Intertribal Life Newspaper -

Shawondasee, the South Wind was blowing across a meadow in the early spring when he saw a beautiful maiden with golden hair and wrapped in a green blanket. He fell in love with Dandelion at first sight but she was too young and he decided to wait until the next time he blew across the meadow. Then he would declare his love.

Spring passed and Summer came and now the beautiful maiden was taller and stronger and her golden hair was more beautiful and the bees swarmed around her as she lifted her beautiful face to the sun. The South Wind knew the bees needed to make honey or they would starve in t...