64 BOBBY LYNX OF ROUND-TOP 
head by the hunter. Fortunately for 
Mother Lynx, the bullet had torn only 
the skin and while it was painful, yet she 
would be all right in a few days. But 
there was no breakfast that morning, nor 
did they leave their safe cave that night to 
go out and hunt! Mother Lynx’s head 
pained almost more than she could bear 
and every little while, she would get up 
and pace back and forth in the den, giving 
short yelps of pain, while poor Bobby and 
Tommy crouched in the corner, too 
frightened and worried to move. Never, 
never would they forget that terrible ex¬ 
perience which had taught them the man- 
smell! Bobby felt as if he never would 
care to hunt or play on the hillside again, 
nor climb another tree, nor do anything 
but hide in the cave and neither he nor 
Tommy believed that the ache would ever 
get out of their poor, tired legs. But it 
did and the gash healed up so nicely in 
