Chapter XI 
THE SKUNK: A Fearless Enemy 
“Gather some dry wood for the campfire, chih 
dren,” Father called to Buck and Ginger. The family 
had stopped for the night, although the sun was not 
yet down. They were far from any town. 
Presently, from a distance, came Buck’s call. 
“Unde E'e-e-ly!” 
“Yes!” Uncle Ely shouted back. 
“Come quickly, here is a strange animal.” 
“What is it?” 
“A cat! A beautiful kitty!” Ginger called out. 
“Does it have a white stripe down its back?” Uncle 
Ely was highly interested now. 
