He thought the black, shadowy figure must be Moween, the black bear, but not feeling quite certain about it, Nemox peeped down over the limb curiously4, hanging over as far as he dared, keeping his position upon the limb by digging his claws in deeply. His eyes sparkled maliciously5 and cunningly as he made sure that it actually was Moween herself. Then he knew she had come straight from her den6 up on Porcupine7 Ridge8 to forage9 for food, because down below, on the needle-strewn floor of the forest, Moween knew she could find plenty of prey10 for the taking. Close hidden beneath the low-hanging branches of the spruce bush, she sometimes came across a frightened partridge, and the roots of the pines were simply riddled11 with rabbit burrows12. One might always rout13 out a sleepy hedgehog or two, if there chanced to be nothing better, for Moween knew the secret of avoiding its terrible quills14 and searching out the creature's weak spot without injury to her own snout. So while Moween rummaged15 about, waddling16 in and out among the bushes, snuffing and grunting17 as she threw over a rotting log with her great padded foot, Nemox, the crafty18 one, continued to watch her and think deeply. Very well he knew that the old mother bear had left her two innocent furry19 little cubs21 back in her den, up on the side of the mountain. Nemox, the fisher, in one of his cat-like rambles22, had run across them one day, just outside their door, cuffing23 each other about, and rolling over each other like kittens, as their mother watched them fondly. Well Nemox knew that the two cubs were still too young to follow their mother long distances, or down the steep ledges24, so of course, he reasoned, they must be at home, alone and unprotected, this very minute.
Instantly Nemox had made his plans, and while the little black mother bear had buried her whole head in a hollow log, hoping to find honey, Nemox began to slide and claw himself down out of the pine tree, being careful, of course, to climb down upon the far side that Moween should not spy him. Then, like a fleet shadow, he slipped off through the thick underbrush, and following the wide swath of the mother bear's trail, he set out for her den.
Everybody knows that Nemox, the fisher, is the craftiest26, most savage27 and powerful fighter of his age in the marshes28, and most of his kindred feared him, giving him a wide berth29. Nemox belonged to the cat family, and was sometimes called "the black cat of the woods." Sinuous30 of body and not unlike his cousin the weasel, only larger, he could readily leap forty or fifty feet, and always landed, cat-like, upon his prey. To all this was added great knowledge of woodcraft and reasoning powers, for the clever fisher had easily studied out the fact that the bear had left her cubs unprotected. No wonder then that the fisher was reckoned as a terror of the marsh country, for it took the craftiest of the wild to outwit him.
In and out between the rocky ledges and tall ferns, always heading for the bear's den, travelled Nemox, and just as he drew near the spot where the little mother bear had cleverly hidden her den, he came right upon the little cubs, who were just outside the entrance of the den, and lay rolling over each other, having a regular frolic, cuffing at a swarm31 of black butterflies which fluttered about the milkweed blossoms. But the pretty sight of the round furry babies of Moween at play did not for an instant touch the cruel heart of the fisher, who merely bared his sharp teeth as he hid behind a convenient blackberry bush, watching them.
With twitching32 tail and whiskers, cat-like, the fisher began to creep stealthily towards his prey, flattening33 his lithe34 body and keeping out of sight as he crept nearer and nearer the innocent cubs. A swift dart35, and he shot straight through the air and launched himself upon one of the cubs, while the other one sat up in amazement36 and began to whimper like a frightened child. Soon Nemox was busy with tooth and nail over the limp carcass of the cub20, when suddenly his keen ear caught the sound of a stealthy pad, pad, pad; so light a footstep it was that no one but Nemox could have heard it. Instantly, fearing the return of the mother bear, Nemox left the wounded cub, for he had no notion of letting Moween, the angry mother, catch him at his cruel work, as well Nemox knew that with one blow of her great paw, armed with its lance-like claws, she could strike him to earth. He realised he would be no match for her unless he chanced to catch her napping.
So the fisher drew off, watching his chances from a safe distance, for, if the truth were known, Nemox was in some respects, unless cornered, cowardly. He slunk into the shadow of a dark ledge25, where his dark fur blended so well with the gloom that he remained completely concealed37. He realised that he had taken himself off just in time, for the next instant the tall brakes were thrust aside; but instead of the mother bear making her appearance, who should peer out but Eelemos, the fox. Very cautiously the fox came forth38 from the bushes, and peered out in rather surprised fashion upon the scene before him; the badly wounded cub, and the other one, who still whimpered and whined40 helplessly, crying for its mother. Now the fox chanced to be very hungry, and the sight of the wounded cub tempted41 him. So he crept warily42 forward, his yellow eyes all agleam, and so intent was the fox upon the coming feast that he paid no attention to the other cub's little whine39 of joy and recognition as a great, black, furry bulk fairly tore its way through the thick jungle. Mad with rage and fear Moween's little red eyes flashed with anger as she caught sight of the fox and her wounded cub, and with one great bound she was upon him, growling43 terribly, and then, before the fox could even defend himself, the mother bear had laid him low, and soon all that remained of the proud, sly fox was just a battered44 red pelt45, and a bedraggled, limp brush. Then Moween went back to attend to the little wounded cub, uttering low whines46 of distress47, and lapping it tenderly, trying to revive it.
