THE CONFESSIONS OF LYNX CANADENSIS. 



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stealing old man Long's bear baits; 

 for I know the pan of his trap is held 

 tip by a No. 2 spring and that my 

 weight won't set it off. 



Now about my expressions and at- 

 titudes. It is past belief how taxi- 

 dermists have managed to twist and 

 distort me. You will see, by my vari- 

 ous portraits, in this and the July issue 

 of Recreation, that I don't stand up, 

 with my ears pitched forward — like a 

 horse neighing. Neither do I show 

 my teeth and growl. Not at all. When 

 I get mad I lay my ears well back, just 

 as any other cat does ; and the madder 

 I get the lower I lay them, producing 

 a " snaky " expression, such as you 



will see in Evart Von Muyden's etch- 

 ings of tigers and leopards. 



In order to get any large and satis- 

 factory photos of me, you must either 

 tree me, with dogs, or catch me in a 

 trap. After once getting me, it will 

 depend on your knowledge, and your 

 handling of me, as to what expression- 

 and what attitudes you succeed in 

 catching. I forgot to mention that 

 having deemed it best to spare old 

 man Long's life, for reasons already 

 set forth, I decided to get a piece of 

 his bacon, but happened to step in a 

 blamed old Newhouse trap; and that 

 accounts for my sending you these 

 notes. 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY WILLIAM MOHAUPT. 



HERE THEY COME. 

 Awarded Twentieth Prize in Recreation's Second Annual Photo Competition. 



