the fish of the stream and the fowls of 

 the air his lawful prey. To sustain life he 

 sharpens his wits and practises patience 

 and cunning. He did not kill for sport, 

 as man frequently does, but for meat. 



*' All other creatures do the same," 

 you say. 



The weaker animals are meat for the 

 stronger, and only the strongest of the 

 strong survive, in the battle for life. 



Ah, Mr. Raccoon, we will have to 

 pronounce you not guilty of murder, 

 upon that score. You were merely 

 seeking your supper, like any other gen- 

 tleman. Go your way, but beware of 

 the trap at the edge of the corn-field, and 

 the hunters over the hill. A coon sup- 

 per may be planned in the autumn, and 

 he who dined upon Mrs. Golden-winged 

 Woodpecker may tickle the hunter's 

 palate. 



