ht out loud, "Ha! Ha! Yak! Yak!
Yak! Yak!"

Just that minute Big White Bear woke up, and he didn't stop to see who
was laughing! He tumbled right into the ocean and went paddling away as
fast as ever he could. He didn't stop till he was almost out of sight,
then he looked back once for just a moment and went paddling on and on,
till he was way out of sight. Little White Fox had lost Big White Bear.
All the fine dinners he was to have in the future were lost, just
because he had laughed at the wrong time.

I don't know what Little Mrs. White Fox had to say to him when he came
home, for I wasn't there, but there are some very fine switches made out
of reindeer moss lying all over the tundra. However, Little White Fox
was a very young fellow and had a great many things to learn, so perhaps
his mother did not punish him very hard.

CHAPTER XIV

BIG WHITE BEAR FINDS LITTLE WHITE FOX

When Omnok returned from hunting Big White Bear he sat down and began to
think. "White bears about," he thought to himself. "There must be white
foxes about too, for they always stay close to white bears. I must go
out and set some traps." And that is just what he did the very next
evening. He threw the cruel looking traps, with their ugly steel jaws,
over his shoulder and went out to look for a good place to set them. At
last he came to a place where there were many white bear tracks. "I
guess this will do," he said to himself. He took out his great knife
and cut out a cake of snow that was nearly as hard as ice. He cut this
up into four little snow boards, very square and very smooth. Then he
made a little hole in the snow and put a trap there. Next he made a thin
shingle of snow,--so thin that the least touch would break it right in
two. He put this over the trap and smoothed it over so carefully that no
one in all the world could tell there was a trap hidden there. Then he
made a little house over it with the four boards,--a very fine looking
house with a roof and three sides, and with one side left open for the
door. He put some nice pieces of meat inside of the house, so when any
little fox came to live there he wouldn't have to go away hungry.
Finally he spilled a few drops of delicious smelling seal oil around the
house and went away.

Now who should happen by that way, almost right away, but our own Little
White Fox, looking, looking everywhere for Big White Bear. Right away
the west wind blew a little whiff of the rich s