"Go on, go on," said Thorn, "tell more."
"As I looked, a shadow bird went over the rock," said Pineknot; "and
then down dropped the mother eagle with a snake in her claws."
"Oh," cried Thorn, "I wish I had seen it."
"The young eagles held their mouths open," Pineknot went on, "and their
mother fed them with the snake, a little bit at a time. When the snake
was all gone, the mother eagle waved her big wings and flew away. Then
the young ones' heads fell down. They were asleep."
A day or two after that, Thorn came into the cave with an eagle's
feather in his hand. And there were long red cuts and scratches on his
body.
His father looked at him with a scowl.
"Men bring meat from the hunt, not feathers," he said roughly.
The boy looked pitiful; his mother felt sorry for him. She said to
herself, "He has been to see the young eagles. The mother eagle saw
him. He fought her alone with his little stone ax. He will be a great
hunter!"
She looked at him proudly, and put cold water on the little torn body.
"Gr-r-r," growled Strongarm, scowling. "Would you make a baby of the
boy? A fight is good for him. He will learn to make his way."
CHAPTER IV
HOW STRONGARM HUNTED A BEAR AND A LION
In those days Strongarm was busily digging a big hole away out in the
forest. He cut the dirt up with his stone ax, and threw it out with a
clam shell. He had worked now for days, and at last the hole was large
enough.
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