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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