WONDER TALES OF THE FOREST 133

“Ask our father to make two bows and ar- rows; but do not tell him about me.”

So the boy asked his father to make the bows and arrows, as Kitpooseagunow had said.

The next day, after the father had gone hunt- ing, the little boy went to the well.

“My brother,” he called, “will you not come out to me? ” And Kitpooseagunow, from away down in the well, called back:

“My brother, I am coming.”

All that day the children played together, and at night the younger brother went back to his home in the well.

When the father returned from his hunting trip, the boy told him about the little brother in the well. “He is so shy,” he said, “that he will not stay here when you are near. But if you will gather many bright feathers, he may like them, and perhaps he will stay here with us.”

The father collected the bright feathers, and concealed himself in the Wigwam. Soon Kit- pooseagunow came in, thinking that no one was about but his brother.

When the boys were busy at their play, the father sprang out from his hiding-place, and seized Kitpooseagunow before he could run away. Then he held out the bright feathers, one after another, to the child, until he be— came so interested in the pretty colours that