. Animal snapshots and how made . n, was allowed to enter the room, and, asusual, he at once began his tour of investigation^Jim soon discovered the pan. He was a young rac-coon, and to my knowledge had never seen a fishbefore, and had never even been mussel about the pan he watched the fishes verycarefully for a minute or more, but since no advan-tage could be gained by this procedure, he sat downand, putting one paw upon the edge of the pan, triedto grab the fish with the other, but did not lack of success seemed only to spur him onto greater enthusiasm; his next
. Animal snapshots and how made . n, was allowed to enter the room, and, asusual, he at once began his tour of investigation^Jim soon discovered the pan. He was a young rac-coon, and to my knowledge had never seen a fishbefore, and had never even been mussel about the pan he watched the fishes verycarefully for a minute or more, but since no advan-tage could be gained by this procedure, he sat downand, putting one paw upon the edge of the pan, triedto grab the fish with the other, but did not lack of success seemed only to spur him onto greater enthusiasm; his next attempt being tograsp a fish with both paws, but the fish slipped away;then he used one paw as a scoop and triumphantlylanded a fish, which he at once devoured. Returningfor the second, he landed it in the same manner asbefore. After this he always used this effectivemethod of angling. A few years later I had an opportunity to experi-ment in the fishing way with another pet of our neighbors caught an old raccoon, and. M (4U ooou <! The Raccoon 53 the veteran fished with his paws in the same man-ner as did our pet Jim. But though the raccoon may enjoy fishing, hisfestival season is when the corn is in the milk. It isthis fondness for the corn that has brought downupon his luckless head the vengeance of the a cornfield has been located by the raccoonsthey visit it nightly, whether in bright moonlight orin the drizzling rain, until the corn is well expert are they in stripping the husks from theear, using their fore paws as we use our hands. In the green-corn season I have often heard what Isupposed to be the call of the raccoon, perhaps asummons to meet at some common place of vibratory cry seemed to pierce the thick gloomas it came from the forest, field, or near by orchard,the rallying-call gradually lessening as the variousclans met; and when it entirely ceased we imaginedthat they were busy stripping the husks from thene
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