It was autumn, and the Red Indians  at a remote reservation asked their new Chief if the winter was going to  be cold or mild. Since he was a Red Indian chief in a modern society, he couldn't tell what the weather was going to be.

Nevertheless, to be on the safe side, he replied to his Tribe that thewinter was indeed going to be cold and that the members of the village should collect wood to be prepared. But also being a practical  leader after several days he got an idea.

He went to the phone  booth, called the National Weather Service and asked, "Is the coming  winter going to be cold?" "It looks like this winter is going to be  quite cold indeed," the meteorologist at the weather service  responded. So the Chief went back to his people and told them to collect  even more Wood.

A week later, he called the National Weather  Service again. "Is it Going to be a very cold winter?" "Yes," the man  at National Weather Service again replied, "it's definitely going to be  a very cold winter."

The Chief again went back to his people and  ordered them to collect every scrap of wood they could find. Two weeks  later, he called the National Weather Service again. "Are you absolutely  sure that the winter is going to be very cold?" "Absolutely," the man  replied. "It's going to be one of the coldest winters ever." "How can  you be so sure?" the Chief asked. The weatherman replied, "The Red  Indians are collecting wood like crazy."