midday
After a while little Ta-la-pus fell asleep , and when he awoke , dawn was just breaking . Someone had covered him with a beautiful , white , new blanket , and as his young eyes opened they looked straight into the kindly face of the great Squamish chief . `` We are all aweary , ` Tenas Tyee ' -LRB- Little Chief -RRB- , '' he said . `` The dancers are tired , and we shall all sleep until the sun reaches midday , but my guests cry for one more dance before sunrise . Will you dance for us , oh , little Ta-la-pus ? '' The boy sprang up , every muscle and sinew and nerve on the alert . The moment of his triumph or failure had come .