BOBBY LYNX OF ROUND-TOP 37 
neck rise and bristle as the wild cry of the 
Lynx reached her and she scurried back 
into her house. She would not seek for 
any roots that night,—daylight would do 
well enough for her! 
Most all the little Forest-people on 
Round-Top shivered and shook as they lis¬ 
tened to Mrs. Lynx shrieking and scream¬ 
ing with rage,—all except the Black 
Bear, who lived at the top of the mountain 
and who wasn’t afraid of anything and the 
Porcupine family who knew that if Mrs. 
Lynx said anything to them , they would 
fill her nose and paws and mouth so full 
of sharp, pointed quills, that she would be 
glad enough to let them go! Jack Skunk 
and Mrs. Jack didn’t mind very much, 
either. They had a weapon to defend 
themselves with that even a Lynx respects. 
All the baby skunks, however, just whim¬ 
pered with fear and fright and it was not 
until Mother Skunk came in and cuddled 
