“See, mother, what a fine rabbit I have caught,” cried Rago as he ran up to his mother.
Rago sat down on the ground and began to skin the little rabbit with his sharp stone knife.
He had made this knife himself from a smooth pebble by clipping off flakes from one end, until it had a sharp point.
He left one end smooth so that it would not hurt his hand.
Then he had a splendid sharp knife which he could use for many things.
When he had skinned the rabbit he laid the skin on the ground to dry.
Then the sister and brother ate the rabbit’s flesh, which Rago cut into strips.
“This is good,” said Goni, as she ate the raw flesh.