BOBBY LYNX OF ROUND-TOP 73 
might, he could not get one thing for 
breakfast nor for supper, either! He even 
broke the rule with which his mother had 
purred him to sleep and he actually went 
hunting in the daytime. Not a bit of 
good did it do him, however, for a little 
field-mouse caught sight of him and ran 
chattering away to warn all her family 
and the sweet, summer wind carried the 
scent of him to all the other Forest-peo- 
ple. 
That night Bobby lay stretched out on 
the big beech limb where he had crouched 
so many times and the hunger-ache in his 
stomach made him cross and ugly. Every 
little while, his cruel teeth would snap 
angrily together as he waited for some¬ 
thing to come down the old runway un¬ 
derneath the tree. So hungry was he, that 
he would have attacked even Grand¬ 
father Black Bear himself had he come 
that way! His thick, stubby tail twitched 
