For winter at once came on again with fresh fury, and snow was piled so high in front of the houses that the people were soon in want of food. Their winter stores were exhausted, and they would have starved to death, had it not been for a bluejay which one day perched on the edge of a smoke hole with a spray of fresh elderberries in its beak.
“Kilnaxe! Kilnaxe!” screamed the jay. Now this was the name of a neighboring town. So all the people took the cedar bark they had prepared to make their summer houses of and went to Kilnaxe, where they found it was full summer and the berries already ripe. Winter lingered only about their own village.
From this story we learn that one must not insult anything—not even a piece of seaweed.
Transcriber's Note
Archaic spelling is preserved as printed.
The following typographic errors have been repaired:
Page [9]—beside amended to besides—"They could do many wonderful things besides that we cannot do."
Page [42]—has amended to had—"... he returned with a story of an Owl which had driven away his game."
The frontispiece illustration has been moved to follow the title page. Other illustrations have been moved where necessary so that they are not in the middle of a paragraph.
The list of other books by the author has been moved to follow the title page.