STORIES 87

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in a box, filled it with water in which he washed one of his own legs very
carefully; then threw away the water, refilled the box and put in it the
leg he had just cleaned. With his beak he pecked a hole in his ankle
from which there spurted out a small number of salmon eggs. The host
tasted these and apparently found them satisfactory, for he pecked again
at his ankle and there came forth a large quantity of roe. Water Ouzel
boiled these with hot stones and gave them to Raven. After eating, the
guest left for his home, taking with him, as is customary, the unconsumed
portion of the food in his host’s box, inviting Water Ouzel to call for it
on the following day.

When Water Ouzel arrived at his house the next day, Raven spread
for him a fine cedar-mat and began to make preparations for a meal.
Taking the box in which yesterday’s food had been served, he washed
one of his legs in it. After changing the water, he pecked at his ankle
and a few salmon eggs came out. He tasted these, then pecked once
more, but only grease came from it. Raven, both angry and humiliated,
took a stick and beat not only his ankle but his whole leg, until it was
bruised, skinned, and very painful; still no roecame. Ina quandary, he
asked his guest to wait for a moment while he went outside, but instead
of returning in a short time, as he had promised, he flew away and never
came back.

Water Ouzel waited for a long time, then, losing patience, took his box
and went home in disgust.

RAVEN AND WATER OUZEL
(Second Version)

Once upon a time Raven went to the home of Water Ouzel.

“I have come to pay a call,” he said.

Water Ouzel politely asked him to sit down for a meal, which he at
once proceeded to prepare. First he brought a small dish and placed it
beside his ankle, which he struck with his hands four times. Out flowed
enough salmon roe to fill the receptacle. Raven was intensely interested
at this novel method of obtaining food, but at the same time was angry.

“That is not enough for me,” he thought, but he said nothing.

When the food was cooked Water Ouzel gave it to his guest, but
though Raven ate and ate, he could not finish the small dishful. The
same quantity mysteriously remained. When he had eaten as much as
he could he went home, taking the dish with him, and asking Water
Ouzel to come to fetch it the following day.

On the next day, when Water Ouzel arrived, Raven politely in-
vited him to sit down for a meal. He took the same dish and repeated