lors faded. The stars began to twinkle, but the twins did
not move. Nip and Tup ran races on the ice, and rolled over each other
and barked.

At last--all of a sudden--there was a fearful jerk on Monnie's line! It
took her by surprise. The little rod flew right out of her hands!
Monnie flung herself on her stomach on the ice and caught the rod just
as it was going down the hole! She held on hard and pulled like
everything.

"I believe I've caught a whale," she panted.

But she never let go! She got herself right side up on the ice,
somehow, and pulled and pulled on her line.

"Let me pull him in!" cried Menie. He tried to take her rod.

"Get away," screamed Monnie. "I'll pull in my own fish."

Menie danced up and down with excitement, still holding his own rod.
The pups danced and barked too. Monnie never looked at any of them. She
kept her eyes fixed on the hole and pulled.

At last she shrieked, "I've got him, I've got him!" And up through the
hole came a great big codfish!

My! how he did flop around on the ice! Nip and Tup were scared. They
ran for home at the first flop.

"Let's go home now," said Monnie. "I want to show my fine big fish to
Mother."

But Menie said, "Wait a little longer till I catch one! I'll give you
one eye out of my fish if you will."

Monnie waited. She put another piece of meat on her hook and dropped it
again into the hole. After a while she said, "You can keep your old eye
if you get it. It's so dark the fish can't see to get themselves caught
anyway. I'm cold. I'm going home."

Menie got up very slowly and pulled up his line.

As they turned toward the shore, Monnie cried out, "Look, look! The sky
is on fire!" It looked like it, truly!

Great white streamers were flashing from the Edge of the World, clear
up into the sky! They danced like flames. Sometimes they shot long
banners of blue or green fire up to the very stars. Overhead the sky
shone red as blood. The stars seemed blotted out.

The twins had seen many wonderful things in the sky, but never such
color as this. Their eyes grew as round and big and popping as those of
Monnie's codfish, while they watched the long banners join themselves
into a great waving curtain of color that hung clear across the heavens.

"What is it? Oh, what is it?" they gasped. They were too astonished to
move, and they were a good deal frightened, too. They never knew the
sky could act like that.

Monnie felt her black hair rise under