AN ADVENTURE WITH A SKUNK 
“Hist!” said Uncle Jack, in a low voice to the children, 
as they crept through some brush. “Don't talk. Don't 
make any noise. I want you to see something that I am 
seeing.” 
They stopped when Uncle Jack did, and peeped over 
some brush. He told them to come closer and look. He 
was pointing at something that was moving. 
“What can it be?” whispered Marylee. “It looks like 
a big black and white cat. Do cats come out here, Uncle 
Jack?” 
“I know what it is!” said Buddy, who was very much 
excited. “It is Mother Skunk and her family of little 
ones.” 
“Good boy,” whispered Uncle Jack, as he patted Buddy 
on the back. “That is the way to use your eyes.” 
Mother Skunk had come much nearer by this time. 
Her long hair was very black. 
“Is that a white cap on her head, and two ribbons 
down her back?” asked Bess. 
“It does look like a cap with ribbons,” whispered Uncle 
Jack. “But it is only a spot of white hair on top of her 
head and two stripes of white hair on her back.” 
“What a pretty tail!” said Buddy. 
Her tail was very beautiful and bushy, almost black, 
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