Every beautiful thing which the good brother Light One made, the bad brother Dark One tried to destroy and ruin.
And because the first-born of earth were the twin spirits, the Good Mind and the Evil Mind, there has been a good and bad spirit born into every boy and girl who has come into the world since.
HOW A BOY WAS CURED OF BOASTING
There was once an Indian boy, who thought he knew more and could do more than anyone else. He was so proud of himself that he walked around like a great chief, who wears a war shirt with many scalp locks on it.
The other Indian boys and girls called him Spread Feather, because he strutted about like a big turkey or a peacock.
One day, Spread Feather was playing ball with the other boys. Not once had he failed to drive or catch the ball with his crosse stick. Twice he had thrown the ball with such force that some one had been hurt.
Spread Feather grew more and more pleased with himself, as he played. He began to use tricks and to talk very large.
