"Will you sew my coat together? I had an unlucky accident, and it is quite impossible to wear," he said, when he found her.
"With pleasure," she answered, for she had always been taught to be polite; and getting her needle and thread she began to fit the pieces.
But though she was very good-natured, she was not very clever, and she got some of the bits wrong. When the wolverine, who was very particular about his clothes, came to put it on, he grew very angry.
"What a useless creature you are!" cried he. "Do you expect me to go about in such a coat as that? Why it bulges all down the back, as if I had a hump, and it is so tight across the chest that I expect it to burst every time I breathe. I knew you were stupid, but I did not think you were as stupid as that." And giving the poor frog a blow on her head, which knocked her straight into the water, he walked off in a rage to his younger sister the mouse.
"I tore my coat this morning," he began, when he had found her sitting at the door of her house eating an apple. "It was all in little bits, and I took it to our sister the frog to ask her to sew it for me. But just look at the way she has done it! You will have to take it to pieces and fit them together properly, and I hope I shall not have to complain again." For as the wolverine was older than the mouse, he was accustomed to speak to her in this manner. However, the mouse was used to it and only answered: "I think you had better stay here till it is done, and if there is any alteration needed I can make it." So the wolverine sat down on a heap of dry ferns, and, picking up the apple, he finished it without even asking the mouse"s leave.
At last the coat was ready, and the wolverine put it on.
"Yes, it fits very well," said he, "and you have sewn it very neatly.
When I pa.s.s this way again I will bring you a handful of corn, as a reward"; and he ran off as smart as ever, leaving the mouse quite grateful behind him.
He wandered about for many days, till he reached a place where food was very scarce, and for a whole week he went without any. He was growing desperate, when he suddenly came upon a bear that was lying asleep. "Ah! here is food at last!" thought he; but how was he to kill the bear, who was so much bigger than himself? It was no use to try force, he must invent some cunning plan which would get her into his power. At last, after thinking hard, he decided upon something, and going up to the bear, he exclaimed: "Is that you, my sister?"
The bear turned round and saw the wolverine, and murmuring to herself, so low that n.o.body could hear, "I never heard before that I had a brother," got up and ran quickly to a tree, up which she climbed. Now the wolverine was very angry when he saw his dinner vanishing in front of him, especially as _he_ could not climb trees like the bear, so he followed, and stood at the foot of the tree, shrieking as loud as he could, "Come down, sister; our father has sent me to look for you! You were lost when you were a little girl and went out picking berries, and it was only the other day that we heard from a beaver where you were." At these words, the bear came a little way down the tree, and the wolverine, seeing this, went on:
"Are you not fond of berries? _I_ am! And I know a place where they grow so thick the ground is quite hidden. Why, look for yourself! That hillside is quite red with them!"
"I can"t see so far," answered the bear, now climbing down altogether.
"You must have wonderfully good eyes! I wish _I_ had; but my sight is very short."
"So was mine till my father smashed a pailful of cranberries, and rubbed my eyes with them," replied the wolverine. "But if you like to go and gather some of the berries I will do just as he did, and you will soon be able to see as far as me."
It took the bear a long while to gather the berries, for she was slow about everything, and, besides, it made her back ache to stoop. But at last she returned with a sackful, and put them down beside the wolverine. "That is splendid, sister!" cried the wolverine. "Now lie flat on the ground with your head on this stone, while I smash them."
The bear, who was very tired, was only too glad to do as she was bid, and stretched herself comfortably on the gra.s.s.
"I am ready now," said the wolverine after a bit; "just at first you will find that the berries make your eyes smart, but you must be careful not to move, or the juice will run out, and then it will have to be done all over again."
So the bear promised to lie very still; but the moment the cranberries touched her eyes she sprang up with a roar.
"Oh, you mustn"t mind a little pain," said the wolverine, "it will soon be over, and then you will see all sorts of things you have never dreamt of." The bear sank down with a groan, and as her eyes were full of cranberry juice, which completely blinded her, the wolverine took up a sharp knife and stabbed her to the heart.
Then he took off the skin, and, stealing some fire from a tent, which his sharp eyes had perceived hidden behind a rock, he set about roasting the bear bit by bit. He thought the meat was the best he ever had tasted, and when dinner was done he made up his mind to try that same trick again, if ever he was hungry.
And very likely he did!
[Adapted from _Bureau of Ethnology_.]
