114 STORIES OF EARTH AND SKY 



ornaments for Miss Jule, and, Anne, what do you 

 fink ? If you'll help me put their feathers on, I'll 

 div you one for yourself." 



One afternoon Anne strolled down to the po- 

 tato field where she had found Bek-wuk, the Arrow- 

 head. The potatoes had been dug, the ground 

 ploughed, arid Baldy was preparing to sow it with 

 wheat from the bag that stood by the stone fence. 

 The other home fields and those that belonged to 

 the Horse Farm were empty, the wheat, rye, and 

 oats that had grown in them having long ago been 

 reaped, and the buzz of the threshing-machine 

 sounded from the great barn. Even the corn in 

 the valley fields was being gathered into stacks 

 like wigwams. 



A Crow flew awkwardly overhead, perched on 

 the fence, and reaching over pecked inquisitively 

 at the bag of wheat, giving a squawk and jump 

 when he discovered Anne. It was the one-eyed 

 Crow with the lame wing. 



"Oh, ho! is that you, Raw Ondaig? What 

 have you been doing all summer, and how dared 

 the other Crows come back from the mountain 

 where the Bird Brotherhood sent them ? There 

 are Crows in every field as far as I can see, besides 



