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Identifier: redfolkwildfolk00demirich (find matches)
Title: Red folk and wild folk;
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Deming, Therese (Osterheld), 1874-1945 Deming, Edwin Willard, 1860-1942
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Publisher: New York, F.A. Stokes Company
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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er. One day after the young red man had used all his arrow wood, he said to his sister: I must leave you for a little while today, my sister; I must search for wood. Lie on your bed of furs and rest until I come back, and then he started toward the swamp. He was gone longer than he expected. He knew the lodge was safe and that he need not hurry, forhad he not a sister at home who would prepare the evening meal for his hungry brothers? When the brothers reached home, they saw no smoke from the fire, so they hurried along, calling, Sister, Sister; but she did not answer. They rushed into the lodge; she was gone! In search of her they went over the mountains and far into the plains, but finding no trace of her, they returned to their lodge and lay down for a little rest. They had all fallen asleep but the eldest brother, and he lay awake, trying to think if there were any places they had not searched, when he heard someoneweeping. Brothers, he called softly, I think I hear our sister crying. Listen!
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THE PUNISHMENT OF THE OTTERS. They listened, and surely they heard her in thei rown lodge; the eldest brother gently lifted her bed of furs; but, instead of finding his sister under it, he found a great hole, wide enough to crawl through. The sound seemed to come from this hole, and he said: Stay here, while I find out whither this hole leads. The young man crept along very carefully, an deach step seemed to bring him closer and closer to the sound, until the hole opened into a large room, and there, lying tightly bound with ropes made from the wild grapevine, was the poor sister crying very hard. How did you get down here, my sister? asked the young man. Our youngest brother left me in the lodge while he went to gather wood for arrows. I was lying on my skin bed, when the otters dug a hole and pulled me through the ground. There are four otter brothers. One is white, and, when he enters, a white light flashes from his eyes into the room; the red otter casts ared light over everything; the yellow brother

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