She grumbled, and whimpered, and seemed to be having uneasy dreams for a day or two.

At last she half woke up--or perhaps a little more than half.

Then a little furry cub was born to her.

She was just about wide enough awake to tell him how glad she was to see him and have him with her, and to lick him tenderly for a while, and to get him nursing comfortably.

When she had quite satisfied herself that he was a cub to do her credit, she dozed off to sleep again without any anxiety whatever.