THE LIFE AND DEATH OF LUCY 133 
mer, and reared a fine family. Only once was 
she disturbed. ‘That was when Bill Snyder, the 
game warden, and his wife came up to camp on 
Loon Pond, not far from her den. The game 
warden was rather given to snooping around, and 
one evening he and Mrs. Snyder walked up an 
old logging road which led perilously close to 
Lucy’s abode. Lucy cuffed the kittens back out 
of sight, and sneaked out of the den. Whoever, 
whatever, it was passing, she proposed to be ready 
for it. Seeing Bill and Mrs. Snyder on the old 
road, she crept softly along in the bushes just 
behind them, making no sound, alert, watchful. 
Once they paused, spoke, and Bill turned as if to 
come toward her. At that she snarled, and Mrs. 
Snyder, in the dusking woods, caught the twin 
gleams of her yellow-green eyes. 
Then Mrs. Snyder screamed. Both humans 
began to walk toward the open, at a considerably 
accelerated pace. Lucy sneaked along, just be- 
hind, and in the bushes. Again, looking over her 
shoulder, Mrs. Snyder caught the glint of Lucy’s 
eyes. Lucy had to trot after that. 
At the edge of the field she stopped and 
