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Mr. Frank Saves the Solstice
Bear Mountain is a
beautiful little mountain not too far from here at the end of a quiet little
valley. The bears on Bear Mountain are rather unusual, as you will soon see.
Many people don't know it, but bears celebrate a holiday at the end of the year,
called the Winter Solstice. The bears of Bear Mountain tell stories of a very
special bear on the Solstice. His name was Claus and he lived a long time ago
(many bears believe he is still alive and lives in a secret cave at the very top
of Bear Mountain).
Claus was the first bear to give gifts during the Winter Solstice celebration. Every year wearing a floppy red night cap, he would sneak into the caves of all the young bears and leave them new toys. This is the story of how Griz and an old bear who everyone called Mr. Frank saved the Solstice.
It was two days before the Solstice on Bear Mountain and things were shaping up for a very memorable solstice. That night while all the bears were asleep, a huge winter storm came howling in, the winds blew snow into the bears' caves, trees came tumbling down, and a big boulder fell over the mouth of one very special cave.
The next morning Griz's Uncle Dunk noticed that the entrance to the special cave was blocked. Just then Griz came along. "Hello, Uncle Dunk, quite a storm last night wasn't it!" he exclaimed. "It certainly was, and worst of all this cave is blocked," replied Uncle Dunk. "But nobody lives there," said Griz. "Griz, I think you are old enough to know a secret. This cave is where all the solstice presents are hidden each year, but we won't get this boulder moved till spring" said Dunk. "I will go tell the others, while you climb up to Mr. Frank's cave and tell him what has happened."
Mr. Frank lived in one of the highest caves on Bear Mountain, so Griz had a hard climb ahead of him as he set off, but he knew that if anyone could help it was Mr. Frank. Mr. Frank was a rather solitary bear, but he was famous all over the mountain for his carving and toy making. It took Griz the rest of the morning to climb to Mr. Frank's cave, and by the time he got to there he was tired and cold. Mr. Frank was busy clearing a fallen tree, but when he saw Griz he helped him into his cave to warm up. "So tell me young Griz, what's so important that it would bring you all the way up here on such a terrible day?" asked Mr. Frank. Griz told hem what had happened. "Well that is a big problem," he agreed, "but we can't have the Solstice celebration spoiled by a silly storm can we."
"Tell me, young Griz", said Mr. Frank "are you familiar with the stories of Claus and the Solstice presents?" "Every bear knows about Claus, Mr. Frank" said Griz. "Ah, but did you know that I have Claus's famous and magical red hat? I have a feeling that with your help and the help of that magical red hat we might just be able to save the Solstice celebration" said Mr. Frank with a sly grin.
Mr. Frank took Griz into his workshop and there, piled on every surface, were lots of carved wooden toys. "Now then young Griz, you start wrapping all these toys and putting them in that big sack in the corner, and I will finish making the rest of the toys we need." Griz went to work wrapping toys, but when he looked up he dropped what he was working on in surprise. There was Mr. Frank wearing a floppy little red cap and moving so fast that Griz could hardly see him. Mr. Frank smiled at him and said "I told you it was a magic hat."
By supper time everything was packed in the big sack. "How will we get everything down the mountain in the dark?" wondered Griz. "Not to worry young Griz, we have the magic hat." They loaded the big sack onto a sled outside Mr. Frank's workshop. "OK, climb aboard," said Mr. Frank. To Griz's amazement the hat began to glow and the sled started down the hill, weaving through the trees and around the rocks. Before long they were back down where the bear caves were.
The next morning when all the little bears came out of their caves looking for Solstice presents, they found Mr. Frank wearing a red hat with a big sack beside him. One after another the little bears climbed up on Mr. Frank's lap and told him what they most wanted, then Mr. Frank would reach into the sack and pull out just the perfect present. As Griz watched he smiled and thought to himself "This has been my most amazing adventure ever, and it is a story I can never tell. Is Mr. Frank really the famous Claus, living up there on the mountain all this time? Is the red hat really magical?" Griz smiled to himself again "Perhaps sometimes it is better to just believe."
Mr. Frank Wool Sculpture $39.95
