“Yes, it fits very well,” said he, “and you have sewn it very neatly. When I pass this way again I will bring you a handful of corn, as a reward”; and he ran off as smart as ever, leaving the mouse quite grateful behind him. He wandered about for many days, till he reached a place where food was very scarce, and for a whole week he went without any. He was growing desperate, when he suddenly came upon a bear that was lying asleep. “Ah! here is food at last!” thought he; but how was he to kill the bear, who was so much bigger than himself? It was no use to try force, he must invent some cunning plan which would get her into his power. At last, after thinking hard, he decided upon something, and going up to the bear, he exclaimed: “Is that you, my sister?” The bear turned round and saw the wolverine, and murmuring to herself, so low that nobody could hear, “I never heard before that I had a brother,” got up and ran quickly to a tree, up which she climbed. Now the wolverine was very angry when he saw his dinner vanishing in front of him, especially as HE could not climb trees like the bear, so he followed, and stood at the foot of the tree, shrieking as loud as he could, “Come down, sister; our father has sent me to look for you! You were lost when you were a little girl and went out picking berries, and it was only the other day that we heard from a beaver where you were.” At these words, the bear came a little way down the tree, and the wolverine, seeing this, went on: “Are you not fond of berries? I am! And I know a place where they grow so thick the ground is quite hidden. Why, look for yourself! That hillside is quite red with them!” “I can’t see so far,” answered the bear, now climbing down altogether. “You must have wonderfully good eyes! I wish I had; but my sight is very short.” “So was mine till my father smashed a pailful of cranberries, and rubbed my eyes with them,” replied the wolverine. “But if you like to go and gather some of the berries I will do just as he did, and you will soon be able to see as far as me.” It took the bear a long while to gather the berries, for she was slow about everything, and, besides, it made her back ache to stoop. But at last she returned with a sackful, and put them down beside the wolverine. “That is splendid, sister!” cried the wolverine. “Now lie flat on the ground with your head on this stone, while I smash them.” The bear, who was very tired, was only too glad to do as she was bid, and stretched herself comfortably on the grass. “I am ready now,” said the wolverine after a bit; “just at first you will find that the berries make your eyes smart, but you must be careful not to move, or the juice will run out, and then it will have to be done all over again.” So the bear promised to lie very still; but the moment the cranberries touched her eyes she sprang up with a roar.