“The little Porcupine wandered about the small island, but could not get away. He climbed a tree and called for the Beaver to come and take him off, but the Beaver seemed not to hear as he continued building the dam.
“Then the Porcupine climbed the tree again and cried and cried for help until a Wolverine heard his call.
“‘What is the matter with you?’ screamed the Wolverine.
“I want the North Wind to blow and freeze the lake, so I can crawl back to shore and go home.’
“The Wolverine then called all the wild-wood creatures together on the shore of the lake and began calling to the North Wind.
“The North Wind, cross and sulky, because he was disturbed before his season for blowing, came out of the cave and whistled furiously for a time, then blew gustily over the face of the lake. The ice formed and soon the Porcupine crawled carefully back to land and scampered home.
“But the Beaver and Porcupine were friends no longer, so the Porcupine made overtures to the Ground-hog and they lived together up on the mountainside where they could spy upon the men that came hunting.
“One day a man climbed the mountainside to hunt, and the Porcupine sang out: ‘Up to the home of the Ground-hog! Up to the home of the Ground-hog!’
“The man heard and followed the sound till he found the spot where the Ground-hogs lived. He trapped and killed a small Ground-hog and then sat down to skin it. This done, he made a hot fire between some stones and was about to roast the hog, when the head plainly sang to him:
“‘My poor little head! my poor little head, you will never fill his stomach!’