A HINT FROM A CARIBOU

This is an animal-story. It is about a caribou. A caribou is a kind of

reindeer, and lives in Canada.

One day a man was out in a stumpy pasture-field beside a woods in

Canada, and he saw a mother caribou and her little calf feeding quietly

down in a valley nearby.

He was on a little hill some distance away, but the wind was blowing in

the direction of the caribou. Presently the mother caribou raised her

head, sniffed the air, and looked in the direction where the man was

hidden behind a stump. She had caught the scent of a human being. That

meant danger to her calf. Soon the mother caribou, leaving her calf in

the valley, started in the direction of the man. He slipped from his

hiding-place to another stump. On came the caribou till she reached the

very stump behind which the man had first hidden. There she smelled the

ground, and then a strange thing happened. She called her calf to her,

had it smell the ground, too, so as to get the scent of the man. When

that was done, she got behind that little caribou and butted it down the

valley as fast as it could go. Why did she do that? It was to teach her

calf that whenever it got that scent on the air, there was danger, and

it must get away as quickly as possible.

Ever after that, even before the calf knew that this scent belonged to a

man, or had seen a man, it would run away from it.

Your parents are constantly doing for you what that mother caribou did

for her little one. When they tell you that such and such a thing is

wrong, and you must not do it; when again they tell you there is danger

in going to a certain place, or in chumming with a particular boy or

girl, they are again doing the same thing for you. And when they punish

you, as that mother caribou did her calf, it is because they know the

danger far better than you, and they know that your safety depends upon

keeping away from such things.

Then, bye and bye, perhaps, as you grow older, you will begin to see

for yourself what the danger meant, just as the little caribou might

some day see a hunter for itself. And then you will no longer think your

parents cruel or strict; you will be thankful that they were so wise and

kind.

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