“My name is White Oak,” was the answer. “White Oak does not grow near water; I must go further,” said Menabozho. Soon his moose head struck another tree. “O my brother, what is your name?” asked Menabozho. “My name is Basswood,” said the tree. “Basswood grows near water,” said Menabozho. He ran along a little further and fell over the bank into a river, and he swam with the strong current down the stream. He knew there were many Indians in a teepee village near that river, and they would help him. Menabozho kept the moose head out of the water and made a great noise. He heard the Indian boys whoop and knew they had seen him. The hunters got their canoes and came out to him with their tomahawks, for they thought it was a moose and they would get much fat meat. The Indians broke the moose head with their tomahawks and found Menabozho. He was always good to the Indians, and many times he helped them in their hunting. “It is a good trick,” they all said; then Menabozho laughed, and they were glad to see him. The chief made a great feast in his teepee. Menabozho told many stories, but he did not tell how the wolves, the trees, and the moose head all played tricks on him. Ooranah, Chippewa Indian, near Ashland, Wis. IV. HOW THE KINGFISHER GOT HIS RING AND HIS RUFFLE (Chippewa, 1895) Menabozho had a wolf who hunted for him. “My brother,” said Menabozho, “never cross the water, for the water manitous will catch you.” One day the wolf was tired and saw a narrow stream in his way, so he threw the goose he had caught over his back and tried to leap across the stream. The water manitou caught him, and Menabozho had no supper and never again saw his wolf. The next day Menabozho saw the kingfisher sitting on a tree near the stream. “My brother,” said Menabozho the Sly One, “can you tell me where Menabozho’s brother wolf is?” “What will you give me if I tell you?” said the kingfisher. “I will put a fine collar around your neck if you will tell me,” said Menabozho. “First put the collar around my neck, then I will tell you,” said the bird. Menabozho fastened around the bird’s neck a beautiful white collar, which he wears to this day; then the kingfisher told him how he had seen the wolf caught while leaping across the water the day before, and said: “The great water manitou comes out when the sun is hottest to rest on the shore. He will sleep on the wolfskin. The mud turtle will sit on a stone and keep watch for Menabozho. The bear will stand by this tree and watch. I will sit on this tree and watch, too. We are all friends, but maybe you are Menabozho?” The bird jumped, but Menabozho caught its head in his hands. The kingfisher twisted his head out of Menabozho’s fingers, gave a laugh, and flew away; and that is the way he got his ruffle. Ooranah. V. HOW THE WOODCHUCK HELPED MENABOZHO (Chippewa, 1895)