72 WILD BROTHER 



of the tripod, looking for the bulb, and had just 

 discovered it when I appeared. With another cam- 

 era focused upon him, I shouted abruptly, to stop 

 him ; and in the picture that I took, his expression 

 indicates that he is alert for any emergency to 

 turn and run, or stand and dodge a boot or boot- 

 jack or anything that might come his way. 



When we went to the farmhouse to get our 

 meals, Bruno generally followed along behind, 

 although he usually encountered adversity in the 

 form of a brown spaniel that lived on the farm and 

 that loved to plague him. The pathway was lined 

 by a row of hardwood trees planted at regular 

 intervals. From behind one of these the dog would 

 sometimes rush out, and the cub, yapping and 

 snorting with fright, would gallop to a place of 

 safety and, like a cat, shuffle up the next tree in 

 line. After this trick had been played upon him 

 several times, Bruno took no further chances, but 

 climbed each tree in the row as he came to it. 

 From a point of safety some ten feet above the 

 ground, he looked for his enemy, then darted on to 

 the next haven when the coast was clear. 



While we were in the dining-room Bruno spent 

 most of his time playing with the children in the 

 kitchen and the woodshed. Here occasionally he 

 fell in with his enemy the dog. Brownie, the span- 

 iel, had no desire to hurt the cub ; he wanted only 



