Cave dwellers -- Juvenile literature; Prehistoric peoples -- Juvenile literature
The First Priest 151
Questions for Teachers 162
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I
THE FIRE BEAST
No one among the Cave People knew how to kindle a fire. On several
occasions when they found the trees in the forest aflame, Strong Arm had
borne back to the Hollow a burning branch. Immediately all the other
Cave People were seized with a desire to have torches and they swarmed
around the skirts of the blaze and secured boughs also. And on they sped
toward home and the Hollow amid roars of laughter and much pride, till
the sparks from one of the branches blew into the frowsy hair of the
Stumbler and set him aflame.
Instantly all the Cave People dropped their boughs in terror and the
Stumbler beat his head with his hand, uttering shrill cries of pain.
Only Strong Arm advanced steadily toward the river, grunting his
disgust. “Bah! Bah!” he said many times, spitting the words from his
mouth.
Strong Arm was the great man of the tribe. No one among the Cave People
could jump so far, or lift so large a rock as he. His back was broader
than the shoulders of the other men. His head was less flat, and his
eyes were very keen and saw many things.
When they reached the Hollow, Strong Arm gathered dry leaves and sticks
and built a huge bonfire upon the rocks. And the Old Woman and Gray
Beard came out of their cave to marvel at his work.
The young men brought branches and leaves and fed the flames and when
night came on the Cave People sat around the fire and laughed together.
For the wolves came out of their holes and showed their white fangs. And
their yellow eyes gleamed through the darkness, but they hovered on the
edge of the woods, for they were afraid.
Far into the night the Cave People danced, while the flames from the
fire brightened the whole Hollow. They beat their hands together and
chanted in two tones from a minor strain, and not till they were worn
out with dancing and fuel gathering did they crawl back into their
caves.
But in the morning the fire was dead. Grey ashes marked the spot of
their gaiety and the Cave People were filled with awe and wonder.
But they learned many things. The next time Strong Arm brought a blazing
bough to the Hollow he discovered that the fire burned best when the
branches met the face of the wind, and in time they learned to coax the
coals to live through the night by covering them carefully with ashes
and damp moss. And at last, by watchful care, the Cave People were able
to keep the fire burning constantly.
The Cave Women with little children, who were unable to hunt with the
men, came in time to be the natural care-takers of the fire.
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