mates in the wild creatures of the wood. The gentle, soft eyed deer would feed from her hand, and the wild birds would come at her musical call; for she knew their language and loved them well.
Golden Hair had never wandered far into the forest. But one day in the early autumn time, as she was gathering bright leaves and golden rod, she strayed farther than she knew and came upon a lonely, gray cabin under the mighty trees. A slab of wood beside the half open door told who lived within:
"Papa Bear, Mama Bear, and the Tiny Bear."
"So this is where the jolly bears live!" said Golden Hair as he knocked upon the door. "I want to meet them."