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<h3>THE FOXES' WEDDING</h3>
<p>Once upon a time there was a young white fox, whose name was
Fukuyémon. When he had reached the fitting age, he
shaved off his forelock<SPAN id="footnotetag55"
name="footnotetag55"></SPAN><SPAN href="#footnote55"><sup>55</sup></SPAN>
and began to think of taking to himself a beautiful bride.
The old fox, his father, resolved to give up his inheritance
to his son,<SPAN id="footnotetag56"
name="footnotetag56"></SPAN><SPAN href="#footnote56"><sup>56</sup></SPAN>
and retired into private life; so the young fox, in
gratitude for this, laboured hard and earnestly to increase
his patrimony. Now it happened that in a famous old family
of foxes there was a beautiful young lady-fox, with such
lovely fur that the fame of her jewel-like charms was spread
far and wide. The young white fox, who had heard of this,
was bent on making her his wife, and a meeting was arranged
between them. There was not a fault to be found on either
side; so the preliminaries were settled, and the wedding
presents sent from the bridegroom to the bride's house, with
congratulatory speeches from the messenger, which were duly
acknowledged by the person deputed to receive the gifts; the
bearers, of course, received the customary fee in copper
cash.</p>
<p>When the ceremonies had been concluded, an auspicious day
was chosen for the bride to go to her husband's house, and she
was carried off in solemn procession during a shower of rain,
the sun shining all the while.<SPAN id="footnotetag57"
name="footnotetag57"></SPAN><SPAN href="#footnote57"><sup>57</sup></SPAN>
After the ceremonies of drinking wine had been gone through,
the bride changed her dress, and the wedding was concluded,
without let or hindrance, amid singing and dancing and
merry-making.</p>
<p>The bride and bridegroom lived lovingly together, and a
litter of little foxes were born to them, to the great joy of
the old grandsire, who treated the little cubs as tenderly as
if they had been butterflies or flowers. "They're the very
image of their old grandfather," said he, as proud as possible.
"As for medicine, bless them, they're so healthy that they'll
never need a copper coin's worth!"</p>
<p>As soon as they were old enough, they were carried off to
the temple of Inari Sama, the patron saint of foxes, and the
old grand-parents prayed that they might be delivered from dogs
and all the other ills to which fox flesh is heir.</p>
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<p>In this way the white fox by degrees waxed old and
prosperous, <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page156" id="page156"></SPAN></span> and his children, year by
year, became more and more numerous around him; so that,
happy in his family and his business, every recurring spring
brought him fresh cause for joy.
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