WONDER TALES OF THE FOREST 121 "I am avenging the sea maiden," thought Pulowech ; "but I have a long journey before me, aDd a work needing all of my magic." As he said this, he saw a poor, little squir¬ rel crawling along nearly dead; he picked it up and stroked it, and put it in his bosom, saying, "You must fight for me, my brave little fellow; but I will be near you to aid you." Pulowech followed the path by the ocean, and soon it led him over high hills, toward a great mountain, and at last he came to a large lake. His magical power warned him that here he would find many of the evil people. And as he looked out over the lake, a flock of wild geese rose from the shore and mounted high in the air. Then Pulowech called his magical power to help him, and quickly shot one arrow after an¬ other at the wild geese. They fell, one by one, at his feet, until the entire flock had been killed. He tied them together, and carried them over his shoulder. As Pulowech went over the high mountain, he knew that his greatest trial was yet to come, and he kept away from him all feelings of anger and disquiet; for he well knew that his strength depended upon his quiet and peace of mind. Travelling in this way, he at last saw a wigwam in the distance, and his magical power warned