The book of nature myths . e can light our wigwam firesfrom its flames, and we shall not fear that 4 THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS. we shall perish in the long, cold nights ofwinter. So the Indians went to live at the foot ofthe fire-mountain, and when the cold nightscame, they said, We are not cold, for theSpirit of Fire is our good friend, and shekeeps her people from perishing. PART II. THE FROLIC OF THE FLAMES. For many and many a moon the peopleof the village lived at the foot of the greatfire-mountain. On summer evenings, thechildren watched the light, and when achild asked, Father, what make
The book of nature myths . e can light our wigwam firesfrom its flames, and we shall not fear that 4 THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS. we shall perish in the long, cold nights ofwinter. So the Indians went to live at the foot ofthe fire-mountain, and when the cold nightscame, they said, We are not cold, for theSpirit of Fire is our good friend, and shekeeps her people from perishing. PART II. THE FROLIC OF THE FLAMES. For many and many a moon the peopleof the village lived at the foot of the greatfire-mountain. On summer evenings, thechildren watched the light, and when achild asked, Father, what makes it ? thefather said, That is the home of the GreatSpirit of Fire, who is our good all in the little village went to sleepand lay safely on their beds till the comingof the morning. But one night when all the people in thevillage were asleep, the flames in the moun-tain had a great frolic. They danced uponthe sea of fire as warriors dance the war-dance. They seized great rocks and threw THE FIRST them at the sky. The smoke above themhid the stars; the mountain throbbed andtrembled. Higher and still higher sprangthe dancing flames. At last, they leapedclear above the highest point of the moun-tain and started down it in a river of redfire. Then the gentle Spirit of Fire called, 6 THE BOOK OF NATURE MYTHS. Come back, my flames, come back again !The people in the village will not knowthat you are in a frolic, and they will beafraid. The flames did not heed her words, andthe river of fire ran on and on, straight downthe mountain. The flowers in its pathwayperished. It leaped upon great trees andbore them to the earth. It drove the birdsfrom their nests, and they fluttered aboutin the thick smoke. It hunted the wildcreatures of the forest from the thicketswhere they hid, and they fled before it interror. At last, one of the warriors in the villageawoke. The thick smoke was in his his ears was the war-cry of the sprang to the door of
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