BOBBY LYNX OF EOUND-TOP 55 
ting all about the Keep-Quiet Rule,—he 
meowed and meowed so fast that it 
sounded like one long howl! The little 
wood-mice, at the foot of the tree, ran for 
their lives and the rabbits, playing on the 
hillside, bounced for home as fast as they 
could go! Louder and louder Bobby 
wailed,—opening his little pink mouth as 
wide as he knew how and letting out one 
frightened yowl after another. Mother 
Lynx was hunting way up on the top of 
the mountain when, suddenly, her quick 
ears caught the sound of a cry. She 
wheeled and gave a snarl! Again she lis¬ 
tened and then, a grey streak, she shot 
down the mountainside, pausing to listen 
as the sounds grew louder and closer. 
Her eyes gleamed with anger as she 
bounded to the Hollow Tree House and 
leaped in. Tommy was sound asleep and 
she at once began to wash him with her 
warm, red tongue. She had not yet 
