WhitefoothadspentthewinterundisturbedinFarmerBrown’ssugar-house. Hehadalmostforgottenthemeaningoffear. Hehadcometolookonthatsugar-houseasbelongingtohim. Itwasn’tuntilFarmerBrown’sboycameovertopreparethingsforsugaringthatWhitefootgotasinglerealfright. TheinstantFarmerBrown’sboyopenedthedoor,Whitefootscampereddownunderthepileofwoodtohissnuglittlenest,andtherehelay,listeningtothestrangesounds. Atlasthecouldstanditnolongerandcrepttoaplacewherehecouldpeepoutandseewhatwasgoingon. Itdidn’ttakehimlongtodiscoverthatthisgreattwo-leggedcreaturewasnotlookingforhim,andrightawayhefeltbetter. AfterawhileFarmerBrown’sboywentaway,andWhitefoothadthelittlesugar-housetohimselfagain. ButFarmerBrown’sboyhadcarelesslyleftthedoorwideopen.Whitefootdidn’tlikethatopendoor.Itmadehimnervous. Therewasnothingtopreventthosewhohunthimfromwalkingrightin. SotherestofthatnightWhitefootfeltuncomfortableandanxious. HefeltstillmoreanxiouswhennextdayFarmerBrown’sboyreturnedandbecameverybusyputtingthingstoright. ThenFarmerBrownhimselfcameandstrangethingsbegantohappen.Itbecameaswarmasinsummer. YouseeFarmerBrownhadbuiltafireundertheevaporator. Whitefoot’scuriositykepthimataplacewherehecouldpeepoutandwatchallthatwasdone. HesawFarmerBrownandFarmerBrown’sboypourpailsofsapintoagreatpan. Byandbyadeliciousodorfilledthesugar-house. Itdidn’ttakehimagreatwhiletodiscoverthatthesetwo-leggedcreaturesweresobusythathehadnothingtofearfromthem,andsohecreptouttowatch. Hesawthemdrawthegoldensyrupfromoneendoftheevaporatorandfillshiningtincanswithit.Dayafterdaytheydidthesamething. Atnightwhentheyhadleftandallwasquietinsidethesugar-house,Whitefootstoleoutandfounddeliciouscrumbswheretheyhadeatentheirlunch. Hetastedthatthickgoldenstuffandfounditsweetandgood. Laterhewatchedthemmakesugarandnearlymadehimselfsickthatnightwhentheyhadgonehome,fortheyhadleftsomeofthatsugarwherehecouldgetatit. Hedidn’tunderstandthesequeerdoingsatall.Buthewasnolongerafraid. 
