BOBBY LYNX OF ROUND-TOP 99 
foot of the Ridge and so,—he went on, 
carefully sniffing at each step. Oh,— 
such a naughty, disobedient rabbit and 
such a foolish Bobby Lynx! As Sallie 
almost reached the foot of the Ridge, the 
wind changed and blew the other way, 
bringing to her wiggling little nose the 
smell of the dreaded enemy slowly com¬ 
ing behind her! 
Sallie knew that she could never out¬ 
run Bobby in the deep, fluffy snow,—all 
she could hope to do was to outwit him. 
Not knowing which way was the best 
way, not knowing just how she would 
manage to fool this wise old enemy com¬ 
ing so swiftly behind her, poor Sallie 
darted to the top of a big rock, leaped 
from it to another one just below and 
from that to a big, hollow log lying half- 
buried in the deep snow. Into it she 
popped. It was her only hope! Not a 
whisker moved, not a hair trembled. 
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