How tall and slender and straight Mewanee’s body was!
Mewanee had only a small piece of deer skin thrown about his copper-colored body.
The wind tossed his coarse black hair about his face and shoulders as he played.
Suddenly Mewanee stopped running and stood very still.
He looked intently at a little hare as it scampered about the trees.
Now the hare saw Mewanee. Playfully it approached him, then slyly turned around and ran away as fast as its little legs could carry it.
Mewanee dashed after it, forgetting all about baby brother, who was swinging in his linden cradle.
How lightly he ran and how swiftly!
His legs went as fast as the wind.
On and on scampered the hare, in and out among the trees, seeming to enjoy the race.