INDIAN STORY OF THE EAGLE 97 



" Ah ! I see, I see/' said the hunter, 



" But not as you do, quite ; 

 It takes a mother to be so blind 



She can't tell black from white ! " 



PHOEBE GARY. 



INDIAN STORY OF THE EAGLE 



PERHAPS Jupiter liked the eagle for the same 

 reason that Uncle Sam does. He is brave and 

 soars high. 



The Indians loved the eagle, too. 



Their bravest chiefs wore the eagle's feathers 

 in their hair when they went to battle. 



They say that one day all the birds met 

 together to try which could fly highest. 



Some flew very swiftly, but soon became tired. 



But the eagle flew beyond them all. 



He was soon very near the sun. 



Just as he thought that he would win the 

 prize, what do you think happened ? 



A little gray linnet who had hid herself on the 

 back of the great bird flew out. 



She went up and up, higher than the eagle. 



For the sly little thing had an easy ride on the 

 eagle's back, and she was not tired. 



