THE BOYS AND THE GIANT
HREE little boys were hunting in the Canadian woods in old
times. They pretended to be big like men. A giant was
prowling about looking for food. He saw the boys
through the trees. He thought he would catch them and
have a good meal. So he slapped his hands together
rapidly and made a noise like a partridge drumming. The
little boys heard the noise. They thought it was a
partridge, and they went towards the sound. The giant
caught them. He picked each one by the heels and struck
the head of each on the ground. He thought they were
all dead. Then he put them in a big birch-bark bag, put
it on his back, and started home, well pleased with the
thought of the nice meal he was going to have.
ground on which he had struck the boys' heads was soft.
The boys were only stunned by the blow. And after the
giant had walked a little way, the boys came to life
again. But they made no sound. One of the boys had a
little hunting knife made of stone. The giant walked
under the trees, and the branches rattled on the
birch-bark bag. When the branches rattled, the boy cut
a hole in the bag, and the giant could not hear the
noise of the cutting. The boys
 slipped through the
hole, one after the other. Then they ran home as fast
as they could.
giant was very strong. He had not felt the weight of
the boys on his back. And he did not notice a
difference in the weight when they slipped out. When he
reached home, he left his load outside. One of his
brothers was waiting for him. The giant said, "I have a
good fat meal outside in my bag. Come out and see it."
When they opened the bag, it was empty. The giant was
very cross. But with his brother he sat before the fire
to eat greedily what food he had in his cave.
THE PEOPLE SET OUT TO FIND THE GIANTS. SOON THEY CAME TO THEIR CAVE.
the boys reached home, they told their people what had
happened to them. The people set out to find the
giants. Soon they came to their cave. The giant and his
brother were sleeping before the fire after their
hearty meal. The people hid in the trees and shot at
the giants. An arrow struck the old giant. He awoke and
said to his brother, "I have a stitch in my side." But
soon a shower of arrows struck them and they fell dead,
and the place was troubled no more by giants.