JUNIOR NATURALIST MONTHLY. 



DOGS. 



As I walk through winter woods I often think of the time when 

 white men did not Hve here; when forests were dense and wild; and 

 when wolves ran howling on their way through the long, cold nights. 

 But that was long ago. Probably not many of our boys and girls 

 have ever heard or seen a wolf, unless he was a captive. Where 

 have they gone, these wild dog-like animals, and why have they gone? 



Foxes, near relatives of wolves, are not so rare. Have you ever 

 seen one traveling along his solitary way? I say solitary way, 

 because, as you know, foxes do not hunt in packs as do the wolves. 



Fig. 1. — Red fox. 



If you live on a farm, perhaps you can tell of a visit a fox has 

 made to your home and whether or no you enjoyed having him there. 



We may not be able to see wolves and foxes, but almost ever}'- 

 where and every day we can see their tame relations, — dogs. I like 

 the large dogs best: — St. Bernards, mastiffs, great Danes, collies and 

 the like; yet some very small dogs have taken a large place in my 

 life. 



Now, every one of our boys and girls can tell a dog story and Uncle 

 John will be glad to hear it ; but there is something more we want you 



