"Now in those days Mee-ko the Red Squirrel was much larger than he is
to-day,--as large as Moo-ween the Bear; and his temper was even as his
size. He desired most earnestly to take revenge upon Gloos-cap the Good
for what he had done to him. So he sought out the brother of Gloos-cap,
even Mal-sum the Wicked Wolf, and tempted him to kill his brother.
"'I would gladly slay him,' said Mal-sum, 'but I know not how it may be
done. On account of his magic power, there is only one thing in all the
world that can hurt him, and I know not what that is.'
"'Go you,' said Mee-ko, 'and pretend to be friendly with him and find
out his secret. Then you may slay him.'
"Mal-sum thought this good advice, and acted according to it. For many
days he behaved to his brother with pretended kindness, always watching
to find out his secret.
"'My brother,' said he, one day when they were hunting together, 'you
know that there is but one thing in all the world that can hurt either
of us, one thing for you, and another for me. Tell me what it is with
which you may be slain?'
"Now Gloos-cap the Good knew the wickedness and spite that lay hid in
the heart of his brother. So he said, 'Nay, but tell me first, what it
is with which you may be slain?'
"And the wicked Mal-sum thought in his heart, 'What would it matter even
if he knew the truth? I shall slay him before he can harm me.' So he
answered truly, 'By the stroke of a fern-root only can I be slain. Now
what is your secret?'
"But Gloos-cap, knowing his brother's wickedness, was unwilling to trust
him. So he answered falsely and craftily, 'By the stroke of an owl's
feather it is fated that I shall be some day slain.'
"Now the wicked Mai-sum was greatly rejoiced in heart at hearing this.
So he left his brother, making some excuse, and went off into the woods
alone. There finding an owl, one of my foreparents, he shot him, and,
taking some of his feathers, returned home.
"That night while Gloos-cap was sleeping, the wicked Mai-sum arose, and
taking the owl's feather, struck his brother upon the forehead. But
Gloos-cap, awakened by the blow, only laughed. 'It is not really a
feather,' said he, 'but a pine-root that shall end my life. I was but
joking with you this morning.'
"But the wicked Mai-sum feigned that lie, too, had been only in sport,
and the two brothers lay down again and slept.
"But the next night, while Gloos-cap was sleeping, Mai-sum again arose
and struck him upon the forehead with a pine-root.
"This time Gloos-cap, seeing the wickedness of his brother's heart, and
that he was bound to take his life, arose and drove Mai-sum forth into
the woods. Then he went away and sat down by the brookside, considering
what he should do.
"'Truly,' said he to himself, 'he will yet slay me. If he but knew that
a flowering rush is fated to be my bane, my life would not be safe for a
moment.'
"Now it chanced that the beaver was hidden among the reeds in the brook
and heard what Gloos-cap had said. So he went off to Mal-sum, and told
him his brother's secret for a reward.
"The reward was that Mal-sum by his magic power should grant whatever
the beaver might ask. So the beaver asked that he might have wings
like a wood dove. But Mal-sum only laughed at him. 'Wings for you!' he
chuckled; 'you, who have nothing to do but paddle about in the mud and
eat bark! what need have you of wings? Besides, how would you with that
flat tail of yours look with wings!'
"Now you may be sure that the beaver was angry at being thus made sport
of. So he went straightway to Gloos-cap and told him that Mal-sum had
found out his secret.
"'Now,' said Gloos-cap to himself, 'I must needs slay him. He does
naught but evil in the world, and I have not yet finished the good
work which the Master of Life sent me to do.' That night he arose and,
talking a fern-root, smote the wicked Mal-sum on the head so that he
died.
"Now Gloos-cap knew that Mee-ko the Red Squirrel had tempted his brother
to try to slay him, and since Mee-ko was so large and of such an evil
temper, lie feared that he would do much harm. So meeting Mee-ko one day
in the woods, he said, 'Tell me, what would you do if you should see a
man?'
"'If I should see a man,' answered Mee-ko, 'I would dig up the trees of
the forest, so that they would fall upon and slay him. Then I would
feast upon his dead body.'
"'You are too large and too wicked,' said Gloos-cap. 'I fear I cannot
change your temper, but I can your size,' So he passed his hands over
the big red squirrel's back, and behold, he shrunk and shriveled until
he became small, even as small as he is at this day. But his temper
remained almost as bad as before. Even to-day, he can scarcely see
any creature without scolding and saying bad words."