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Updated: May 17, 2025
This was Rolf's first sight of a fisher, and he examined it as one does any animal or man that one has so long heard described in superlative terms that it has become idealized into a semi-myth. This was the desperado of the woods; the weird black cat that feared no living thing. This was the only one that could fight and win against Kahk.
He was licking his bloody chops for the twentieth time, gloating in gore, when "crack" went Quonab's gun, and the pekan had an opportunity of resuming the combat with Kahk far away in the Happy Hunting.
We not know, but my father said, that it is because when in the flood Nana Bojou was floating on the log with Kahk and Ojeeg, Kahk was insolent and wanted the highest place, but Ojeeg was respectful to Nana Bojou, he bit the Kahk to teach him a lesson and got lashed with the tail of many stings.
Quonab said, "no; my father said you must not kill the Kahk, except you make sacrifice and use his quills for household work. It is bad medicine to kill the Kahk." So the spiny one was left alone in the place he had so ably fought for. But Skookum, what of him? He was set free at last. To be wiser?
Then, turning to the porcupine, he remarked, as he prepared to skin it: "Ho, Kahk! you see now it was a big mistake you did not let Nana Bojou sit on the dry end of that log." The Silver Fox They were returning to the cabin, one day, when Quonab stopped and pointed. Away off on the snow of the far shore was a moving shape to be seen. "Fox, and I think silver fox; he so black.
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