The Place of Breaking Light was very bright the next morning. The red was never so red before. All the Place of Breaking Light was bright like a burning forest. The sun was not there. The brother saw a new star. It smiled on him like the face of his sister; he knew her; his sister was the Morning Star in the Place of Breaking Light. “I have found my sister; she is not lost. She is in the Great Blue Lodge; the spirits of the four winds have carried my sister. She is well.” The brother turned to go back to the wigwam of his father, the good manitou. His feet would not carry him there. He sat down in a cave in the rock. He saw himself in the water; he was one of the Little People. He was glad, for he had now many brothers. They called to him in the cave; he answered them; they were happy together. The father and mother often saw their children. The Morning Star is happy in her Star Lodge. The brother is happy among the trees and the rocks. XXXI. THE WOMAN IN THE MOON (Algonquin) An old medicine woman lived with one tribe of the Algonquins. She knew all the plants that gave medicine; she could tell of things that would happen to her tribe or her family many moons before the things came to pass; but she did not know one thing. She did not know when this world would come to an end. She was forever asking the Great Spirit to tell her. A manitou was sent to her to make her stop asking. She said she would stop when her headband, which she was weaving, was done. The manitou said she must hide herself from her people or he could not answer her question. The question would be answered when the forehead strap was finished. She hid herself in the moon. There she sits weaving the headstrap. Once a month she stirs a great kettle of boiled corn that stands before her; while her two hands have hold of the stick, the cat which is always near her unravels her headstrap. She begins over again when the corn is stirred. There you can see her every night when the moon is full. She has never stopped asking, the manitou has never answered, and her weaving has never been finished. XXXII. THE SEVEN STARS OF PLEIADES (Iroquois) Seven little Iroquois boys were in the habit of carrying their dishes of succotash to the top of a little hill near their wigwams. They would sit on this little hill and eat their supper. When the succotash was all gone, then the best singer would sing while the other six would dance around the mound. Every night they would do this. No other boys came with them. One night they planned to have a feast of soup. Each boy was to bring a piece of meat. They would cook it on the hill and then fill their clay bowls with the soup. Their parents would not give them the meat. The boys had eaten nothing all day, but they took their empty bowls and had a mock feast. They piled their dry bowls after this empty feast and danced around the mound.