There is a noble priest who has long been a missionary among the Portage Indians, near the Lake of the Woods. He has won their respect, given them a written language, and taught them many of the white man’s secrets; in return they have told him many of their stories and their secrets. They have told him why they no longer own copper mines, but must get copper from the Kaidahs, a stronger tribe. This is the story: Many moons ago the Indians living about Hudson Bay all went to a certain place in the west for their copper. A great mountain of copper stood there, and it was in the middle of the water. The Portage Indians tell that each tribe wanted the mountain; at last, when many tribes were working together to get out the copper, it was agreed to let one tribe own it; but which tribe? No one could tell. It was left for the copper mountain itself to decide who should be its master. All the tribes began to shout for it to come to them. The mountain did not move for a long time. At last it trembled; then the Kaidah Indians, who have big heads and loud voices, shouted louder than any other tribe. The top of the mountain fell toward the Kaidahs. “And that is why we go and trade with them for the copper with which to make the rings we give our women and children,” say the Portage or Carrier Indians of Manitoba. XV. THE SUN AND THE MOON (Dakota, 1894) The Day Sun has a twin brother that is white. He is not a strong warrior like the Day Sun, who is as red as war paint. The Day Sun can make an Indian fall down in the hot days of summer. The Indian is made weak by the arrows the Day Sun makes in the summer morning. Sometimes he lets you see these arrows. They are very long. They are around his head like the war bonnet of a very great chief. The Night Sun is cold and cannot hurt even an owl. He has to do all the things his twin brother tells him to do. He is not strong, and he breaks to pieces trying to do so much. He hides his face and tries to go away, but he always comes back and is glad to start again. The strong Day Sun comes every morning from the wigwam of Hannanna the Morning Light. This wigwam is made of the smoke of burning rivers. You can see this smoke go up from the water if you will sit still and watch. The Day Sun can burn up a little river. He paints the smoke of the rivers with rainbows that have come and gone. They are saved to make the Place of the Morning Light so beautiful that men will watch for the coming of the Day Sun. All the animals and the birds call to Hannanna in the morning to open the door of his wigwam and let the red light come. There is no war paint on the land that is as red as the Day Sun. When Hannanna has his wigwam by the water you can see more than when it is over the land. The Day Sun is happy by the water.