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Tribe Activities Z07 When they came to Niagara where it thundered down, the Gitch-e 0-kok-o-hoo began bawling to drown the noises of it, but could not make himself heard. "Wa-wa-wa," said the Gitch-e 0-kok-o-hoo, with great effort and only for a minute. " WA-WA-WA-WA," said the river, steadily, easUy, and for- ever. "Wa-wa-wa!" shrieked Gitch-e 0-kok-o-hoo; but it was so utterly lost that he could not hear it himself, and he began to feel small; and he felt smaller and smaller, until he was no bigger than a sparrow, and his voice, instead of being like a great cata- ract, became like the dropping of water, just a little Tink-tank-tink, Tink-tank-tink. And this is why the Indians give to this smallest of the Owls the name of " the water-dropping bird." When the top is wider than the root, the tree goes down. The Story of Corn-Smut Girl By permission from "Indian Tales of Long Ago," by Edward S. Curtis. Pub. World Book Co., Yonkers, N. Y, f 1.00 In one of the Hopi villages was a handsome young man named Rainbow Youth. Every day before sunrise he practised running, and made offerings to the Sun and to the other gods, that he might become strong and swift. During the day and the night he remained in the house. One day he announced that he would marry the girl ix^ose com meal was ground so fine that it would stick to a large shell hanging on his wall. Then all the girls began to grind meal, and to make it just as fine as they could. For all me maidens wished greatly to marry this handsome young man. "One after another they came to the home of Rainbow Youth and threw their meal against the shell. But it alwasrs fell to the floor, and the maidens, one by one, would go away ashamed. "Now in this village lived Corn-smut Girl, and she was dark- skinned and dirty. Her brothers teased her, asking why ^e did not marry Rainbow Youth, and she said she would try. But they laughed and said they did not think Rainbow Youth would keep his promise if her meal should stick to the shell. When Corn-smut Girl had her meal ready, she took it in a basket to the young man's house. He spoke kindly, and asked her to enter and sit d6wn. "Then he said, 'What is it you wish?'