Native American Legends
Rabbit and Fox
An Ojibwa Legend
One winter Rabbit was going along through the snow when he saw
Fox. It was too late to hide, for Fox had caught Rabbit's scent.
"I am Ongwe Ias, the one who eats you!" barked Fox. "Yon
cannot escape me!"
Rabbit began to run for his life. He ran as fast as he could around
trees and between rocks, making a great circle in the hope that
he would lose Fox. But when he looked back he saw that Fox was gaining
on him. "I am Ongwe Ias," Fox barked again. "You
Rabbit knew that he had to use his wits. He slipped off his moccasins
and said, "Run on ahead of me." The moccasins began to
run, leaving tracks in the snow. Then, using his magic power, Rabbit
made himself look like a dead, half-rotten rabbit and lay down by
When Fox came to the dead rabbit, he did not even stop to sniff
at it. "This meat has gone bad," he said. Then, seeing
the tracks that led on through the snow he took up the chase again
and finally caught up with Rabbit's old moccasins.
"Hah," Fox snarled, "this time he has fooled me.
Next time I will eat the meat no matter how rotten it looks."
He began to backtrack. Just as he expected when he came to the place
where the dead rabbit had been, it was gone. There were tracks leading
away through the bushes, and Fox began to follow them.
He hadn't gone far when he came upon an old woman sitting by the
trail. In front of her was a pot, and she was making a stew.
"Sit down, grandson," she said. "Have some of this
Fox sat down. "Have you seen a rabbit go by?"
"Yes," said the old woman, handing him a beautifully
carved wooden bowl filled with hot stew. "I saw a very skinny
rabbit go by. There was no flesh on his bones, and he looked old
"I am going to eat that rabbit," said Fox.
"Indeed?" said the old woman. "You will surely do
so, for the rabbit looked tired and frightened. He must have known
you were close behind him. Now eat the good stew I have given you."
Fox began to eat and, as he did so, he looked at the old woman.
"Why do you wear those two tall feathers on your head, old
woman?" he asked.
"These feathers?" said the old woman. "I wear them
to remind me of my son who is a hunter. Look behind you--here he
Fox turned to look and, as he did so, the old woman threw off her
blankets and leaped high in the air. She went right over Fox's head
and hit him hard with a big stick that had been hidden under the
When Fox woke up his head was sore. He looked for the stew pot,
but all he could see was a hollow stump. He looked for the wooden
soup bowl, but all he could find was a folded piece of bark with
mud and dirty water in it. All around him were rabbit tracks. "So,
he has fooled me again," Fox said. "It will be the last
time." He jumped up and began to follow the tracks once more.
Before he had gone far he came to a man sitting by the trail. The
man held a turtle-shell rattle in his hand and was dressed as a
"Have you seen a rabbit go by?" asked Fox.
"Indeed," said the medicine man, "and he looked
sick and weak."
"I am going to eat that rabbit," Fox said.
"Ah," said the medicine man, "that is why he looked
so afraid. When a great warrior like you decides to catch someone,
surely he cannot escape."
Fox was very pleased. "Yes," he said, "I am Ongwe
Ias. No rabbit alive can escape me."
"But, Grandson," said the medicine man, shaking his turtle-shell
rattle, "what has happened to your head? You are hurt."
"It is nothing," said the Fox. "A branch fell and
"Grandson," said the medicine man, "you must let
me treat that wound, so that it heals quickly. Rabbit cannot go
far. Come here and sit down."
Fox sat down, and the medicine man came close to him. He opened
up his pouch and began to sprinkle something into the wound.
Fox looked closely at the medicine man. "Why are you wearing
two feathers?" he asked.
"These two feathers," the medicine man answered, "show
that I have great power. I just have to shake them like this, and
an eagle will fly down. Look, over there! An eagle is flying down
Fox looked and, as he did so, the medicine man leaped high in the
air over Fox's head and struck him hard with his turtle-shell rattle.
When Fox woke up, he was alone in a small clearing. The wound on
his head was full of burrs and thorns, the medicine man was gone,
and all around him were rabbit tracks.
"I will not be fooled again!" Fox snarled. He gave a
loud and terrible war cry. "I am Ongwe Ias," he shouted.
"I am Fox!"
Ahead of him on the trail, Rabbit heard Fox's war cry. He was still
too tired to run and so he turned himself into an old dead tree.
When Fox came to the tree he stopped. "This tree must be Rabbit,"
he said, and he struck at one of the small dead limbs. It broke
off and fell to the ground. "No," said Fox, "I am
This is indeed a tree." He ran on again, until he realized
the tracks he was following were old ones. He had been going in
a circle. "That tree!" he said.
He hurried back to the place where the tree had been. It was gone,
but there were a few drops of blood on the ground where the small
limb had fallen. Though Fox didn't know it, the branch he had struck
had been the end of Rabbit's nose, and ever since then rabbits'
noses have been quite short.
Leading away into the bushes were fresh rabbit tracks. "Now
I shall catch you!" Fox shouted.
Rabbit was worn out. He had used all his tricks, and still Fox
was after him. He came to a dead tree by the side of the trail.
He ran around it four times and then, with one last great leap,
lumped into the middle of some blackberry bushes close by. Then,
holding his breath, he waited.
Fox came to the dead tree and looked at the rabbit tracks all around
it. "Hah," Fox laughed, "you are trying to trick
me again." He bit at the dead tree, and a piece of rotten wood
came away in his mouth. "Hah," Fox said, "you have
even made yourself taste like a dead tree. But I am Ongwe Ias, I
am Fox. You cannot fool me again."
Then, coughing and choking, Fox ate the whole tree. From his hiding
place in the blackberry bushes, Rabbit watched and tried not to
laugh. When Fox had finished his meal he went away, still coughing
and choking and not feeling well at all.
After a time, Rabbit came out of his hiding place and went on his
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