Foam—A Razor-Backed Hog 
warnings and urgings to, “Shoot, shoot, or he'll 
kill you!” 
“Shoot, you fool!” she snorted. “I’d as soon 
think of shooting my big brother; and Foam 
wouldn’t harm me any more than he would his aa 
little sister.” AY ie 
So the wild beast was tamed by the ancient , ANE “Sy 
magic, and presently the big Boar, grunting com- 4 
fortably, went to his woods and was seen that day 
no more. 
THE BEAR CLAIMS ANOTHER VICTIM 
Yes, the Bear came back on a later day to his e \3 
cache beside the river and the scene of his victory; % 
there robbed the Vultures and had his horrid feast. aie 
He lingered in the neighborhood, and thus it 
was that fortune played for him. When next 
the Razor-back crew came rooting and straggling 
through the woods, the mother ahead and father 
too far astern to be a menace, they came to the 
fording place of the river. The little ones loved 
it not, held back, but mother pushed on ahead, 
had almost to swim in the middle. The family 
lingered on the bank with apprehensive grunts. 
One by one they screwed up their courage for the 
plunge, till only one was left. Finding himself 
alone, he set up a very wail of distress. 
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