"The Great Sperit allows to every one the right to ask only so many questions," says my mother, "an' when they ask one more than is their right, they die." "'This is the story of the fate of _Kaw-kaw-chee_, the Raven, a Sioux Chief who died long ago exackly as my mother told me.

The Raven died because he asked too many questions an' was too cur'ous.

It began when Sublette, who was a trader, came up the _Mitchi-zoor-rah_, the Big-Muddy, an' was robbed by the Raven's people.

Sublette was mad at this, an' said next time he would bring the Sioux a present so they would not rob him.
So he brought a little cask of fire-water an' left it on the bank of the Big-Muddy.

Then Sublette went away, an' twenty of the Raven's young men found the little cask.