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seemed to be expecting something, some¬ 
thing very grand, indeed! As she put her 
baby fox to sleep, Mrs. Fox might have 
been whispering, “Sleep now, for by and 
by you must waken.” So the little folks 
hid their eyes and went right to sleep, for 
indeed they must be wide awake by and 
by. In her snug home under the skirts of 
the willow, perhaps Miss Snow Bunting was 
saying to herself, “I’ll just take one little 
nap now, just a quick nap; then I’ll be fresh 
and bright for seeing and understanding it 
all.” The black ravens did not forget, nor 
Black Fox, nor his relatives. Red Fox and 
Silver Fox, nor Violet Blue Fox nor Cross 
Fox. They all remembered. Tusks, the 
walrus, burst a hole through the solid blanket 
of the ocean to see and Little Brown Seal 
breathed on his air hole to keep it open so 
he could peek out. Everyone, everywhere, 
even Omnok, the hunter, put down the thing 
he was working at and seemed to be waiting, 
waiting for something great and wonderful 
to happen. 
