Chapter Eight
Now on the appointed day The Family of Fox gathered at The Old
Fox's home, and these were the brothers that came and their
families.
2 Now there was Trusting Fox, and his mates, Mountain Glory
Turtle, Shining Boar, Valley Blossom Crow. And his sons, Gray
Fox, Angry Fox, Little Bold Fox. And his daughters, Little
Mountain Glory Fox, Yellow Blossom Fox, and a daughter who is not
remembered.
3 Then there was Silver Fox, and his mates Bay Blossom Boar,
Valley Blossom Turtle, and Little Blossom Hawk. And his sons,
Little Shy Fox, Three-Toed Fox, Screaming Fox, and a son who is
not remembered. And his daughters, Little Bay Blossom Fox, Little
Yellow Blossom Fox.
4 Shy Fox, and his mates Yellow Blossom Crow and Morning Glory
Hawk, and their sons, Little Trusting Fox, Little Silver Fox,
Lame Fox, and their daughters, Valley Blossom Fox, Stream Blossom
Fox, and Thorn Blossom. And a daughter that is not remembered.
5 Bold Fox and his mates Mountain Glory Crow and Sweet Blossom
Dove. His sons, Little Sure Fox, and Red Fox. Their daugters,
Gray Blossom Fox and Little Sweet Blossom Fox.
6 Sorrowful Fox, and his mate Bay Blossom Turtle, his sons,
Little Trusting Fox, Dreaming Fox, and a daughter who is not
remembered.
7 Plus all those that came brought many servants and slaves also.
And those that were already there of The Old Fox's Family were
his mates Tear Blossom Deer, Yellow Blossom Dove, and Mountain
Glory Crow. His sons, Gray Fox, Sure Hands, and a son who is not
remembered. His daughters, Little Sweet Blossom Fox, Thorn
Blossom Fox, and two daughters that are not remembered, plus all
their servants and slaves.
8 There was such a crowd about the house, that the neighbors
thought there was a wedding or a funeral, wondered why they had
not been invited.
9 The little family temple was so crowded on Fifth Day, that the
daughters and servants had to stand around outside and listen
through the windows!
10 Now, many had heard The Old Fox's tales before, but now he
spoke them with such authority, with such sureness, that no one
doubted his sincerity. And when he told of The Dreams and The
Laws that Spirit had given him, they began to discuss back and
forth what they should do. Should they forsake the gods....turn
to this new form of worship?
11 Now, Trusting Fox, The Old Fox's eldest brother rose.
"Now, my brother," he said, "if you could prove to
me without doubt, that you have spoken with our father, and he
has told you these things, then surely I would believe it is
true. But how can you prove beyond any doubt, that our father
speaks to you and our brother, also?"
12 The Old Fox hesitated, as if he were listening to someone else
speaking, then smiled. "There is a secret," he said,
"known only by you and our father. In my room of this house,
which was once your room, there is a secret hiding place. A board
in the floor may be pushed down and the foot-board of the door
slid aside, revealing a hiding place. Nobody knew of this hiding
place but you and our father. Oftentimes, he would hide gifts in
it for you. Now just before his death, our father brought you a
scroll of your favorite poems and put it in your hiding place.
But he died suddenly, before you returned from a journey and did
not get to tell you of it. And to this day, you have never
thought to look in the hiding place. The scroll is still there,
even now."
13 Trusting Fox looked as if he would fait away. He turned
suddenly, and rushed from the Temple. For many minutes, those
there murmured, while he was gone. Then, suddenly, he burst
through the door, holding up a small scroll! "It's
true!" he cried, "It's true! It was there, covered with
the dust of the years. No one could have known but our father. It
is certainly proof, indeed."
14 Sorrowful Fox rose. "It is proof that our brother can see
into our minds," he objected "and knows our secrets,
but it does not prove that he speaks with our father. I still say
it is not true!"
15 Shy Fox rose. "But it does," he argued. "It
does, beyond doubt. Our elder brother could have seen in Trusting
Fox's mind about the hiding place, but no one but our father knew
about the scroll; I know I didn't! Did anyone else?"
16 "It is true!" Trusting Fox again announced. "I
believe! I believe in Spirit! I believe in The Lords!"
17 Many began to speak in agreement. Now, Little Shy Fox rose.
"Uncle," he said, "I have no secret hiding places.
How can The Lords prove to me that They are real?"
18 "But you dream dreams," The Old Fox answered,
pointing at him.
19 "Dreams?" his nephew answered. "I have told no
one of my dreams!"
20 "But The Lords know," The Old Fox told him,
"and They know the meaning of it, also. Now, this is The
Dream you have dreamed...You come to the temple of Tr to worship,
and at the altar fire you stop and look up at the great statue of
Tr, when suddenly, though there is a good roof on the temple,
rain begins to pour down on the statue. It quickly extinguishes
the altar fire, and before your eyes the statue is melted down,
and you see inside a small, insignificant man in bright clothes,
saying over and over again, 'I am a god. Worship me!' as he
struts about with much vanity.
21 Now, this is the meaning of the Dream. The rain is The Word of
Spirit, revealing the truth of the gods. And the Dream was given
you, that your heart may be sure about The Lords."
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