Photographing a Wild Fox 117 
fully a minute, keeping his eyes fixed on mine, and 
then turning suddenly he disappeared among the 
brakes. 
Before this I had known the fox only as a shy and 
cunning animal, but this one had shown another side. 
My attitude of friendliness towards him seemed to be 
reciprocated, and I believe that with me he had lost 
some of the fear that was so evident in his relation 
to other men. 
I was now certain that his den and family could 
not be far away; so the next morning I led the dog to 
the place where I had met the fox on the day previous. 
Almost before I had time to remove the dog’s collar 
the fox appeared, not a hundred feet away. In a 
moment the dog had sighted him, and away they 
went to the south over the old course. 
I now devoted my time to a search for the den, and 
within twenty minutes I stumbled upon it. It was 
strange that I had not found it before, as I had been 
within a few feet of it several times. The surroundings 
were picturesque about the home of the foxes. On 
the same level, the den could not be seen unless you 
were very near, but if you knew where to look for 
it, it could be seen from an elevation about fifty rods 
away across a little ravine. 
I found exactly what I had expected to find, and 
