Manabozho set out to travel. He wished to outdo all others, and see
new countries, but after walking over America, and encountering many
adventures, he became satisfied as well as fatigued. He had heard of
great feats in hunting, and felt a desire to try his power in that
way.
One evening, as he was walking along the shores of a great lake, weary
and hungry, he encountered a great magician in the form of an old
wolf, with six young ones, coming towards him. The wolf, as soon as he
saw him, told his whelps to keep out of the way of Manabozho.
"For I know," said he, "that it is he we see yonder."
The young wolves were in the act of running off, when Manabozho cried
out--
"My grandchildren, where are you going? Stop, and I will go with you."
He appeared rejoiced to see the old wolf, and asked him whither he was
journeying. Being told that they were looking out for a place where
they could find the most game, and best pass the winter, he said he
should like to go with them, and addressed the old wolf in these
words--
"Brother, I have a passion for the chase. Are you willing to change me
into a wolf?"
The old wolf was agreeable, and Manabozho's transformation was
effected.
He was fond of novelty. He found himself a wolf corresponding in size
with the others, but he was not quite satisfied with the change,
crying out--
"Oh! make me a little larger."
They did so.
"A little larger still," he cried.