BC: Story By: The Book of Nature Myths by Florence Holbrook Pictures: Front Cover- boneclones.com Page 1- white raven photography Page 2- blogspot.com Page 3- wikipedia Page 4- bloximages.chicago2.vip.townnews.com Page 5- blogspot.com
FC: Why the Raven's Feathers are Black
1: Long, long ago the raven's feathers were white as snow. He was a beautiful bird, but the other birds did not like him because he was a thief. When they saw him coming, they would hide away what they cared for most, but he always seemed to find a way to take them and hide them away in his nest in the pine tree.
2: One morning the raven heard a little bird singing merrily in a thicket. The leaves of the trees were dark green, and the little bird's yellow feathers looked like sunshine. “I will have that bird.” said the raven and seized the little bird. They yellow bird fluttered and cried, “Help, help! Will no one come help me?” The other birds happened to be far away, and no one heard her cries. “Help, the raven will kill me! Help, help!”
3: Hidden in the bark of a tree was a woodworm. “I am only a woodworm,” he said to himself, “and I cannot fly like the birds, but the yellow little bird has been kind to me so I will do what I can to help her.” When the sun set and the raven had gone to sleep, the woodworm made his way softly up the pine tree to the raven’s nest and bound his feet with grass and birch-bark.
4: “Fly away,” whispered the woodworm to the yellow bird, “and come to see me by and by. I must teach the raven not to be cruel to other little birds.” The little yellow bird flew away, and the woodworm brought twigs, moss, birch-bark, and grass, and put them around the tree. Then he set them on fire. Up the great pine tree the flames leapt.
5: -“Fire! Fire!” yelled the raven. “Come and help me! My nest is on fire!” The other birds were not sorry for him. “He is a thief,” said they. “Let him be in the fire.” The fire burned the grass and birch-bark that tied his feet together and he flew away. He was not burned, but he could no longer be proud of his shining white feathers because the smoke had stained them black as night.