cross-gray

Updated: May 8, 2025

While Halstead and I held the lanterns, Addison took aim and shot the beast. Tom found a stick with a projecting knot that he could use as a hook, and with it he hauled the body out into plain view. It was a large cross-gray fox. "Boys, that skin's worth thirty dollars!" Tom exclaimed. "But I shouldn't like to be the one to skin it," Addison said. "Don't touch it with your hands, Tom."

C. A. (Charles Asbury) Stephens - A Busy Year at the Old Squire's