He carefully cut it open and turned out a curious-looking object about the size of an acorn, flattened, made of flesh and covered with hair, and nearly the shape of a large bean.

He gazed at it, and, turning to Rolf, said with intense meaning: "Ugh! we have found the good hunting.

This is the Peeto-wab-oos-once, the little medicine rabbit.

Now we have strong medicine in the lodge.
You shall see." He went out to the two remaining snares and passed the medicine rabbit through each.

An hour later, when they returned, they found a rabbit taken in the first snare.
"It is ever so," said the Indian.