[XVIII]
The Owls And The Night-School
One night Sam was taking a last look at the stars before turning in. A Horned Owl had been hooting not far away.
"Hoo—hohoo-hoho—hoooooo."
And as he looked, what should silently sail to the top of the medicine pole stuck in the ground twenty yards away but the Owl.
"Yan! Yan! Give me my bow and arrow, quick. Here's a Cat-Owl—a chicken stealer, he's fair game."
"He's only codding you, Yan," said Guy sleepily from his blanket. "I wouldn't go."
But Yan rushed out with his own and Sam's weapons.
Sam fired at the great feathery creature, but evidently missed, for the Owl spread its wings and sailed away.