The Birmingham age-herald., 1922-02-27
BURGESS BED-
 TIME STORIES
WHITEFooTvs DREADFUL
 JOURNEY
B. THORNTON W. BURGESS


 JOURNEY
 Danger may he anywhere,
 So look for 1t everywhere
 -Whitefoot the Wood Mouse.
 whitefoot the Wood Mouse was ter ribiy frightened. Yes. sir. he was terribly frightened It was long. long time since he had been as fright ened as he now was- He is used to flights. is whitefoot He has them every day and every night. But usu- ally they are sudden frights, quickly over and as quickly forgotten.
 This Fright was different. You see, Whitefoot had caught a glimpse of Shadow the Weasel. Shadow was dodging Whxtey the Snowy Owl. Whitefoot was sure that Shadow " would escape and he knew that even though Shadow should be driven some distance away. he would return just as soon as the way was clear. And he knew that if Shadow did re- turn he would be sure to find the little round holes in the snow that led down to Whitefoot's private little tunnels underneath.
 The only thing for Whftefoot to do was to get just as far from that place as he could before Shadow should return And so poor little Whitefoot started out on a journey that was to take him he knew not where All he could do was to go and go and go until he could find a safe hiding place.
 My. my. but that was a dreadful a<.f Whitefpot's heart seemed to jump right up in his throat. Every time he saw a moving shadow, and the branches of the trees moving in the wind were constantly making moving shadows on the snow, he lodged be- hind tree trunk or under piece of bark or wherever he could find a hid ing place.
 You see. Whitefoot has so many enemies always looking for him that he always hides whenever he sees anything moving. When at home he is forever lodging in and ont of his hiding places. So, because e<erythine was strange to him. and because of the great fear of Shadow the Wease, he suspected everything that moved and every sound he heard. For a long way no one Saw him, for no one was about. Yet all that way whitefoot twisted and dodged and darted from place to place and was just as badly frightened as if there had been enc mics all about.
 "Oh. deari Or, dear me~' he kent raving over and over to himself. Wherever shall I go7 Whatever shall do? However shall get enough to eat? I won't dare 20 back to get food from my little store houses. and I shall have to live in a. strange place where won't know where to look for food I am getting tired. My legs ache. I'm getting hun sry- I want my rice. warm, soft bed Oh. dear. Oh dear, Oh. dear mev'
 But in spite If his frights White foot kept on. You see, he was more afraid to ston than he was to go on He just had ito lEet as far from Shadow the Weasel es he could. Re ing such little fellow what woulJ be short distance for you or is a long distance for whitefoot. And so that tourney was to him very long indeed. Of course. 1t seemed longer because of the constant frights which came one right after another. Ii reaIiv was a terrible tourney. Yet. if he had only known 1t there wasn't a thine along the whole way to be afraid of. Ton know if often han pens that people are frightened more hv what people don't know than by what they do know z Copyright. 1922. by T. W Burgess.)