{"id":3545,"date":"2023-03-01T11:43:07","date_gmt":"2023-03-01T11:43:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/straightarrow.org\/stories\/?p=3545"},"modified":"2023-03-01T11:43:33","modified_gmt":"2023-03-01T11:43:33","slug":"the-rabbit-and-the-grouse-girls","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/straightarrow.org\/stories\/uncategorized\/the-rabbit-and-the-grouse-girls\/","title":{"rendered":"The Rabbit And The Grouse Girls"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>The rabbit once went out on the prairie in winter time. On the side of a hill away from the wind he found a great company of girls all with gray and speckled blankets over their backs. They were the grouse girls and they were coasting down hill on a board.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>When the rabbit saw them, he called out, &#8220;Oh, maidens, that is not a good way to coast down hill. Let me get you a fine skin with bangles on it that tinkle as you slide.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And away he ran to the tipi and brought a skin bag. 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