The Talking Leaves: An Indian Story

E-text prepared by Al Haines


Look, Rita! look!
What can it mean, Ni-ha-be?
See them all get down and walk about.
They have found something in the grass.
And they're hunting for more.
Rita leaned forward till her long hair fell upon the neck of the beautiful little horse she was riding, and looked with all her eyes.
Hark! they are shouting.
You could not hear them if they did.
They look as if they were.