Whitefoot the Wood Mouse by Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo) Burgess
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he was doing now, -- sitting perfectly still. Just before he had
alighted on that stump he had seen something move at the entrance to a little round hole in the snow. He was sure of it. "A Mouse," thought Whitey, and alighted on that stump. "He saw me flying, but he'll forget about it after a while and will come out again. He won't see me then if I don't move. And I won't move until he is far enough from that hole for me to catch him before he can get back to it." So the two watchers in white sat without moving for the longest time, one watching for a dinner and the other watching the other watcher. CHAPTER XI: Jumper Is In Doubt When doubtful what course to pursue 'Tis sometimes best to nothing do. - Whitefoot. Jumper the Hare was beginning to feel easier in his mind. He was no longer shaking inside. In fact, he was beginning to feel quite safe. There he was in plain sight of Whitey the Snowy Owl, sitting motionless on a stump only a short distance away, yet Whitey hadn't seen him. Whitey had looked straight at him many times, but because Jumper had not moved so much as a hair Whitey had mistaken him for a little heap of snow. "All I have to do is to keep right on sitting perfectly still, and |
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