472 PICTURE-WRITING OF THE AMERICAN INDIANS. 
my legs are fine?’ ‘Fine! oh, uncle, they are perfection. Never in this 
life did we see such legs!’ So, being well pleased, the crane put them 
across, and then the two little weasels scampered like mice into the 
bush.” 
Though but one woman figure is drawn, the two boughs borne by 
her suggest the two weasel girls, who had come down the hemlock tree 
and had also been water fairies until their garments were stolen by the 
marten, and thereupon they had lost their fairy powers and become 
women in a manner at once reminding of the Old World swan-maiden 
myth. 
Fic, 657. —The Caant Bird Kaloo. 
Fig. 657 is a sketch of the Giant Bird Kaloo, or, in the literation of 
Mr. Leland, Culloo. He was the most terrible of all creatures. He it 
was who caught up the mischievous Lox in his claws and, mounting to 
the top of the sky among the stars, let him drop, and he fell from dawn 
to sunset. Lox was often a badger in the Micmac stories, and was more. 
Puck-like than the devilish character he showed among the Passama- 
quoddy, being then generally in the form of a wolverine, though some- 
times in that of a lynx. In theillustration Kaloo is soaring among the 
stars, and appears to possess an extra pair of legs armed with claws. 
Perhaps one of the objects beneath his beak represents Lox or scme 
