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The only creature by whom Mop was ever really overcome was a black-and-white, common, every-day, garden skunk. He treed this unexpected visitor on the wood-pile one famous moonlight night in Onteora. And he acknowledged his defeat at once, and like a man. He realized fully his own unsavory condition.
He laughed. "He just made a joke of it. But he is a mean skunk! I've found out since that he wanted to buy Preston out for the part Preston had taken in another affair. There's a pretty case coming on directly, with Jim for hero. You have heard of it." "No," said Buntingford curtly; "but in any case nothing would have induced me to have him here. Preston's a friend of mine.
But I reckon I do now yer in love with her yerself; ain't thet it, sir?" "Yes, Tim," I confessed frankly, and not at all sorry to make the avowal. "That is the truth. Now what would you do if you were in my place?" "Just exactly whut yer doin', I reckon," he returned heartily. "Only maybe I'd kill thet dirty skunk afore I went away; damned if I wudn't." I shook my head. "No, not in cold-blood.
A man was boarding up the hole by which the thief had so recently entered and departed. Knowing it would be useless to proceed, the skunk had turned back unobserved, just in time to see his first prize being carried away on the back of the fox. His eyes turned red with anger and the hair along his back stiffened.
The man by the fire stopped cleaning his gun when he saw Mother Skunk walking by with her children and Little Bear, and he, too, sat still as a mouse. All he did was wink. The men will not trouble you while we are in their path, never fear!" "I thank you, Mother Skunk!" Little Bear called over his shoulder, as he pit- patted for home as fast as he could travel.
You see, not since he was a little Chuck and had run away from old Mother Chuck with Peter Rabbit, had he ever been very far from his own door-step. He had always been content to grow fat and roly-poly right near his own home, and listen to the tales of the great world from Jimmy Skunk and Peter Rabbit and Bobby Coon and Unc' Billy Possum, all of whom are great travelers.
Supper was followed by an interesting evening, during which Hi Lang told the Overland girls more of the desert secrets. "We are now in the skunk country," he said, as they were about to turn in. "The what?" demanded Emma Dean. "I do not mean the sort you probably are familiar with in the east. The desert skunk is an entirely different animal.
So Bobby Coon and Reddy Fox walked together down the Lone Little Path through the wood to the Green Meadows. They met Jimmy Skunk, who had dreamed that there were a lot of beetles up on the hill, and was just going to climb the Crooked Little Path to see. "Hello, Jimmy Skunk!" said Bobby Coon and Reddy Fox. "Come down to the Green Meadows with us."
Carloads of lumber and machinery is on its way, and the stage-coach will be putting off mail there before long. That's how civilization is a-seeking out our little gal. But I means to meet it halfway." "Oh, come on, don't say anything more about it when I look at those tents I can't breathe freely. What do you gamble on a skunk, or a coyote, in the traps?"
I joined this expedition before you did. And I'll leave it when I get ready!" "You'll leave it at the Ferry, Forrester!" Milton's voice was quiet, but his nostrils dilated. "And I'm telling you, I'll leave it when I please, which will be at Needles! If any one goes, it'll be that skunk of a Harden." Harden laughed, turned on his heel and deliberately rolled himself in his blankets.
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