERE was once a little Indian boy who wanted above everything else to
become a mighty hunter.
His father, whose name was Ojeeg, the Fisher, was the mightiest hunter
of his tribe, and Omeme wanted to be like his father.
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