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and, standing erect, would claw at my pants once 

 or twice, and then scamper off as fast as his little 

 legs could carry him, evidently anxious to have me 

 give chase. If I refused to follow, he was soon 

 back, ready to try some new scheme to attract my 

 attention." They have no way of expressing their 

 joy like the cat or dog, for the young and old alike 

 are nearly voiceless with the exception of an occa- 

 sional little squealing or gnmting noise. 



The young are easily captured in the following 

 manner: At twilight, like the bats, the skunks begin 



The Rear One of the Line 



to move about in search of food. The young when 

 about a quarter grown follow the mother on these 

 nocturnal excursions, and, while moving from place 



