On another occasion, Father Fox found some meat which had been cut up in small pieces, and dropped beside a spring. A spring that the foxes often frequented, because the water was cool and sweet. When Father Fox had been young he had once eaten such meat which he found under similar conditions. He had only saved his life after being dreadfully sick, by his knowledge of very primitive medical methods, so now he knew better than to eat this meat. But here was another chance to give the fox family a further lesson, so he brought them with great haste to the spring and showed them the meat. The small foxes were very eager to eat the meat, but the Father Fox indicated the man scent that could be plainly discerned about it and then drove the young foxes from the scene even more savagely than he had from the man's axe, and the old steel trap.
This meat which made foxes so deadly sick was another danger, so he made it very emphatic that it was to be left alone.
One twilight in the early autumn they