_THE HUSBAND OF THE RAT"S DAUGHTER_
Once upon a time there lived in j.a.pan a rat and his wife who came of an old and n.o.ble race, and had one daughter, the loveliest girl in all the rat world. Her parents were very proud of her, and spared no pains to teach her all she ought to know. There was not another young lady in the whole town who was as clever as she was in gnawing through the hardest wood, or who could drop from such a height on to a bed, or run away so fast if anyone was heard coming. Great attention, too, was paid to her personal appearance, and her skin shone like satin, while her teeth were as white as pearls, and beautifully pointed.
Of course, with all these advantages, her parents expected her to make a brilliant marriage, and, as she grew up, they began to look round for a suitable husband.
But here a difficulty arose. The father was a rat from the tip of his nose to the end of his tail, outside as well as in, and desired that his daughter should wed among her own people. She had no lack of lovers, but her father"s secret hopes rested on a fine young rat, with moustaches which almost swept the ground, whose family was still n.o.bler and more ancient than his own. Unluckily, the mother had other views for her precious child. She was one of those people who always despise their own family and surroundings, and take pleasure in thinking that they themselves are made of finer material than the rest of the world. "_Her_ daughter should never marry a mere rat," she declared, holding her head high. "With her beauty and talents she had a right to look for someone a little better than _that_."
So she talked, as mothers will, to anyone that would listen to her.
What the girl thought about the matter n.o.body knew or cared--it was not the fashion in the rat world.
Many were the quarrels which the old rat and his wife had upon the subject, and sometimes they bore on their faces certain marks which looked as if they had not kept to words only.
"Reach up to the stars is _my_ motto," cried the lady one day, when she was in a greater pa.s.sion than usual. "My daughter"s beauty places her higher than anything upon earth," she cried; "and I am certainly not going to accept a son-in-law who is beneath her."
"Better offer her in marriage to the sun," answered her husband impatiently. "As far as I know there is nothing greater than he."
"Well, I _was_ thinking of it," replied the wife, "and as you are of the same mind, we will pay him a visit to-morrow."
So the next morning, the two rats, having spent hours in making themselves smart, set out to see the sun, leading their daughter between them.
The journey took some time, but at length they came to the golden palace where the sun lived.
"n.o.ble king," began the mother, "behold our daughter! She is so beautiful that she is above everything in the whole world. Naturally, we wish for a son-in-law who, on his side, is greater than all.
Therefore we have come to you."
"I feel very much flattered," replied the sun, who was so busy that he had not the least wish to marry anybody. "You do me great honour by your proposal. Only, in one point you are mistaken, and it would be wrong of me to take advantage of your ignorance. There _is_ something greater than I am, and that is the cloud. Look!" And as he spoke a cloud spread itself over the sun"s face, blotting out his rays.
"Oh, well, we will speak to the cloud," said the mother. And turning to the cloud she repeated her proposal.
"Indeed I am unworthy of anything so charming," answered the cloud; "but you make a mistake again in what you say. There is one thing that is even more powerful than I, and that is the wind. Ah, here he comes, you can see for yourself."
And she _did_ see, for catching up the cloud as he pa.s.sed, he threw it on the other side of the sky. Then, tumbling father, mother and daughter down to the earth again, he paused for a moment beside them, his foot on an old wall.
When she had recovered her breath, the mother began her little speech once more.
"The wall is the proper husband for your daughter," answered the wind, whose home consisted of a cave, which he only visited when he was not rushing about elsewhere; "you can see for yourself that he is greater than I, for he has power to stop me in my flight." And the mother, who did not trouble to conceal her wishes, turned at once to the wall.
Then something happened which was quite unexpected by everyone.
"I won"t marry that ugly old wall, which is as old as my grandfather,"
sobbed the girl, who had not uttered one word all this time. "I would have married the sun, or the cloud, or the wind, because it was my duty, although I love the handsome young rat, and him only. But that horrid old wall--I would sooner die!"
And the wall, rather hurt in his feelings, declared that he had no claim to be the husband of so beautiful a girl.
"It is quite true," he said, "that I can stop the wind who can part the clouds who can cover the sun; but there is someone who can do more than all these, and that is the rat. It is the rat who pa.s.ses through me, and can reduce me to powder, simply with his teeth. If, therefore, you want a son-in-law who is greater than the whole world, seek him among the rats."
"Ah, what did I tell you?" cried the father. And his wife, though for the moment angry at being beaten, soon thought that a rat son-in-law was what she had always desired.
So all three returned happily home, and the wedding was celebrated three days after.
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