This spring when the buzzard roost began 
to break up as the mated birds separated, Bill 
and his mate went over to a big hollow stump in 
a dryer part of the swamp, that they had used as 
a nesting place for several seasons past. It was 
about eight feet high and Bill, perching on the 
rim, looked down to see what condition his 
summer house was in. There to his disgust he 
saw a couple of black and white wood-pus- 
sles, usually known as 
skunks. There was a 
small hole through the 
stump near the ground 
which the skunks used 
for a door-way, so the 
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ne. place made a very nice, 
convenient home for 
them. Now Bill knew 
what a skunk was as 
well as anybody, and 
he did not care to get 
Sn too close to one. So 
“he and his mate sat 
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