The Story of the Firebird
A very, very long time ago, the Indians of Puget Sound had no fire. They ate all their food raw, and on cold days sat shivering and unhappy.
The Indians of Puget Sound were good and kind to the animals that lived in the forests around them. In winter, they gave seeds and berries to the birds, raw meat to the great wolf and dug worms for the fish.
It happened one day, that a beautiful bird flew above their heads. It had shining feathers, and bright eyes like jewels. Its long, waving tail gave out rays, like the Sun.
What an amazing bird, they thought! “Won’t you give us a feather from your tail so we might make fire?”
The Firebird said, "You must catch me, first.”
First, the bird crossed a great flowing river. The river was too fast to swim. Suddenly, large fish jumped out of the water. The fish carried the people across the river.
Then the Firebird flew over a large thorn hedge. The thorns were too sharp for them to climb over. Suddenly, the great wolf appeared! It carried the people and leapt over the enormous thorn hedge.
After that, the Firebird flew high into the sky. Suddenly, the eagles flew down! They carried the people after the Firebird.
Finally, the firebird stopped and turned to the villagers and said. “You caught me because of your kindness to the animals. I will reward your kindness by giving you my gift of fire.”
From that day on, the Indians of Puget Sound lived with fires to warm them and hot food in their bellies.