OUT-DOOR COOKEllY 81 



''What is tliat — a Skunk?" asked Olive, as some- 

 thing black and white ran across the road. " It is 

 striped so that it hardly shows in the moonlight." 



" Yes ; a Skunk, or rather what Tommy Anne calls 

 a 'Scent Cat.' There is a great deal of argument as 

 to whether its black and wliite coat protects it or not." 



" I should say that it certainly did protect it on 

 moonliglit nights, but not on very dark nights," said 

 Uv. lilake. 



" I shouldn't think tliat would count ; on dark nights 

 you couldn't see it at all — only smell it," said Dodo, 

 and then every one laughed at her matter-of-fact way 

 of looking at things. 



Between talking and listening to the strange sounds 

 of night, it seemed but a short drive home. They 

 left Rap at his gate, and soon the lamp on the porch 

 at the farm was making their eyes blink, and when the 

 children were unwrapped from their blankets. Dodo 

 was really asleep in her bag. 



" I might as well be sleepy now as not," she mur- 

 inured, as her father lifted her down, " because we 

 can't begin to fix our camp until next Saturday, can 

 we ? " 



" Neigh, n-e-i-g-h I " snorted Tom and Jerry, know- 

 ing their supper was waiting for them at the barn, 

 but Dodo was so sleepy that she thought they were 

 answeriuQf her. 



