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Fox s Mother ; &quot; to treat a Widow that way 

 eat her ! &quot; 



&quot; If I knew who did it,&quot; growled Muskwa, 

 savagely, &quot; I would break his neck with one 

 stroke of my fist. Poor little Wapoos ! come 

 over here. Eat these Black Currants that I Ve 

 just picked I don t want them.&quot; 



&quot; That is a most criminal breach of the law,&quot; 

 said the King, with emphasis. &quot; If Wapoos can 

 prove who did it, we 11 give the culprit quick 

 justice. 



&quot;Flif fluf, flif fluf,&quot; came the sound of 

 wings at this juncture, and with an erratic swoop 

 Whisky-Jack shot into the circle. 



He was trembling with excitement some 

 thing of tremendous importance had occurred; 

 every blue-gray feather of his coat vibrated with 

 it. He strutted about to catch his breath, and 

 his walk was the walk of one who feels his supe 

 riority. 



&quot; Good-morning, Glib-tongue ! &quot; greeted Car 

 cajou. 



&quot; Welcome, Clerk ! &quot; said the King, graciously. 



&quot; Hop up on my antler,&quot; murmured Mooswa, 

 condescendingly ; &quot; you 11 get your throat full of 

 dust down there.&quot; 



Whisky-Jack swished up on the big platter- 

 like leaf that was the first spread of Mooswa s 



