WONDER TALES OF THE FOREST 21

day Usitabulajoo went to the lake with his sis- ter.

“Sit there,” he told her, placing her upon a rock in such a way that he could shoot the white bear without harming her. Then he hid near by.

Very soon they heard the bushes parting, and in an instant more the great White bear stood before the Indian maiden. He began at once eating the tallow, and Usitabulajoo shot a flint-headed arrow at him. The bear, taken unawares, could not summon his magical powers to his aid. He could not move. The first ar- row struck him, but did not kill him. Then Usitabulajoo shot again and again until he had struck him with six arrows. Then the monster fell over dead.

They soon had the hide of the bear made into a beautiful White rug, and the meat dried in thin slices.

All this time the Indians were settled in their new encampment. They had made a three days’ journey, and at length had reached a pleasant spot in a great forest by the ocean. They encamped there because the place was be- side the water, where they could fish, and in the great forest, where they could hunt. But they could never catch any fish or game, because the Great Spirit was angry with them for their