_Cherokee_
Long ago, in the old days, Flint lived up in the mountains, and all
the animals hated him because he had helped to kill so many of them.
All the arrowheads were made of flint. They used to have councils.
They tried to think of some means of killing him. But everybody was
afraid to go near to his house, until at last Rabbit, who was the
boldest, offered to try to kill Flint.
So Rabbit asked the trail to Flint's house. At last he reached the
house.
Flint was standing at the door of his lodge when Rabbit reached there.
He said, "_Siyu!_ Hello! Are you the fellow they call Flint?"
"Yes; that's what they call me," said Flint.
"Is this where you live?"
"Yes; this is where I live."
All the time Rabbit was looking at the lodge and all about him. He was
trying to think how to kill Flint. Rabbit had expected Flint to invite
him into his lodge. But Flint only stood in the door.
Rabbit said, "My name is Rabbit. I've heard a good deal about you, so
I came to see you."