All this time Nemox, the fisher, was peering out at her from a crack in the ledge, and he had seen the awful fate of Eelemos, the fox, and was very thankful he had got away from the den just in time. Now the fisher had not chanced to select the best spot for his hiding-place, for at the back of the ledge was the home of Unk-Wunk, the hedgehog, who had been asleep inside all the time, curled up in a round ball, until, finally, Nemox had so crowded him that he became impatient and suddenly unrolling himself, just to teach the intruder better manners, he gave him a smart slap across his sneaky pointed49 snout with his dreadful quilly tail. Nemox was so taken by surprise that, stifling50 his angry snarls51 so the mother bear might not hear him, he sneaked52 back home to the pine forest, his snout full of sharp quills, and spent most of the night spitting crossly and trying to pull them out of his burning flesh.
Next morning, bright and early, Nemox started off hunting once more. He climbed many trees looking for game, but in vain; he even found no partridges roosting down in lower branches, as usual, for already they had left their nightly haunts. At last Nemox reached the foot of a giant larch53 tree, and right in the top of its branches he spied a great loose bundle of leaves and twigs54.
"Ah," thought Nemox, "the hawks55 have a young family up there, or possibly there are eggs in the nest; so much the better," for Nemox loved eggs almost more than a young hawk56. Very hungry was Nemox by this time, so he began to climb the tree. At last he reached a limb where he could peer into the nest. He was thankful that the old hawks were away, for there were eggs in the nest. Nemox knew he must hasten, for a brooding hawk is never long away from her eggs. Flattening himself close to the limb Nemox crawled to it, and had just sampled one egg when, with a sudden, wild rush of whirling wings, the mother hawk landed right upon his back, digging her sharp talons57 into his quivering flesh, as he snarled58 and spit and tore in her grasp. Finally, with a swift twist of his agile59 body, Nemox managed to reach the throat of the hawk, and in spite of the beating wings, which nearly thrashed the breath from his body, Nemox clung and clung to the hawk's throat, until they both fell to earth. And then Nemox had his first decent meal for days, and afterwards he climbed up to the nest and finished off the eggs, which he did not forget.
Now high above the nest of the hawk, and over towards the lake, stood a lonely hemlock60 tree, its limbs broken off by storm after storm. Upon the summit of this tree Quoskh, the great blue heron, came year after year to build her nest and raise her brood. From her high nest, where she sat with the young herons, now just out of their pin-feather age, the mother heron could plainly look down upon her neighbour the hawk, and saw all the terrible tragedy which took place. She saw the dark, slim body of Nemox, the robber of the marshes, as he battled with the mother hawk, and then the end of it all. Quoskh, the heron, was afraid for her own young, so much so that for a long while afterwards she dreaded61 to leave them alone long enough to fly off after food. Soon, however, they became large enough to fly to the lake with her, and she was glad. But Quoskh never forgot about the hateful fisher, and always hoped that some day she might get the better of him.
Right in the heart of the marsh-land lay Black Lake. Spread out like a sheet of molten lead it lay, its lonely waters walled about by thick jungles of sedge and cat-tails; a desolate62 spot, seldom visited by man, but known and haunted by all the kindred of the wild. You might trace their well-worn trails through the swamp on all sides. Here came Moween, the black bear, and her one cub, for the other she had lost. The sharp teeth of Nemox had done their work. On the edge of the lake Unk-Wunk, the porcupine, loved to loaf, digging out lily roots, and towards night, when shadows crept over the water, Nemox, the fisher, would sneak48 down, hoping to trap some little wild thing.
One day about twilight63, when the little herons were half-grown, a large colony of herons came to the lake. It was approaching time for their annual colonizing64 plans, and they always meet and talk it over. Down they flocked in droves, on wide azure65 wings, calling to each other their lonely salute66, "Quoskh, quoskh." And after standing67 on the pebbly68 shore solemnly upon one foot for a while, at a signal they all began to dance a most fantastic sort of a dance, which is called "the heron dance." Many were the curious eyes watching the strange dance of the herons. Among them was Nemox, the fisher, who almost forgot to hide himself, so taken up in watching the herons was he. However, as he watched them a sudden fascinating odour came to his nostrils69 and he forgot everything else—it was catnip.
Soon he reached the bed of catnip, all silvery green leaves, sparkling with dew. He nibbled70 and ate, until finally, overcome completely by the fascinating odour, he simply lay down and rolled about, purring like a cat for sheer delight. He felt dreamy and care-free. But just as he was enjoying himself supremely71, down floated the wide wings of Quoskh, the great blue heron, and with two stabs of her sword-like beak72 she had blinded Nemox, and with her wings beaten the breath completely out of his body.
Then, triumphantly73, the heron spread her great blue wings and flew off into the twilight, calling "Quoskh, quoskh, quoskh" to her mate across the silence of the marshes.
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curiously
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maliciously
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porcupine
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forage
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prey
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burrows
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quills
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waddling
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grunting
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crafty
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furry
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cub
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cuffing
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craftiest
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savage
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marshes
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swarm
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twitching
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amazement
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growling
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pelt
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stifling
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snarls
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larch
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hawks
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