Білий ікол
The Makers of Fire
Shedidnotsnap,northreatentosnap. Theothermencameup,andsurroundedher,andfelther,andpawedher,whichactionsshemadenoattempttoresent. Theyweregreatlyexcited,andmademanynoiseswiththeirmouths. Thesenoiseswerenotindicationofdanger, thecubdecided,ashecrouchednearhismotherstillbristlingfromtimetotimebutdoinghisbesttosubmit.
"Itisnotstrange,"anIndianwassaying. "Herfatherwasawolf.Itistrue,hermotherwasadog; butdidnotmybrothertieheroutinthewoodsallofthreenightsinthematingseason? ThereforewasthefatherofKicheawolf."
"Itisayear,GreyBeaver,sincesheranaway,"spokeasecondIndian.
"Itisnotstrange,SalmonTongue,"GreyBeaveranswered."Itwasthetimeofthefamine,andtherewasnomeatforthedogs."
"Shehaslivedwiththewolves,"saidathirdIndian.
"Soitwouldseem,ThreeEagles,"GreyBeaveranswered,layinghishandonthecub;"andthisbethesignofit."
Thecubsnarledalittleatthetouchofthehand,andthehandflewbacktoadministeraclout. Whereuponthecubcovereditsfangs,andsankdownsubmissively,whilethehand,returning,rubbedbehindhisears,andupanddownhisback.
"Thisbethesignofit,"GreyBeaverwenton."ItisplainthathismotherisKiche. Buthisfatherwasawolf. Whereforeisthereinhimlittledogandmuchwolf. Hisfangsbewhite,andWhiteFangshallbehisname. Ihavespoken.Heismydog.ForwasnotKichemybrother’sdog? Andisnotmybrotherdead?"
