The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 24, 1907, Page 20

THE -SAN 'ERANCISCO- SUNDAY; CALL. AH-NEENDE PE-NAY? — YVHERE ARE. You, PARTRIDGE?, T DONT SEE PARTRIDG fLAN Y VHERE! WWE' GOT NICE IO 'THEY'HEWWDEGO BAG OF FEED TRACKS, SURE! FOR_YOUu! f SAY! 55 THAT LOOKS LIKE A VYINDEGO TRAGK? About a week after the day Little Growling Bird and 'Fanny Yellow Hair cued Pe-nay, the Patridge, from hic prison beneath the snow-crust they be- der how he was getting along.” Phey thought it would be a goed idea to . Then Nokomis said: “Yon make Mukoons pull toboggan! He heap too and lazy!” She fixed up a nuckskin harness for Little Bear, and off they started, Aundak, the Wise Old Crow. riding on the little bag—“to keep it steady. WWUFF! \YOOF! ME NOT AFRAIDY [THAT’S NOTHING W - [CAw: cAWT ) ', 5 kY @AFHA\[‘) or W T R (OO T : Lorpin o — — e~ -t The children examined the marks very carefully. Some of them reaily sooxed like big moc.usin, tracks. ¥ while they were thinking about it they heard a queer, rushing sound amo1g the pine boughs overhead. Then, suddenly, a great mass of snow fell, “PLOP!” right beside Yellow Hair! WAUGH! How Growling Bird and)’lnny did jump! —Lintle” Black Bear and Aundak saw it coming, so, of course, were not startled when it fell. They just stood there, laughing and snickering at the way the chil- dren jumped. Of course, they were no longer afraid when they saw where the snow came from, and knew thatit was the strong noon- day sun that weakened its hold on the bunches of pine needles above so.that it slipped ofi and made such queer:shaped “tracks” where it fell. But Little Bear and Aundak made all kinds of fin about it until NO_WWINDEGO, AUNDAK! JUST HEAP SOFT SNOVVRALL OB FALL OFF SHNGVAUK-PINE=TREE 1§ o, (P { Wy lout “LylQuicky Yellow Hair helped Aundak claw and flap his way out of the snowpile, and and handled him very gently. No doubt he felt tather ashamed of hiroself for making fun of the children a few minutes before.” Growling Bird took hold of Little Bear's Paws and pulled him out of HIS snowmound, aiso. At the same time He couldn't help but crack a little joke, at Aundak's expense, about the “Windego tracks.” In the meantime, Pe-nay, the Partridge, who was searching for food at the other end of the Pine Grove, heard the' noise they were making and cocked his Lead to listen. As soon as he heard the loud “cawing” of the Crow, he chirped: “Cree! Cree? U'd know THAT voice anywhere! It's Aundak's, of course, and where HE is, my friend Little Growling Bird ' cannot be far of 1" {So - be spreagd his wings and skimmed quietly across the grove to the place where they. were. It was now about the end of Nuh-mah-bun-ee Keezis, the “Sucker Moon"| (vthich the Palefaces call February), and the sun was quite warm in the' middle of thA day.” The snow crust -began to soften then, but the frosty nights quickly hard- ag of cracked corn and go out to the Grove of Pine Trees and hunt enkd it again. . When the children came to the Grove of Big Pines they looked all around for Pe-nay, the Partridge, and Growling Bird even called him by name, but they heard no answering call, nor were there any signs of . their bird : frignd to_ be, ." Little Bear sat down to rest, and VYHAT IS T2 M AFRAID! i ® ; SmDW B|ALL Z % 4 2 . i WE'D BETTER BE GOING! Copyright. 1907, by The-North American Company. Aundak, the Curious Crow, began to stare at some odd-looking marks scat- tered about in the snow under the Pines.! Some were shaped like bear tracks, and others like the print of immense moccasins!. Aundak declared at once that they were “WINDEGO TRACKS!"# (He was trying to scare the children you see!) Now, the “Windegoes™ were supposed o be GREAT BIG GIANTS, who lived in !caves in the Medicine Mountains far to the north, and, it was said, they would just ‘as soon EAT a little Indian boy as not, when hungry!; _OH,GOODNESS! e o B8 OHIOH! AUNDAK | KILLED, MEBBE, All at once the laughing and chuckling of the two changed to half-smothered grunts and squawks! §Two large” masses of snow bad fallen right on top of the giggling rascals! They were buried almogt out of sight, and the way they struggled and howied' trying to work themselves free was a sight to make almost ANY ONE laugh! But the chiliren were airaid their Little friends were. bruised or hurt—especially the Crow—for, although the Crow People are tough and wiry, 2nd often live to be over a hundred years old, they are not such large or strong birds, after all, when you compare thém with the Eagle or the Turkey People. Neither Growl- ing Bird nor Yellow Hair felt like laughing; instead, they made haste to help their chums out of the snowslide. ¥ YOU'RE. PAD VVINDEGO 55 5 ; JYOU_OFF! THROYY BlG : Vi . OME NICE) ME HUNGRY? ’ * BERCORN FOR | LET'S GO HOME e ) - MY FRIEND,| AND 3 PE= BB oy e i | THANK ‘rQU! X | GROWLING M=% BIRD? CORN1! i : As s00n as Growling Bird saw Partridge he took the litte by 5 A b ; 2 ¢ e n from the toboggan and told Pe-nay to help himself. The $m'mm.lfmmmmdfimhbmumdggmglmepinecone.andi“nlde Little n:rbm Aundak . hungey to see Partridge picking the grains out of the lttle boy's hand, gt THEY had HAD their breakiasts and didn't need anything} 2 hid the rest of the corn where Pe-nay could get it whenever he wanted some more.” « snow, and Aundak and Little Bear learned the truth of ON THE HEAD— AT.CS