. Wild animals I have known : and 200 drawings . ut straight toward me. Though in fullview, he saw me not but came up the hillwatching over his shoulder for the ten feet of me he turned and sat withhis back to me while he craned his neck andshowed an eager interest in the doings of thehound. Ranger came bawling along the trailtill he came to the running water, the killer ofscent, and here he was puzzled ; but there wasonly one thing to do : that was by going upand down both banks find where the fox hadleft the river. The fox before me shifted his position a littleto get a better v
. Wild animals I have known : and 200 drawings . ut straight toward me. Though in fullview, he saw me not but came up the hillwatching over his shoulder for the ten feet of me he turned and sat withhis back to me while he craned his neck andshowed an eager interest in the doings of thehound. Ranger came bawling along the trailtill he came to the running water, the killer ofscent, and here he was puzzled ; but there wasonly one thing to do : that was by going upand down both banks find where the fox hadleft the river. The fox before me shifted his position a littleto get a better view and watched with a mosthuman interest all the circling of the was so close that I saw the hair of hisshoulder bristle a little when the dog came insight. I could see the jumping of his heart on hisribs, and the gleam of his yellow eye. When thedog was wholly baulked by the water trick, itwas comical to see:—he could not sit still, butrocked up and down in glee, and reared on hishind feet to get a better view of the slow-plod- 209. The Springfield Fox ding hound. With mouth opened nearly tohis ears, though not at all winded, he pantednoisily for a moment, or rather he laughedgleefully, just as a dog laughs by grinning andpanting. Old Scarface wriggled in huge enjoyment asthe hound puzzled over the trail so long thatwhen he did find it, it was so stale he couldbarely follow it, and did not feel justified intonguing on it at all. As soon as the hound was working up thehill, the fox quietly went into the woods. Ihad been sitting in plain view only ten feetaway, but I had the wind and kept still andthe fox never knew that his life had for twentyminutes been in the power of the foe he mostfeared. Ranger also would have passed me asnear as the fox, but I spoke to him, and with alittle nervous start he quit the trail and lookingsheepish lay down by my feet. This little comedy was played with variationsfor several days, but it was all in plain viewfrom the house across th
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