The Mink and the Wolf The Mink and the Wolf
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By Andrew Lang (The Orange Fairy Book)
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(Part 1)

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In a big forest in the north of America lived many wild animals of all kinds. They were always very polite when they met. But they kept a close watch on each other because they were all afraid of being killed and eaten by somebody else. But their manners were so good that no one would ever guess that they were afraid of each other.

One day a smart, young wolf went out to hunt, promising his grandparents that he would come back before bedtime. He moved along quite happily through the forest till he came to his favorite place, just where the river runs into the sea. There, as he had hoped, he saw the chief mink fishing in a small boat.

“I want to fish too,” cried the wolf. But the mink said nothing and pretended not to hear.

“I wish you would take me into your boat!” shouted the wolf, louder than before. He continued to ask the mink, so the mink grew tired of it, and moved his boat close to the shore for the wolf to jump in.

“Sit down quietly at that end, or the boat will turn over,” said the mink; “and if you care about fish eggs, you will find plenty in that basket. But be sure you eat only the white ones, for the red ones will kill you.”

So the wolf, who was always hungry, began to eat the eggs greedily, and when he finished he told the mink that he would like to sleep for a while.

“Well, then, stretch yourself out, and rest your head on that piece of wood,” said the mink. And the wolf did as he was told, and was soon fast asleep. The mink was clever and knew the wolf wanted to kill and eat him, so he crept up and stabbed the wolf in the heart with his knife, and the wolf died without even moving. After that the mink landed on the beach and skinned the wolf. Then he took the skin to his house and hung it up in front of the fire to dry.

Not many days later the wolf’s grandmother started searching. . .

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