Foam—A Razor-Backed Hog 
got over it, but it did him no serious harm, and he 
remembered. 
They had been running a week or more in the 
woods when something happened to show how the 
mother’s mind was changed by her family. Loud 
rumbling noises were heard not far ahead, and now 
they were coming near. Mother understood them 
“quite well—the sounds of men approaching. She 
had long known such sounds in the barnyard days — 
as promise of food, but now she thought of her ~ 
brood. It might mean danger to them, and she 
turned about, giving a low “Woof” that somehow 
struck terror into the hearts of the young ones. 
They had never heard that before, and when she 
wheeled and walked quickly away, the brood went 
scrambling behind her in a long silent troop, with 
Foamy Chops at his mother’s tail. 
This was a small incident, but it was a turning 
point, for thenceforth the mother and her brood had 
broken with the barnyard and its folk. 
LIZETTE AND THE BEAR 
Lizette Prunty was a big girl now, she was thir- 
teen and not afraid to go far alone in the hills. 
June with its sweet alluring strawberries was in the 
woods, and Lizette went afield. How is it that the 
berries just ahead are always bigger, riper, and more 
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