Now having dressed the bride, she was so grateful to Rabbit that she
danced with him all the night. The old man, seeing this, was so angry
at her fickleness that, without saying a word, he walked away, and left
her to Mahtigwess, with whom she lived very happily until she ran away
with Mikumwess; with whom, if she has not run away again, she is living
yet. This story is at an end.
_VI. How Master Rabbit gave himself Airs._
(Micmac.)
It happened once that Lox was living in great luxury. He had a wigwam
full of hundreds of dried sea-ducks, moose meat, maple sugar, and corn.
He gave a dinner, and among the guests invited Marten and Mahtigwess,
the Rabbit.
Now it is a great weakness of Master Rabbit that he is much given to
hinting at one minute, and saying pretty plainly the next, that he has
been in better society than that around him, and has lived among great
people, and no one was quicker than the Marten to find out that wherein
any one was foolish or feeble. So when Master Rabbit, smoothing down
his white fur, said it was the only kind of a coat worn by the
aristocracy, Marten humbly inquired, "if that were so, how he came by
it."
"It shows," replied Master Rabbit, "that I have habitually kept company
with gentlemen."
"How did you get that slit in your lip?" inquired Marten, who knew very
well what this Indian really was.
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