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Title: California fish and game
Identifier: californiafishga1_1915cali (find matches)
Year: [1] (s)
Authors: California. Dept. of Fish and Game; California. Fish and Game Commission; California. Division of Fish and Game
Subjects: Fisheries -- California; Game and game-birds -- California; Fishes -- California; Animal Population Groups; Pêches; Gibier; Poissons
Publisher: (San Francisco, etc. ) State of California, Resources Agency, Dept. of Fish and Game
Contributing Library: California Department of Fish and Game
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56 CALIFORNIA FISH AND GAME. and he held up a choice piece of venison. Of course he had no iiili'ii- tion of giving away a single scrap of his treasure, and the Eagle, who knew the fellow from long ago, was well aware that he was only being made game of. He was exceedingly angry, hut, like a wise man, said nothing. In fact he never stirred from his perch on the stump, but his mind was working intently. "Go to sleep, go to sleep," he kept muttering quietly towards Coyote, concentrating liis thoughts intently on this event. Between the Eagle's magic wishing and Coy- ote's natural disposition under the circumstances, the trickster soon dozed otf. When he was soimd asleep the Eagle silently flew down and car- ried away his meat. ITe even carefully took off Coyote's earrings. Hav- ing safely stowed away his prize in a tall tree, out of sight and reach of Coyote, he went back to his old perch. There he quietly sat, leisurely eating a fat piece of venison. After a time Coyote awoke, and remembering his beautiful scheme, turned his head sidewise and snapped, but his jaws closed on empty air. ITe swung his head toward the other side and .snapped again, but with no bet- ter result. "Well, Avhat has hap- pened now?" he thought in hit- ter disappointment. Looking up, he saw the Eagle chewing. "That must be my meat," he said to himself, "and, after all, he must have taken it away from me." Somewhat crestfallen but still unabashed, he crossed the creek, and sitting down at the foot of the dead tree, called up to the Eagle: "Please throw me down some; let me have at least one piece." But revenge was as sweet to the Eagle as his venison, and he made no reply except leisurely to finish the piece he wa.s engaged at—while Coyote watched him, tantalized — and then finished by throwing down at the disa)ipointed waiter the empty pack basket in which Coy- ote had carried the load. By this time Coyote was really hungry again, so he thought: "I
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Fig. 13.—"Please throw me down some; let me have at lea.st one piece."

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