San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1925-10-30
Foxy Crandpa's
Stories
They See a Mother Fight for
Her Baby.

-Let's get out on that rock and look
at the view" suggested Bobby, as we
climbed up q high mountain out in
Montana.
1T will be a job for me, Bobby
laughed. you have to be a noun
taingoat or an antelope to climb those
mountains. But I'll try"
Ont on the rock we scrambled, but
it was worth it, for there before US
stretched a great valley. We sat
down to enjoy the beauty of the view
and l lit my pipe.
How still it was and how restful.
thought as L sat there and looked
at the great mountains what uuim- !
portant little creatures we were. Big
mountains always make me feel that
way.
We were sitting there very quietly.
The only noises we heard were the
stones which Bobby was throwing
down into the chasm below us.
Very gently Bunny pulled my
sleeve. i turned around and there he
was with his paw up to his mouth. BE .
didn't even say 'Hark," but simply
pointed.
/ looked to where his paw directed,
and then 1 gently pulled Bobby's arm
which was raised to let go another {
stone.
We never moved a muscle, for there
on a crag right across a deep ra-
vine from us was an antelope. And
beside her was fawn-her baby, and
the cutest little fellow you ever saw in
all your life.
The r,otba, ,r-os Iy-;pc dou-r opJ tha
baby was frisking around her just the
way kitten plays around its mother.
What n sight. How fortunate we
were. We sat spellbound as we
watched this wonderful pair and saw
the love and affection which they had
for each other. For every once-in-a-
while the baby would run up to his
mother and snuggle up against her and
she would rub her nose against his
soft little body and give him gentle
lick with her tongue.
Then it happened. / don't know
where he came from or how long he
had been hungrily looking at the pair.
Perhaps for a long while, and we had
been too busy to even glance up at the
sky.
But n tremendous golden eagle came
very near the antelope and her baby
and commenced circling around over
their heads.
The mother grew nervous and look
ed around to see where TO jump with
her baby, but before she could do
anything the great bird swooped
down on them and made for the
baby.
:. IT, C.ong,, ~ .ko,,toI naLhv
"Help her! Help her"
But there was nothing to do. We
couldn't get across to the crag where
they were and 1 didn't have my gun
with me, because in this case. although
l would have tried not TO hit the mag
nificent bird, / would most certainly
have shot at him. Why hadn't / my
gun on my hip, when 1 started up
that mountain? l had left it in the
car.
Then the battle started. The eagle
rose again and then swooped down to-
wards the baby.
The mother antelope rose on her
hind legs and paved at the eagle.
They fought and they fought. The
feathers of the eagle rose in cloud
and fluttered off down the canyon. Up
again and on her hind legs paving
at the eagle with her sharp hoofs
fought this brave mother.
For quite while this desperate
fight lasted and finally the eagle flew
off, slowly and we noticed that one of
his wings dropped and fluttered
lamely.
"Good!" we cried.
Foxy Grandpa" said Bunny,
"let me get into your pocket. That
eagle might have seen me and win tell
his mate. I'd do just as well for their
supper as a baby antelope"
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