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Show (IS? Daddy's Li2Eveiii0 Faity Tale, yAARY GRAHAM BONNER A COYOTE MATE It was all very well for people to talk of happiness, but they did not know as much about it as Mother Coyote. In the first place there was her mate. He was so devoted. He stood guard outside the den far enough from It so that he could mislead those who wanted want-ed to find out where It was. He could get food for his family and he was so unselfish. No matter how tired he was he was always ready to help Mother Coyote and the babies. Even when he had hurt himself at one time he did not think about that but only of how he could keep the little ones safe, and so keep Mother Coyote from worrying and fretting herself and making her dear little coyote self unhappy, as she would have done had harm befallen them. Once they had had to move. It was nil very well to love the old home den. They did not want to move. They hated leaving the dear, familiar famil-iar sights which they had grown to love. They, too, loved their home. They did cot want another. They were not restless, nor anxious to move. It was a nuisance especially espe-cially when they had boen so contented in the old home. They were not anxious for change of view or anything of that sort. They did not want a bigger place they did not dream of a great palace home. But they had had to move, as their home had been discovered discovered by enemies and they knew they would no longer be safe. That was why they had moved. But It had not made Mr. Coyote cranky even though he had had a slight accident in saving one of the children who had fallen In a stream where there was a rapid current. He had hurt himself and tired himself him-self all out in saving the child. There were four others, but the fifth was just as important and dear as any of them. And It hadn't mattered how Mr. Coyote had felt himself. He had seen the look In Mother Coyote's eyes as she had scrambled after the others to keep anything like that from happening happen-ing to them. Yes, he had seen that look in her eyes and he had said to her with his Mother Coyote Had No Complaint. eyes for he needed all his strength to save the little one "I will save him for you, little Mother Coyote." And he had. Oh, yes, others could talk of happiness. happi-ness. Others could talk of riches. Others could talk of travels and adventures ad-ventures and great experiences. The coyotes, too, could talk of travels trav-els and of adventures and of great experiences. They, too, could talk of happiness. They, too, could talk of riches. For they had riches which were so wonderful they had each other and a nice new den home which seemed to be perfectly safe. : Mother Coyote had no complaint to make. It was a beautiful world. There were her five lovely babies. And thre was her mate, her coyote mate, who never thought of himself, but only of her and of the 'babies, dear, loyal, brave, plucky little coyote that he was. lie was a coyote mate of whom any little coyote could be very, very proud. |