When at last he got home, no one but his wife knew him. She was now very old and had white hair like himself. She showed him a tall man near by, and said it was their baby.
The hunter looked at them.
"I have slept many moons," he said.
He lived among the Indians long after that and taught them much. He taught them to keep their word, and to obey the Great Spirit.
THE WATER LILY
One summer evening, many years ago, some Indians were sitting out under the stars, telling stories.
All at once they saw a star fall. It fell halfway down the sky.
That night one of the Indians had a dream about the star. It seemed to come and stand beside him, and it was like a young girl, dressed all in white.
She said, "I have left my home in the sky because I love the Indians and want to live among them. Call your wise men together and ask them what shape I shall take."