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This time it was a three-legged lynx, which sullenly squatted on its haunches and allowed itself to be dragged through the dust by a rope tied into its collar. "You needn't be the least mite afeard of that bobcat," protested Mr. Crowther, cheerily; "he's a perfick pet, and wouldn't hurt the infant in its cradle." The cat rolled back its lips and snarled. Mr.
Why, he's at least half bobcat mebbe three-quarters; and the fightingest devil! What's that? Yes; he's changed completely round about the wildcat strain. He's proud of it. If I was to say now it was only a quarter bob he'd be as mad as he was at first; he says anybody can see it's at least half bob. What changed him? Oh, well, we're too near home. Some other time."
Had he sipped of its mystery only to perish? Death it seemed a raving possibility in the shape of some wild animal, perhaps a live, a clutching claw! Tales were always current among the mountains, trappers' tales and most of them airy "traveler's yarns", too of strange tracks seen in lonely spots, of lynx and bobcat; and even of the young and roving panther.
The tracks of the bobcat were all greasy from the food it had been eating, and Old Man followed these tracks. He went softly over to where the bobcat was sleeping, and seized it before it could wake up to bite or scratch him. The bobcat cried out, "Wait, let me speak a word or two," but Old Man would not listen. "I will teach you to steal my food," he said.
Here Pierre made his leap swift as some bobcat of the northern woods; his hand whipped out as lightning fast as the striking paw of the lynx, and the gun was jerked from the hands of Jack. Not before the boy clutched at it with a cry of horror, but the force of the pull sent him lurching to the floor and broke his grip.
But it was wrong to pile such a thing up his back, an' don't you go for to do it again." The news soon spread that Dave had "busted" the wild bronco, and this, coupled with the fact that he had aided in bringing down the bobcat, gave him an enviable reputation among the cowboys. But the girls were quite alarmed, Jessie and Laura especially.
But Ted was upon his back with the swiftness of a bobcat, and they came together to the floor with? a crash. The burglar was beneath, but this did not prevent him from fighting with a desperation that lent strength to his already strong and lithe body. He was slenderer and younger than Ted, who could feel it in the fellow's build as they struggled.
"Open that door for me quick!" A porter held back the door, but as Blake slipped through, Harding seized his cloak. "Hold on! I want a talk with you!" Blake made an effort to break loose, and as he did so a bobcat dropped from beneath his arm and fell, spitting and snarling, to the floor.
A bobcat hates dogs about as much as human beings do skunks. If you ever run across him again, Steve, it'll be somewhere else; p'r'aps up where you left the rest of your fine buck." "Well, he didn't get our breakfast, anyway," remarked Bandy-legs, quite bold again, since all the danger seemed past. "Will you leave it out there after this, Uncle Jim?" asked Max.
One thing brought him a little reassurance; so far as he could ascertain now, the bobcat was no longer advancing. Doubtless it lay there, stretched out upon a convenient log, and intently watching the crouching figure among the bushes, which it undoubtedly recognized as belonging to the hated, and also feared, human family. Max stared as hard as he could straight back.
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