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are driven out of their snug shelter; and this 

 holds true notwithstanding the fact that there 

 jflji/fle Brofher are plenty other hollow trees that seem to 

 belong to the tribe in general, for they are 

 visited freely by every passing coon. 



There is another way in which this love 

 of his race is manifest, and it brings a thrill 

 of admiration for Mooweesuk whenever it is 

 seen : he always comes in the face of danger 

 or death to the cry of distress from one of 

 his own kind. I have seen this several times, 

 and once when it gave a thrill to the wild 

 sport of night hunting that had unexpected 

 consequences. It was near midnight in late 

 November, at the end of the hunting season. 

 The dogs had treed a coon, and by the aid 

 of a bright fire of crackling brush we were 

 trying to "shine his eye," that is, to locate 

 the game in the tree-tops by the fierce glow 

 of his eyes flashing back the firelight. We 

 saw it at last, and one of the hunters climbed 

 the tree and tried to poke the coon from his 

 perch with a stout pole. Instead of doing 

 as was expected of him, Mooweesuk, who is 

 always cool in the face of any danger, came 



