An Algonquin Legend

Now, truly, one would think that after all that had befallen Master
Mahtigwess, the Rabbit, that he would have had enough of
trying other people’s trades; but his nature was such that, having
once set his mighty mind to a thing, little short of sudden death
would cure him. And being one day with the Bear in his cave, he
beheld with great wonder how Mooin fed his folk. For, having
put a great pot on the fire, he did but cut a little slice from
his own foot and drop it into the boiling water, when it spread
and grew into a mess of meat which served for all. Nay, there was
a great piece given to Rabbit to take home to feed his family.

“Now, truly,” he said, “this is a thing which I can indeed do.
Is it not recorded in the family wampum that whatever a Bear can
do well a Rabbit can do better?” So, in fine, he invited his friend
to come and dine with him, Ketkewopk’, the day after tomorrow.

And the Bear being there, Rabbit did but say, “Noogume’ kuesawal’
wohu!” “Grandmother, set your pot to boiling!” And, whetting
his knife on a stone, he tried to do as the Bear had done; but little
did he get from his small, thin soles, though he cut himself madly and sadly.

“What can he be trying to do?” growled the guest.

“Ah!” sighed the grandmother, “something which he has seen some
one else do.”

“Ho! I say there! Give me the knife,” quoth Bruin. And, getting
it, he took a slice from his sole, which did him no harm, and then,
what with magic and fire, gave them a good dinner. But Master Rabbit
was in sad case, and it was many a day ere he got well.

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