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RECREATION. 



AN OBEDIENT PET. 



While living in the foothills of Southern 

 California a few months ago I thought I 

 would catch a fox or 2 and tan the 

 hides; so one bright March morning I set 

 cut with 2 of my friends. We Joaded 

 our outfit on a pack burro, walked several 

 miles up a trail, struck off into one of the 

 canyons and found a good camping place. 



After a meal of coffee, bacon and bread 

 we set the traps between 2 big rocks, drag- 

 ging a piece of meat along the ground over 

 the traps to make a trail for the fox to fol- 

 low. Then throwing some meat around, 

 we left for camp. We repeated this process 

 several days without success, but on the 

 fourth night we caught a fine red fox, 

 about half grown. 



The next day we left for home, taking 

 the fox with us. It was several days be- 

 fore he would eat, and then he took little 

 food. We kept him in a dark room the 

 first week, where he became fairly tame. 



AMATEUR PHOTO BY T MCK. HENSZEY 



PLANNING MISCHIEF. 



Then he was tied under a tree, with a box 

 to sleep in. Still, during the 7 or 8 weeks 

 we had him, he never grew perfectly tame. 

 He always ran into the box and growled 

 when anyone came near. We were careful 

 to keep the dogs aw T ay, but one morning 

 he was found dead in front of the box 

 with several holes in his neck, and we were 

 never sure what killed him. 



If anyone has been more successful in 

 taming a full grown fox I should like to 

 hear about it. Recreation is a great 

 magazine, and I am glad it is giving the 

 game hog what he deserves. 



"Now that the baby has come, I sup- 

 pose you are still happy," said the bachelor 

 friend. 



"Happy? Yes," replied the young 

 father; "but scarcely still." 



