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of concealment on the way to the house. I watched 
until the middle of the afternoon and saw nothing 
more of the old fox. 
The next day I repeated the experiment, and 
watched particularly for the appearance of the dog 
in the valley. I found that he lost the trail in about 
the same place near the creek. Some time before 
this I saw the fox coming up the creek near the den, 
which he passed, never so much as turning his head, 
and I soon lost sight of him among the ferns and low 
bushes. The dog worked the trail for some time 
longer, and finally gave it up and went to the house. 
By this time I thoroughly understood the action 
of the dog. Now I must watch for the fox. On 
the third day, as the fox and the dog started as before, 
I watched carefully the place where the dog had lost the 
trail. Two hours later I saw the fox, on his return 
trip, on the top of a stone wall at the place where the 
hound lost the trail each time. The wall at this 
point was so near the creck that the fox could jump 
from the wall to the bed of the stream. The banks 
were low for some distance, and I could see him in 
the shallow water making his way towards the den. 
As the banks became higher he was lost to view, and I 
turned the glass upon the creek, which was fully ex- 
posed near the den. In a little while he passed this 
