“‘Little Bear,’ said Cassiopeia, ‘did you do it?’
“Little Bear’s eyes danced with delight; then he buried his nose in Cassiopeia’s dress.
“‘Of course he did,’ said Perseus. ‘We saw him hunting for them.’
“‘But what is it for?’ she insisted.
“‘I know—I know!’ cried Draco. ‘Don’t you know what night thith ith? It’th the night Little Bear got hith Thtar!’
“‘And he means it instead of a birthday!’ cried Cassiopeia. ‘Don’t you remember? We said we’d keep it if we knew when it was.’
“Andromeda was on her knees beside Little Bear, her arms around him, when Orion and the Pleiades girls arrived—each with a little green meteor—to know what it meant. Then how they did chatter!—a regular Star People’s chorus.
“‘Now, wasn’t that the cleverest Little Bear you ever heard of?’ said Maia. ‘Just think of his picking them all with his little nose, for us.’
“‘And tucking them in where we’d be sure to find them,’ said Alcyone.
“‘I wish I’d seen him traveling back and forth while we were asleep,’ said Orion. ‘How many times do you suppose he went through my garden?’