Indian mythology -- North America -- Juvenile literature; Indians of North America -- Folklore -- Juvenile literature
That night the council was held, and all the forest people came except
Brother Frog and Brother Woodchuck, who begged to be excused.
“No one can be excused from the council,” declared Nuk-da-go, who had
been appointed Chief. “Jo-nis-gy-ont, as you are their nearest
neighbor, I appoint you to go and bring them.”
Jo-nis-gy-ont hastened back, but when he told his errand, Brother Frog
jumped far out into the marsh and pretended not to hear, and Brother
Woodchuck slipped into his home under the rocks, out of sight.
But Nuk-da-go would be obeyed, so he went after them himself, and,
being Chief of the Council and Chief of the tribe, Brother Frog and
Brother Woodchuck had to come out when he called them, and they
followed him along to the council, looking very meek and very mean
indeed.
Then Nuk-da-go stood up before all the woods people and told them why
he had called them together, and what he had seen. And when he had
finished telling them about little Jo-nis-gy-ont’s store of nuts, and
about the nuts that were under the rocks, and under the moss, the
woods people looked at Brother Frog and Brother Woodchuck and they
said, “We will go and look into this, too.”
So all the company of woods people went to the hollow tree near the
pine and looked at Jo-nis-gy-ont’s poor little pile of nuts. Then they
went and uncovered the nuts by the rock, and the nuts that were tucked
beneath the moss. Then they looked at Brother Woodchuck and Brother
Frog, and asked, “What have you to say?”
But Brother Woodchuck and Brother Frog hadn’t a word to say! They just
looked mean, and ashamed.
Then the woods people decided that Nuk-da-go should be the judge. So
he told Brother Frog to sit before him, and he said, “I pronounce you
guilty of stealing your neighbor’s nuts, and you must be punished. You
are fat and lazy. Your food flies past your door, and you have only to
put out your tongue and catch it. Your little neighbor has to travel
far for his food. You sleep all winter and have no need to store
supplies. Jo-nis-gy-ont stays awake, and must eat. So your crime is
doubly bad, and this shall be your punishment: Hereafter you shall not
be able to eat nuts, for you shall lose all your teeth. Go to your
home now, and steal no more.”
Brother Frog hopped away, very sad and very much ashamed, and with the
first hop every one of his teeth dropped out,--and the frog tribe have
had no teeth from that day to this.
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