4 EVERYDAY ADVENTURES 
me, and my khaki clothes blended with the coloring 
around me. 
As I watched them, another larger cub trotted 
down the hill. The first cub suddenly yapped at him, 
with a snarling little bark quite different from that 
of a dog; but the other paid no attention, but 
stalked sullenly into a burrow which for the first 
time I noticed among the roots of a white-oak tree. 
Back of the burrow lay a large chestnut log which 
evidently served as a watch-tower for the fox family. 
To this the mother fox went, and climbing up on top 
of it, lay down, with her head on her paws and her 
magnificent brush dangling down beside the log, and 
went to sleep. 
The little cub that was left trotted to the entrance 
of the burrow and for a while played by himself, like 
a puppy ora kitten. First he snapped at some blades 
of grass and chewed them up fiercely. Then, seeing a 
leaf that had stuck in the wool on his back, he whirled 
around and around, snapping at it with his little jaws. 
Failing to catch it, he rolled over and over in the dirt 
until he had brushed it off. Then he proceeded to 
stalk the battered carcass of an old black crow that 
lay in front of the burrow. Crouching and creeping 
up on it inch by inch, he suddenly sprang and caught 
that unsuspecting corpse and worried it ferociously, 
with fierce little snarls. All the time his wrinkled-up, 
funny little face was so comical that I nearly laughed 
aloud every time he moved. At last he curled up ina 
round ball, with his chin on his forepaws like his 
mother, 
