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Eagle Eye marked some trees, so that he might find the place again.

Then he started to return to the river bank where he had left his canoe.

Snow had fallen, and everything was white. Eagle Eye could not find the canoe.

"I am lost!" cried Eagle Eye. "If only there were some way of finding my canoe!" Just then he saw a rabbit peering out from behind the stump of a tree.

"O Brother Rabbit!" called Eagle Eye. "How glad I am to see you! I am lost. I cannot find the river bank.'

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"Let me lead the way," Brother Rabbit replied. "If you will watch my dark fur against the snow, you can easily follow close behind me."

So Brother Rabbit hopped along, and Eagle Eye, watching the dark fur against the snow, followed close behind.

At last they reached the river bank, and there they found Eagle Eye's canoe.

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Eagle Eye pushed the canoe into the water and stepped in.

Before he paddled away he said, "You have saved my life, Brother Rabbit. Hereafter your brown fur shall be white when the cold winter comes. Then no one will see your body against the snow, and you will always be safe."

The rabbit turned pure white.

He looked like a ball of snow beside the bushes.

Then Eagle Eye smiled.

Your enemies will have a long chase after this," he said, "before they will find Brother Rabbit!

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After many days, Eagle Eye reached his home once more.

The chief told his people that he had followed the footprints of deer, and had found where the animals lived.

The Indians went with Eagle Eye after the deer, and soon they had plenty of food.

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A little fairy comes at night,

Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown, With silver spots upon her wings,

And from the moon she flutters down.

She has a little silver wand,

And when a good child goes to bed, She waves her hand from right to left, And makes a circle round its head.

And then it dreams of pleasant things-
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear delicious fruit,
And bow their branches at a wish.

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Of arbors filled with dainty scents From lovely flowers that never fade; Bright flies that glitter in the sun,

And glowworms shining in the shade.

And talking birds with gifted tongues, For singing songs and telling tales,

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