New Britain herald., 1928-09-10
By Thornton w. Burgess

Dissa come to all;
 Rich and poor and great and small
 -Old Mother Nature.
 Yowler the Bobcat wasn't finding it easy these days to get enough to eat. That is to say, he had to hunt twice as hard as ever he had hunted before. You see. there was Mrs. Fowler also hunting, not only for herself, but for two growing kittens, and two growing kittens require a lot of food. So Yowler was hunting over far wider range than he had ever been in the habit of hunting over. It seemed to him sometimes as if all the Wood Mice had left the Green Forest. It seemed to him as somewhere.
 And so in his wanderings he came over to Farmer Browns little sugar. house. among the sugar naples. He had been there before, but not often. For long time he lay hidden in the Black Shadows watching that sugar. house. He is always suspicious of anything with which man has to do. He is distrustful of everything per- tainfng to man. But he knew that Mice are not this way. He knew that Mice often lived very close to man and that they are often to be found around tho buildings of man. He knew. too, that Trader the Wood Rat liked just such place.
 My, my. but l would like to catch Trader!" thought Fowler, as he stared at that little sugar-house. "I wonder if he is living here. l don't believe there will be any dan ger in just smelling around there little"
 So Yowler very cautiously ap- preached the little sugar house. You may be sure that he was making the best use of his eyes, his ears and his nose. Every few steps he would stop 10 look and listen and smelt But there was no sign of man around that little sugar house He walked in a circle all around it at | safe distance. Then gradually he drew nearer and nearer. Pretty soon he picked up d scent which made his eyes gleam. It was the scent of Mouse. He had come across the place where Whitefoot and Mrs. Whitefoot had been.
 "Ah!" exclaimed Fowler under his breath. T thought as much. There are Mice around here. I only hope they are outside and not in- side that little house.
 Fowler has a good nose, a most excellent nose. The Mouse smell was very faint. but he could follow it. And so at last he came 10 the little hole through which Whitefoot and Mrs. Whitefoot had passed in and out of the sugar house. Fowler smelled long and carefully.
 There are Mice inside there,' said he to himself "Yes, sir, there are Nice in there. or I haven't q EobbeI tail. Perhaps they'll come out"
 So Yowler crouched close to the ground within easy jumping dis tance Of that little hole He crouch ed just as Black Pussy crouches be- side mouse hole, And there he kept perfectly still for the longest time. YoWler has patience-a great deal Of patience. He needed lt now But even patience will hold out in definitely. Though Fowler. didn't know it. of course he gave up at just the wrong time Whiiefoot and Mrs Whltefoot were just pairing to come out Had he waited five minutes longer he would have caught them. But he didn't wait He jumped up on the roof 10 see if there might not be way of getting into that sugar-house That was when he made mistake, for White foot and Mrs Whnefoot heard him
 He prowled about all over that roof Nowhere was there an open ing that he could get in. He jumped