the strong sea wind in his face, to escape 

 the flies which swarm in the thickets below. 

 Owl and hawk, fox and weasel and wildcat, 

 — all the prowlers of the day and night have 

 long since discovered these good hunting- 

 grounds and leave the prints of wing and 

 claw over the records of the wood-mice ; but 

 still Tookhees returns, led by his love of the 

 snow-fields, and thrives and multiplies spite 

 of all his enemies. 



One moonlit ni^ht the old wolf took 

 her cubs to the edge of one of these snow- 

 fields, where the eager eyes soon noticed 

 dark streaks shooting hither and yon over 

 the bare white surface. At first they 

 chased them wildly; but one might as well 

 try to catch a moonbeam, which has not 

 so many places to hide as a wood-mouse. 

 Then, remembering the grasshoppers, they 

 crouched and crept and so caught a few. 

 Meanwhile old mother wolf lay still in hid- 

 ing, contenting herself with snapping up the 

 game that came to her, instead of chasing it 

 wildly all over the snow-field. The example 

 was not lost ; for imitation is strong among 



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