THE CATERPILLAR HUNTER. 
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success. I11 our rambles we were followed by three 
boys who carried spare nets, pill boxes, and killing 
bottles. These were our raw material, and it was 
very raw. They did not wash their faces, or brush 
their hair, and their garment was scanty and unclean. 
When rain came on they would crowd under our um- 
brellas, and at such 
times how forcibly 
they recalled an old 
traveller’s descrip- 
tion of the skunk, 
which “hath a ven- 
tositie so strong and 
so evil of scent that 
it doth penetrate 
the wood, the 
stones and all that 
it encountreth 
withal, and it is 
such that some 
Indians have died 
with the stench.” 
“ figs.” 
If asked the name 
