"Look, look!" they cried to one another.

"They are riding on rabbits!"

"And look at the little men, how funny!

"Oh, what a joke!"

"Oh, I'll die laughing!"

Now, the immortal people were a proud race. They took offense at this reception. The one in front, with white hair and a long beard, shouted something to the others, and all of them spilled out the contents of their pitchers onto the ground. Then the rabbits turned and hopped away so fast that you could only see their white tails flicker.

And so the tribe never got the living water. It went instead to the pine, the cedar, and the fir. And this is why they are fresh and green all through the year. They are the evergreens.