80 BOBBY LYNX OF BOUND-TOP 
Painfully he limped and crawled and 
hobbled down to the spring,—not even 
twitching his nose as a poor, silly, little 
rabbit ran right across his path. Not 
even to cure the cruel hunger-ache that 
now seemed to bite him, so keen was it,— 
would he try to use those sore, torn 
muscles of his! Besides,—all he wanted 
was just a deep, deep drink to cool his 
hot throat. He lay by the spring a long, 
long time lapping at the ice cold water 
and then bathing his hot, swollen paws 
and legs with his cool, dripping tongue. 
It would be many a long day before 
Bobby would be himself again and al- 
wavs would his face and sides bear the 
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scars of his fierce battle. It was a very 
lucky thing for poor Bobby that he and 
all the other members of the Lynx family 
had been made by Mother Nature so that 
they could go longer without food than 
almost any other animal on Round-Top! 
