the point of rock. It was land, but it was shaking like a jellyfish. Coyote pressed it with his paws to steady it. When it had become solid and still, he looked over it.
"This is not enough land," he muttered; "we must have more."
He picked up three pieces of rock and two clumps of earth. He threw one piece of rock and then listened as it sank down, down into the depths of the water. He threw a second piece of rock and again listened as it went down, down through the water and struck the first rock lying at the bottom.
"Very good," he laughed. "Now, third rock, go and rest upon the other two."
He threw the third rock and listened as it sank down, down through the water and settled on top of the second rock. Then he threw in the two clumps of earth, one at a time, and when the last struck the water, land appeared at the surface. Then the water began to dash in great waves and to embrace the land and to withdraw from it.
"Very good," said Coyote. "Thus shall the water always act, and people for all time shall call its movements the tides." That is why we have tides to-day, because Coyote said it should be so.
