So he took them to Rabbit's wigwam; but
he was out, and the Wolves, being vexed and starved, reviled Wild Cat,
and then rushed off howling through the woods.
Now I think that the Rabbit is _m'teoulin_. Yes, he must be, for
when Wild Cat started to hunt him alone, he determined with all his
soul not to be caught, and made himself as magical as he could. So he
picked up a handful of chips, and threw one as far as possible, then
jumped to it,--for he had a charm for a long jump; and then threw
another, and so on, for a great distance. This was to make no tracks,
and when he thought he had got out of scent and sight and sound he
scampered away like the wind.
[Illustration: THE RABBIT MAGICIAN.]
Now, as I said, when the wolves got to Master Rabbit's house and found
nothing, they smelt about and left Wild Cat, who swore by his tail that
he would catch Rabbit, if he had to hunt forever and run himself to
death. So, taking the house for a centre, he kept going round and round
it, all the time a little further, and so more around and still further.
[Footnote: While telling this, Tomah described a spiral line. It is
evident that if the volute were only continued long enough it must
inevitably end in finding any trail, if the point of departure be only
known. This device is familiar to all Indians, and it is mentioned in
other stories.
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