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delights to go far into the woods with 

 the logging teams when the snow was 

 deep, and see with my own eyes what 

 was doing. 



We could almost always find a fox 

 track near a little spring at the edge of 

 the woods. The spring was a boisterous, 

 bubbling vein of water, and did not like 

 to cease its motion, even at the touch of 

 Jack Frost. So on a warm day Mr. Fox 

 could get a drink there, although he 

 might have to eat snow during the ex- 

 tremely cold snaps. 



Where the wood-road crossed a swampy 

 bit of land and there were scrub spruces 

 and a little laurel, we usually spied the 

 triangular rabbit track, with its four paw 

 prints in a bunch. The two by two's of 

 the squirrel or weasel could be seen al- 

 most anywhere, but the weasel's track 

 was heavier than the squirrel's and you 



