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11. — The Bald-Eagle and the Wolf. 



The Bald-Eagle and the Wolf once met. The Wolf said, "Hello, 

 brother, where are you living?" "I am living in the bank of that 

 creek, so Bald-Eagle's brother will come to see me," said the Bald- 

 Eagle. 



Next morning, Bald-Eagle was at home, and the Wolf said, 

 "Well, brother, you are here, and I have not much to eat." The 

 Bald-Eagle flew down to the creek near by and brought up a big 

 fish and said, "That is what I eat." The Wolf said, "That is good." 

 The Bald-Eagle said, "Well, brother, I must go." The Wolf in- 

 vited the Bald-Eagle to come and see him. 



The Bald-Eagle went to see the Wolf the next morning and his 

 head was all white. The Wolf said, "Well, brother, I told you to 

 come and see me." So he jumped in the creek to get food, and was 

 drowned. The Bald-Eagle said, "Well, brother, I guess you can 

 get out some way." So he flew away. 



12. — The Turtle's War-party. 



The turtle went scalp hunting. When he started he told his 

 wife that if he should steal some mules he would come back the 

 same day. On his way, he met a Wolf. "Where are you going, 

 friend?" said the Wolf. "I am going scalp hunting," said the Tur- 

 tle." Said the Wolf, "May I go with you?" "Well, if you can run 

 as fast as I can, you may go with me. Let me see you run," said 

 the Turtle. So the Wolf ran, and when he came back, the Turtle 

 said, "Well, you can run fast enough to go with me." 



The Turtle went on, and met a Deer, and the Deer said, "Well, 

 friend, where are you going?" The Turtle said, "I am going scalp 

 hunting." The Deer said, "Can I go with you, friend?" "Well, 

 if you can run as fast as I can, you may go," said the Turtle. So 

 the Deer tried his running, and the Turtle said, "You can run fast 

 enough to go with me.'' 



So the Turtle went on, and came to a creek, and the creek was 

 up high. So he stayed there, and then a big Buffalo came along, 

 and said to the Turtle, "Well, friend, where are you going?" "I 

 was going scalp hunting, but the creek is high, so I cannot get 

 across." So the Buffalo said, "Well, get between my horns, and I 

 will take you across." And the Turtle said, "If you should shake 

 your head I would fall." "Well, get on my back," said the Buffalo. 

 "No," said the Turtle, "I would fall off easily." "Then get in my 

 rectum," said the Buffalo." "Well, that would be the safest way," 



