Evening star., 1936-07-20
NV THORNTON w. BURGESS.
In judging others. II you're wise
hou Ii old Mother Nature.

~HE young daughter OF = Reaoy eaoy
Fox. the one who had Deen
called the Weakling, but VINO
was no longer weak, was run
hing for her life. 1t was her f1rst
experience in running for her life. IL
was the first time Dog had been on
her trail, She knew nothing ABOUT
Dogs. for this was her first meetlng
with one, However, the mere Souno
of his voice as he followed her trail
was enough to tell her that here was
one of the enemies she had most 10
fear. Little shivers ran all over her
as she heard the eager baying OF that
Hound. They were little shivers OF
fear but mingled with them were little
thrills OF excitement.
Now the Weakling, for that is what
we will have to call her, was the small
est of the eight young Foxes who had
gone out into the Great World, but
she was one of the smartest. The
proof of that lay in the fact that sne
was not now running straight for her
new home, which she shared with her
sister, the Timid One. The latter had
made straight for it the instant they
had discovered that that Dog was on
their traial, but the Weakling had
waited while her sister ran ahead.
1T won't do to let that fellow know
where we live" thought she. THAT
would be a mistake. Yes, sir, it would
be a mistake to lead an enemy straight
home. I'll try to lead him of some
where and then fool him. I guess ne
won't be very hard to fool"
Now this was where the young Fox
was mistaken. You see, she didn't
know anything about the wonderful
nose that a Hound has. In games
with her brothers and sisters before
they had left home she had some
times fooled them by breaking her
trail with long Jump OF to one side.
She felt that she could do the same
thing with this Dog. So, after while,
she tried it. She made a long jump
of to one side, jumping just as far
as she could. Then she made another
dong Jump, ran a little way and sat
down to listen. The steady baying OF
the Hound ceased. The young Fox
srinned.
1T thought that would do it," said
hhe.
There were a couple of impatient
selps from the Dog. One didn't need
to know Dog language to understand
that that Hound was puzzled and i'm
patient. Then the voice of the Dog
rang out full and strong again. He
had found the spot where the young
Fox had landed when she made the
first Jump. She was startled. She got
to her feet, ready to run, but waited
TO see II he would find where she had
landed after her second jump. She
didn't have to wait but moment.
You see, that Dog knew his business.
He had simply crcled about and had
picked up her trail halfway between
where it began and where she was
waiting. My, how she ran then! That
Dog was too near for comfort. She
was scared little Fox. Yes, sir, she
fast that she soon left the Dog far
behind. You see, he wasn't a particu-
larly fast runner. Then, too, he kept
losing the trail, such as it was. He
was a young Dog and in his eagerness
ne would overrun where the young
Fox had made quick turn.
Presently the young Fox sat down
TO rest, and as she rested she listened
to the voice Of that Dog, and she was
smart enough to understand just what
had happened each time he overran
the trail. She was smart enough to
understand, too, just what that Dog
did to find the trail again.
TT isn't going to be so easy to get
rid Of that Dog as I had thought it
would be-" said she to herself. "And
I've got to get rid of him! I Ger
tainly have got to break that trail,
for if I don't he'll tire me out. OF