Western field . othing save the marks on the faceof the boulder where the lionsgreat claws had gathered togetheras he leaped down into the trail tofollow the unsuspecting one home-ward. Against this the cat had reared itself, anddrawing its claws downward, scarred thebark repeatedly with its sharp nails. Alwaysthe cuts were downward, telling to all theworld that the greatest of the cat tribe hadpassed that way. A grizzly, rising on hismighty hams, would have marked the treetrunk crosswise, and no other cat couldreach so high as this, though many a lynxhad tried, even since the puma had come an
Western field . othing save the marks on the faceof the boulder where the lionsgreat claws had gathered togetheras he leaped down into the trail tofollow the unsuspecting one home-ward. Against this the cat had reared itself, anddrawing its claws downward, scarred thebark repeatedly with its sharp nails. Alwaysthe cuts were downward, telling to all theworld that the greatest of the cat tribe hadpassed that way. A grizzly, rising on hismighty hams, would have marked the treetrunk crosswise, and no other cat couldreach so high as this, though many a lynxhad tried, even since the puma had come andgone, for the tale was told in the cuttingand marking of the lower bark of the oldtrunk. Here the man paused and looked atthe sun. Fast toward the west it sank, andhome was many miles back over the , too, he seemed to be seized with asudden desire to possess this king among thecats and to have come upon a plan, here atthe base of the old tree, whereby he mighttake him, dead or aliveit mattered little. HE HAD CIRCLED THE CABINAGAIN AND AGAIN. ,^.
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