the snow and captured a mouse (Arvicola), the fur of which 
with a little blood was smeared about the edges of the 
hole. There was no hole in the ground and the mouse must 
have been merely hiding beneath the snow which, curiously 
enough, showed no trace of its tiny foot-prints. It must 
have worked out to the spot where it was captured, under 
the snow. The Fox evidently scented it from a distance 
of several feet and turned sharply out to one side from 
his previously straight course. There was no sudden spring 
or stealthy stalk on his path. He merely trotted to the 
spot at his usual ge.it and began digging. 
r" 
c, I spent the afternoon sitting on the south side 
of the hill near the landing, where my men were digging a 
hole in the bank for my prospective log house, building 
a small fire and enjoying the afternoon light on the snow- 
clad river and meadows to the south and west. George and 
I drove home a little before sunset."' 
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