Way-Atcha, the Coon-Raccoon 
snuggled up so contentedly that he won her heart 
and she coaxed her father into buying Way-atcha, 
as the Indian named the captive in his own tongue. 
Thus the wanderer found a new and very differ- 
ent home. He was so well taken care of here that 
in a few days he was all right again. He had chil- 
dren to play with instead of hrothes and sisters, *) 
and many curious things to eat instead of frogs, 
but still he loved to dabble his own brown paws 
in the mud or anything wet whenever he could get 
the chance. He did not eat milk and bread like a 
cat or other well-behaved creature; he always put 
in his paws to fish out the bread, bit by bit, jand 
commonly ended by spilling the milk. 
A MERRY LIFE ON THE FARM 
There was one member of the household that 
Way-atcha held in great fear; that was Roy the 
sheep-dog, house-dog, watch-dog, and barnyard 
guard in general. When first they met Roy 
growled and Way-atcha chirred. Both showed in 
the bristling shoulder hair that they were deeply 
moved; each in the smell of the other was instinc- 
tively aware of an enemy in an age-long war. The 
Pigott children had to exercise their right of eminent 
domain to keep the peace; but the peace was kept. 
Roy learned to tolerate the Coon in time, the Coon 
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