To be wiser?
Alas, no! before one hour he met with another porcupine and remembering only his hate of the creature repeated the same sad mistake, and again had to have the painful help, without which he must certainly have died.

Before night, however, he began to feel his real punishment and next morning no one would have known the pudding-headed thing that sadly followed the hunters, for the bright little dog that a day before had run so joyously through the woods.

It was many a long day before he fully recovered and at one time his life was in the balance; and yet to the last of his days he never fully realized the folly of his insensate attacks on the creature that fights with its tail.
"It is ever so," said the Indian.

"The lynx, the panther, the wolf, the fox, the eagle, all that attack the Kahk must die.

Once my father saw a bear that was killed by the quills.