Brother Wolf And The Rock

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  "summary": "Brother Wolf And The Rock is a short fable in which a well-dressed wolf generously wraps his favourite blanket around a smooth, cold rock — only to desperately want it back when a fierce storm rolls in. When Rock refuses to return it, Wolf enlists the reluctant Brother Fox, but neither plea nor persuasion moves the stubborn stone. Then the rain does what words could not, sending Rock thundering downhill and carving up the earth in its path — with Brother Fox's tail caught just close enough to explain a peculiar feature it carries to this day.",
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    "Once upon a time Brother Wolf dressed himself up very finely, just like a Native American. He put feathers on his head, and moccasins on his feet, and beads around his neck. Then he bought a very nice blanket, just like a chief’s blanket. He wrapped it all around him, and then he started on a journey.",
    "As he traveled, he came to a big Rock. Brother Wolf thought that he had never seen such a nice Rock, such a smooth, round, shining Rock. But Brother Wolf thought that the Rock looked cold. So he took off his blanket and wrapped it around the Rock to keep the old Rock warm.",
    "Then Brother Wolf started traveling again, but he had not gone very far when he heard a loud noise—that was the thunder; and he saw a bright light—that was the lightning; and he felt something wet on his nose—that was the rain. So Brother Wolf ran back in great haste to the Rock.",
    "“Oh, Rock,” cried Brother Wolf, “it is storming, and I shall be wet. Give me back my blanket to keep off the rain.”",
    "But, no, Rock would not. Old Rock said he would just keep Brother Wolf’s blanket a little longer.",
    "Then Brother Wolf hid under a tree, and, by and by, along came Brother Fox.",
    "“Oh, Brother Fox,” said Brother Wolf, “go to Rock and bring back my blanket.”",
    "So Brother Fox went to old Rock and told him that Brother Wolf wanted back his blanket to keep the rain off his nose. But, no, old Rock would not give up the blanket.",
    "Then Brother Fox went back and told Brother Wolf, and Brother Wolf cried because he knew his feathers would be spoiled. They sat under a tree, and the rain poured and poured, the lightning flashed, and the thunder roared. Brother Wolf asked Brother Fox to please go again to old Rock and ask for the blanket, but Brother Fox said, “No.”",
    "After a while they heard a great noise, and a loud roaring. The stones in the road began to come skipping by. Brother Wolf peeped out from under the tree. There was old Rock rolling down the road. The rain had started him, and he was coming so hard that he tore great furrows of earth, and uprooted the trees. He came so fast that he could not stop himself.",
    "Brother Fox scampered into a hole to hide, but he left the tip end of his tail sticking out. Old Rock just grazed it as he went by, and that is why the tip of Brother Fox’s tail is pointed.",
    "On and on went old Rock until he came to a river. Splash, in he went, and that was the last that anybody saw of Rock, for he went straight to the bottom.",
    "When the rain was over, Brother Wolf and Brother Fox went down to the river bank to look for old Rock, but they could not find him anywhere. On the top of the water floated Brother Wolf’s blanket, so they waited until it came ashore, and they dried it in the sun.",
    "Then Brother Wolf said “Goodbye” to Brother Fox, and put on his blanket again, and traveled.",
    "Carolyn Sherwin Bailey was an American author and editor active in the early twentieth century, best known for retelling folk tales and fables for younger readers. This story draws on Native American oral storytelling traditions, blending trickster tale conventions with a playful pourquoi ending that explains the pointed tip of the fox's tail."
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    "Then Brother Wolf started traveling again, but he had not gone very far when he heard a loud noise - that was the thunder; and he saw a bright light - that was the lightning; and he felt something wet on his nose - that was the rain. So Brother Wolf ran back in great haste to the Rock.",
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    "But, no, Rock would not. Old Rock said he would just keep Brother Wolf's blanket a little longer.",
    "Then Brother Wolf hid under a tree, and, by and by, along came Brother Fox.",
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    "So Brother Fox went to old Rock and told him that Brother Wolf wanted back his blanket to keep the rain off his nose. But, no, old Rock would not give up the blanket.",
    "Then Brother Fox went back and told Brother Wolf, and Brother Wolf cried because he knew his feathers would be spoiled. They sat under a tree, and the rain poured and poured, the lightning flashed, and the thunder roared. Brother Wolf asked Brother Fox to please go again to old Rock and ask for the blanket, but Brother Fox said, \"No.\"",
    "After a while they heard a great noise, and a loud roaring. The stones in the road began to come skipping by. Brother Wolf peeped out from under the tree. There was old Rock rolling down the road. The rain had started him, and he was coming so hard that he tore great furrows of earth, and uprooted the trees. He came so fast that he could not stop himself.",
    "Brother Fox scampered into a hole to hide, but he left the tip end of his tail sticking out. Old Rock just grazed it as he went by, and that is why the tip of Brother Fox's tail is pointed.",
    "On and on went old Rock until he came to a river. Splash, in he went, and that was the last that anybody saw of Rock, for he went straight to the bottom.",
    "When the rain was over, Brother Wolf and Brother Fox went down to the river bank to look for old Rock, but they could not find him anywhere. On the top of the water floated Brother Wolf's blanket, so they waited until it came ashore, and they dried it in the sun.",
    "Then Brother Wolf said \"Goodbye\" to Brother Fox, and put on his blanket again, and traveled."
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    "Then Brother Wolf started traveling again, but he had not gone very far when he heard a loud noise - that was the thunder; and he saw a bright light - that was the lightning; and he felt something wet on his nose - that was the rain. So Brother Wolf ran back in great haste to the Rock.",
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